Want to know what makes the best art thief? Its more than just wearing black leather jump suits and doing acrobatics. Its blending in, disguising oneself and knowing where the actual best loot is stored. I tend to go for the priceless obscure art.

Its valueable, but its easy to lift and silver tongue my way out of a sticky situation. And it usually takes a month before its noticed because its typically not the sort of thing theives go for. Usually first drafts of well known artists, as well as small pottery that are usually shoved in storage spaces.

Now typically, I was doing really well keeping under the radar. That is until, I seemed to steal from the wrong people. A very rich family, specifically their son, sole heir, and only living member figured out I had lifted well one beautiful, but small white and black ceramic Quing dynasty vase. It was easy to steal as it was easy to sell. I figured like the previous Billionaire dynasty it would take at least a month to get noticed. It was reported the next day. With a picture of one my handyman personas being flashed on the screen.

Well, fuck, now I gotta try to escape England before they figure out that I am actually a woman. It seems like there is someone with brains, and its definitely not interpol. Sighing I quickly pack and try to figure out the best and quickest route to the airport. I book my tickets quickly, and curse that I have 4 hours till my plane leaves and if I hang around the airport and wait I would get caught too fast. Or I could catch a ride on a private jet.

My carryon in one hand which had my clothes, the vase in a protective case. I quickly don my business woman persona, however with it being night time I wore a very expensive (and stolen) designer dress which was dark blue corset dress with a sweet hart neckline showing off my curvy 5'6, 285lbs body. With a size D chest and nice big ass with sensous round hips. The dress stopped just to midthigh showing my thick thighs, and backseam stockings. I wore a short haired blonde wig, put on makeup, and a string of pearls. A gold ring on my left hand to keep men away from me. A small handgun in my purse to keep the authorities away from me. I was never violent, but I wasn't one to go down easy. This was my bossgirl persona. Looking the part of a CEO of some major company. This got me into the VIP bars where it was normal to block interpol from entering at first. As well as sweet talk my way onto a spot on some company's private jet.

I will be able to chill and hangout a bit. Get some free booze before I sneak on the plane with no one the wiser and I can determine who I can sell to once I land in the states. Little did I know, there was a case getting built, you just wanted to get your deceased mother's favorite vase back. You knew of me, but never expected to be a mark. I guess when billionaires have the smarts and the money, I should have done my research better. So will you catch me? Or will I just do my love em and leave them schitck and have the vase as I fly away from the U.K.

If you're interested pm me.