She carried herself as a woman not friendly to the touch of another.... she was a strong, independent woman who was proud of the money she earned... and she intended to keep it.  She would let no man take from her what she had worked so hard for... money that she had sweat for.... the sweat had dripped down her bosom..... glistening in the moonlight.....

But how long had it been.... how long since a man had laid his powerful hands upon her?  How long since another mobster had caressed her gently.... caressed in the right spot....

Romance could read her mind.... he could see it in her eyes that she longed for his touch.... he came from behind, noticing the wad of bills in her garter belt.... his reached in and took....... $5000

Success! That bum forked over $5000

Ahhhhhh yes..... what a bum she had indeed..... would Romance's pickpocket go undetected?  Or "stealth" as those in the mafia community referred to it as?

No..... he should have pulled his hand away quickly and escaped unseen...... yet he let his hand there to linger..... to explore..... he shut his eyes tightly as he let his hand roam....... sensually experiencing her with his hand.....

She could feel her body filling with adrenaline as he touched her.... she turned to face him, gazing into his deep blue eyes..... adrenaline led to excitement as she proceeded to beat him.... beating him passionately.... ferociously.... savagely.  She beat him within an inch of his life, but it would be Romance that would be returning the favor by giving her every inch that he had to offer.....

The looked into each other's eyes as she mugged him.  She mugged him all night long... dripping with sweat.... their eyes never unlocking, nor their bodies.  When all was finished, she had taken hundreds of thousands of dollars from him... but had given him something much more satisfying.

swaliny was walking down the street when she felt someone looking at her, probably wanting to pickpocket her. She smiled as he came closer and let him. However his hand kept touhing her. It was something that had never happened. Normally even the men were afraid of her. She had to see this man. She turned around and saw a familiar face. It was romance, the guy she had met before in her favorite pub. He was standing there smiling, but his touch went to far. She didnt like it so she started beating him. Beating him till he was almost dead, but he didnt seem to mind. He looked like he enjoyed what she did. There was just something about him that drew her to touch him back. She didn't know what it was, but she would find out. Even if it would take her the whole night.