Life had been tough since we were kids. My brother, Robby, and I were pretty much left in our grandmother's care since I was 6 and he was 9. Things hadn't been much different in the beginning but as we grew up and grandma grew older, we started having to look after ourselves more and more. That all changed one Saturday morning when Robby shook me awake. I don't remember much, it was as if I had mentally buried that day. What I do recall were many flashing lights, wailing sirens, beeping monitors, and the... Silence. We were allowed into the hospital room where grandma lay still, all wrapped up in a white bedsheet.

We were fortunate in that she left us pretty much everything, the house, the car, and a little money. But I was just 17 and Robby 20, with little direction in life. It was easier to just hang around with our buddies than sit in class. Easier to have a few smokes while lounging around the house instead of studying for exams. But soon, the money ran out, we sold the car, then the house, and there was nothing left.

A few mistakes later, Robby and I were pickpocketing and lifting stuff to survive. But that was hard work and when we met Brad, we upped our game. He taught us to watch, wait, then strike. We'd hide in the shadows, taking note of the comings and goings of residents in wealthy neighbourhoods, learning their schedules and movements, and when the time was right, break into their homes and leave with a fortune. Brad taught us where to look and what to take. But about a year in, we had a falling out. Let's just say Brad didn't like sharing and always wanted the biggest cut eventhough we did the same work, took the same risks.

So, it was back Robby and me again. We kept all the contacts and decided to keep doing what we'd learnt. After all, we'd gotten pretty good at it.

One day as we were out for a walk, we saw a little Asian girl, maybe mid-20s, barely 5 feet tall and not more than 100 lbs, dark hair pulled back in a ponytail hanging down the her shoulder blades. She wore black rimmed rectangular glasses and had a cute face, not super pretty but cute in an innocent kind of way. A pink and blue floral print dress hugged her small chest and slim waist before ending a couple of inches above her knees.

Robby and I watch her, following at a safe distance as she takes a quiet alley between some houses. We tailed her for a few more minutes before seeing her stop at a modest 2 storey house, fish out some keys from her bag, unlock the white wooden door and go in. As the door closes, we look around at the neat lawn, white wooden fence running around it separating it from the neighbour's. Looking at each other, we already knew this was our next target.

We watched the place for a couple of weeks. It was a quiet neighbourhood and it seemed like the girl lived alone. Laura was the name we'd seen printed on the mail and it seemed like she lived alone. As for her schedule, Laura left the house every morning at 7.30 am, took the train to work, came home on the 5.23 pm train and usually didn't leave the house again after that. Weekends were a little more unpredictable.

And so we decided, Monday was the day. We'd let her leave for work, give her about an hour before making our move. That morning, we were prepared. Robby and I watched her leave like usual. At 8.30, we made our way to the back door, rammed a screwdriver though the lock and forced the door open. There was no sign that we'd been seen, so we stepped into the silent house.

Robby would do start on the ground floor before joining me upstairs. Passing by the bathroom I noticed a pair of panties on the floor. I couldn't resist so I picked them up and sniffed them, smelling Laura for the first time. "Mmm," I smiled quietly, pocketing the fabric. There was some jewelry in a box next to the sink which I grabbed.

Moving on to the bedroom, I bagged an iPad from the bed before starting on the chest of drawers. It was mostly underwear. I rummaged through the top drawer of bras. Seems like she was just an A-cup maybe a small B, from the tags I read. At the back, I found some lacy ones, demi-cups, and even one with holes for nipples. Naughty. The next one held the bottoms, some I noticed matched some of the bras. Digging deeper, I started to find some more skimpy thongs. Then, my hand touched something harder, almost rubbery. Pulling the drawer further out, it seemed like I found Laura's toy collection. "Classic," I thought to myself. There weren't many, a small butt plug, a 7" curved glass dildo with dots along the shaft and a larger head, and a simple 6" silicon cock. They were all clean, or course but it was still a thrill.

There was nothing much else of note besides some hidden cash in there. I moved on to the closet where I found some jewelry and more hidden cash. In the table next to the queen bed, I found a half used bottle of lube, and a rabbit vibrator. This one looked very well used, the printing on the buttons was worn out. Just as I picked it up, I heard Robby's voice, "Raph, she's back!" and a few moments later I heard the back door close. Dropping the toy on the bed, I dashed to the stairs but just as I took the first step, the front door closed and I could hear Laura making her way up, blocking my exit. There was just the bathroom, bedroom and another empty room I hadn't checked out yet. The best bet was the bedroom.