1. The Shoplifter Chapter One


    Date: 9/1/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Interracial, Pregnant, Author: Barbiebnympho, Rating: 85.2, Source: sexstories.com

    thrill welled up inside me as I rushed along. It grew into an intense thrilly-dilly funny feeling by the time I was beyond the electronics section. I had never thought about doing anything like this. Stealing something had never crossed my mind. I always had money. I could buy anything I wanted. I had no need for the Play Station Four. The amigos had talked about one a while back but I did not even know what it did. In fact, I don’t think any of us knew what it really did. We had just heard it advertised a lot. I knew taking it was very wrong. Looking back, I was just bored, and I shoplifted it just for a cheap thrill. I continued to feel this intense thrill for a short while as I moved along through the aisles, but the thrill began to subside. It was replaced by a growing concern as I moved through the aisles and toward the exit. I began to worry. This was not a good idea. I feared setting something off. I looked around for a place to dump the play station, but noticed two very large black security guards walking a ways behind me. I had to keep walking; to stop or slow down might be suspicious. My next thought was to just drop the entire shopping bag on a counter somewhere. I really didn’t need the cosmetics. I turned from one counter to another, but a glance behind told me the guards had gotten closer. They were talking and looking around rather nonchalantly, but I was scared they were following me. Maybe it was just my guilty conscious, but they seemed to be right behind ...
    me now. There was just no way I could dump the bag. All I could do was keep a straight face and walk on out. I remember my heart beating in my ears. There was a nervous lump in my throat. I had never done anything like this. What was I thinking? As I approached the exit, the two guards got closer and closer behind me, and as I went out the exit doors I was met by two guards coming in. The four of them simply surrounded me just outside the door, one showed me credentials, and together they walked me into a small security room just to the right of the door. It was the ultimate trauma of my young life. I was a wreck. I could hardly walk. I was choking. I could not speak. Tears were running down my face. THE INQUISITION Once in the security office I was told to sit in a straight chair along the wall. I could feel my eyes filling with tears. I sat down and stared at the floor. I was shaking all over. Three of the guards turned and left the room, leaving me alone with the older and larger guy. He was scary, black, and big, with close cut hair and a military bearing. He did not say a word. He just walked over, sat on the edge of the small desk, and looked down at me. Minutes passed as he continued to look at me sternly while I looked at the floor, sweating. The room kept getting smaller and smaller. I was having trouble breathing. I felt like I was choking. Finally, there was a knock at the door. It was one of the guards returning with a small computer memory stick. He placed it into ...
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