Art Appreciation:- The Ballad of Liesel Holstein
Posted: Sun Nov 17, 2024 8:29 pm
In this tale, Liesel Holstein a young streetwise German pickpocket and thief is in serious trouble. Having picked the pockets of one too many tourists on the Mühlenstrasse, Liesel is on the run from the Berlin Police and must use all her street smarts to evade the long arm of the law. However, she's about to get a close introduction to the world of modern art. This is her story...
Mühlenstrasse, Friedrichshain, Berlin, Saturday 15th August 2024 11:00am
" Halt, Polizei!" Liesel Holstein heard has she bobbed and weaved through the crowded streets of Mühlenstrasse, evading the pursuing officers of the Berlin Police; one a male and the other a pretty blonde. Her morning had started pretty well, all things considered. She had picking the pockets of pretty tourists at the Park an der Spree but had gotten to greedy and was spotted by her pursuers, hence the chase. At 21 Liesel was an high school dropout and troubled orphan who was no stranger to a police cell but wasn't stupid or naive. All the lessons she had learned her street smarts was gained from the university of life. She had learned how to pick pockets and run a good shell game from the best thieves in Berlin with a silver tongue to boot. This along with her slightly squared freckled features, prominent cheekbones, piercing blue eyes and long auburn hair tied into a long ponytail, proved effective in talking many a pretty girl into her bed, where she would relieve them of their money, designer clothes or sometimes just enjoy the pleasure of their company, or all three. But she would leave them without nary a note on the nightstand. Yes, definitely the love them and leave them type. And if all that didn't work then she always had her little shocker, not that she enjoyed inflicting pain on women but she did what she had to do to survive. I really need to shake these two pigs or it's the back of a patrol car again, think Liesel...
A quick glance over her shoulder informed Liesel that while the officers where still on her ass, they were losing ground and the busy summer crowds had caused them to lose eye contact for a moment buying her some time. Turning to her left she caught of the Locke at East Side Gallery, a crowd of tourists were just walking through the front entrance. An Art Gallery? That's a good a place as any to hide, maybe catch my breath and come up with an escape plan? Slowing down her pace, she latched onto the group melting into the crowd.
Locke at East Side Gallery, Friedrichshain, Berlin 11:20am
Taking refuge in an alcove in the central lobby, Liesel scanned the bustling lobby an idea forming in her mind. Well, I definitely need a change of clothes and look. If I stay dressed like this then I will get arrested. It's too bad, I really liked this jacket and the girl I took it off wasn't half bad either but needs must... Looking around the pickpocket noticed a number of young attractive women that would suit her needs, but the problem was they were in groups with their friends or boyfriends and it would be impossible to drag them away into the shadows without getting spotted. Then after five minutes Liesel spied a potential mark heading towards the women's toilet.
She was a pretty brunette dressed in a charcoal grey suit jacket, with matching pencil skirt, long divine legs covered by black translucent stockings, black riding gloves and matching high heels with a high collared white blouse underneath. The girl was a looker with gentle rounded features, sloping cheekbones and big brown eyes highlighted by dark makeup. Her long dark brown hair tied and braided into an elaborate bun. Well, well aren't you sweet? Not really my style but I can't afford to be choosy, not with the law breathing down my neck. Besides, wearing that I could just walk right past those dumb flatfoots and be home free. Her mind made up, Liesel followed the brunette into the bathroom.
Women's Bathroom
Liking what she saw in the mirror, 22 year old Frieda Kurtmeyer smacked her lips together as she applied her wine red lipstick. All this trouble for sitting around for two hours. Well at least I'am getting paid a lot of euros and getting out of attending my tax law lecture. The sound of the bathroom door opening behind her drew her attention to the reflection of a cute red head wearing a gorgeous red leather jacket in the mirror. She flashed the girl a flirty smile which to her surprise was returned. "Hey, meine liebschen. I really like your suit, very fetching indeed." Frieda giggled at the pretty girl, applying her mascara. "Danke schon, fraulein. It's not mine exactly but the galleries." The red head with one hand behind her back looked her up and down, giving Frieda the impression she was being sized up. "Well, you wouldn't mind then if I borrowed it liebschen?" Frieda blinked in surprise. "W-what?! Ugh!" Frieda didn't see the stun gun shoot to her slender neck, but felt the electric shock course through her petite body like a tidal wave along her nervous system. Letting out a brief squeak of pain, the young woman collapsed unconscious to the tiled floor a pretty marionette with her strings cut.
"Sorry, pretty. I hope that I didn't hurt you too much but I need your clothes more than you do right now." Liesel whispered into the unconscious brunettes ear, picking her up under her shoulders and dragging her towards the waiting cubicle behind her. Planting the girl onto the toilet bowl, Liesel stripped out of her clothes then got to work. "What lovely long hair, you look much better with your hair down, liebe." She remarked adopted the girls elaborate bun admiring her marks silky dark brown hair before slipping off her heels and gloves. After unfastening the brunette's suit jacket, pulling off the garment one arm at a time Liesel unbuttoned the girls blouse revealing a hint of buoyant young breasts covered by a racy black lace low cut bra. "Very sexy underwear, babe. If only we had more time then I would definitely take a peak." Unzipping the skirt at the side, Liesel whipped it from around the brunette's slender hips and down her long stocking covering legs, exposing matching black lace shorts protecting her modesty. "And kinky underwear too, mhmm. Well you can keep those, love. But i will be needing your stockings, sorry about that." Liesel smiled at the brunette, gently rolling off her stockings one leg at a time leaving the girl slumped on the toilet bowl clad only in her racy black lace underwear, long brown hair dangling around her shoulders.
Once she had finishing getting dressed in the woman's clothes, Liesel tore up her tank top binding and gagging the scantily clad girl. "Thanks very much for your help, liebschen. The suit fits me like a glove, although the shoes are a size smaller." Smiling she straddled the young girl, planting a kiss on her cheek. "See you around, cutie." Closing the cubicle door on the sleeping bound girl, Liesel walked over to the handbag by the sinks and applied some of the make-up to look the part of a professional girl. Satisfied by her new look, she put her stun gun in the purse looping it over her shoulder before leaving the bathroom.
The Front Lobby, 11:35am
As soon as she left the bathroom, Liesel noticed the two officers enter through the glass double doors smiling the young thief started to make for the exit. Suddenly before she could place one foot in front of the other, Liesel felt a hand clamp on her shoulder turning her around to bring her face to face with a pretty sable haired brunette dressed exactly like her, bright hazel eyes framed by horn rimmed glasses. "There you are! We've been looking all over the place for you! Are you finally ready?" Liesel blinked in surprise unsure what to say but quickly recovered. "Er..Yes! I'am all set to go. Um, what are we going to do exactly?" She asked the woman who let out a sigh of exasperation, pinching her nose. "Seriously? Is your memory really that bad? Dunkopf! The art demonstration, today?" Noticing the officers where beginning to question witnesses out of the corner of her eye, Liesel playing along. "Of course, sorry I had a late night and slept over. My bad." Rolling her eyes, the woman grabbed Liesel's hand. "It doesn't matter. Come on, we're already running late as it is." She said leading her out of the lobby towards a large side room.
Suite 005, Locke at East Side Gallery 11:45am
When she entered the room, Liesel was surprised to see a crowd of people gathered around two curious looking apparatus that if she didn't know any better looked like something she would see in a BDSM store. Not that she was into that sort of thing. And this is what passes for modern art these days? Sheesh. It's no wonder you don't see many art thieves these days. "What the hell are you waiting for, fraulein? Get on." The bespectacled brunette sighed seeing Liesel's hesitation, as another pretty brunette clambered on the right hand side apparatus adopting a stress position. Reluctantly, Liesel copied the woman while her mind worked on how see could possibly get out of this rat trap. Scheisse! Damn it, I just thought she was just another suit on her way to work. Serves me right for jumping the gun. Well, I need a way out or else the law's gonna catch up. Sighing, she assumed the position as the crowd snapped her with their smartphones.
The Front Lobby, Same Moment
"Are you sure you saw our perp run into this place, Neumann?" Asked Officer Fehlermann as they continued questioning the queue in the gallery lobby. Officer Gerda Neumann, an attractive woman with short blonde hair tied into a ponytail under her police hat nodded. "Ja, it was just a moments glance but I definitely saw her duck into this place." Fehlermann a middle aged balding officer who had at least 10 years under his belt sighed. "Then why would she come in here? The only rear exit is to the river. She's cornering herself. Nevermind, take a look in the women's bathroom. She might be hiding out in there. I'll keep asking around. Who knows? We might get lucky." Nodding, Officer Gerda walked towards the ladies bathroom.
The Women's Bathroom 11:49am
As she walked into the bathroom which was seemingly deserted, Officer Gerda Neumann could hear muffled female moans from one of the middle cubicles. Resting her hand on her Glock, Gerda advanced cautiously "Fraulein? This is the Berlin Police. Come slowly with your hands up, and get face down on the floor, now." She was answered by more frantic and insistent female moaning from the cubicle in front of her. Getting down on her hands on knees, Gerda's eyes widened. "What the hell...?" She gasped seeing a pair of bound bare female feet and a pile clothes scattered around them. Rising she opened the down to reveal a pretty distressed bound brunette girl, clad only in sexy black lingerie tears streaming down her face. "Mmmph!?" The girl screamed indignantly into her gag. "Oh mein gott. It's okay, help is here fraulein. Who did this to you?" Gerda replied kneeling by the stricken woman, pulling down her gag.
"Mmph-ou stop gawking at me officer! Some crazy girl zapped me with a stun gun and stole my clothes!" The brunette shrieked. "Fraulein. Please calm down while I get you help. What's your name?" The girl rolled her eyes shaking her head. " It's Frieda Kurtmeyer and are you kidding me?! Calm down?! Screw you!" The girl cried as Gerda activated her radio. "Fehlermann? It's Neumann. She's here alright. Our perp cold cocked a girl in the bathroom and stole her clothes, you better call an ambulance. The suspect is going to look completely different. Alright, I will ask her." Gerda turned back to the angry scantily clad girl. "What were you wearing, fraulein?" Frieda sighed impatiently. "I was wearing a grey suit and white blouse. It was for an art demonstration in suite 005. Now will you let me go? Or are you just going to gawk some more?" She croaked angrily. Gerdur swiftly updated her partner then flashed Frieda a sympathetic smile. "Sorry Fraulein Kurtmeyer, but you need to stay here until the paramedics arrive." She said before turning on her heels, rushing out the bathroom. Frieda shook her head, tears streaming down her face. "Wait?! Where are you going? Don't fucking leave me, officer!" Now completely alone again, the bound girl slumped resigned on the bowl. "Bitch!" She shouted after the officer.
Suite 005 11:56am
Liesel was just about to lose the sensation in her arms and legs when two very unwelcome green uniformed officers entered the room, eyes narrowing as they saw her. "Hey you! Police, freeze! Hold it right there." Cried the lead officer a balding man as the two rested their hands on their service pistols. As the crowd parted, the bespectacled woman approached the officers. "What is the meaning of this? You can't just barge in here without a warrant and arrest my staff." This brought the young thief all the time she needed. Snatching up her purse, Liesel noticed the officers were standing right next to the second apparatus. Time to cause a little chaos! Using all her strength she pushed the first display onto the second, where it bowled the officers over like dominoes. The crowd immediately began to panic swarming for the exit. Seizing her chance, Liesel kicked off her heels then leapfrogged over the stunned officers melting into the crowd.
Exclusive Coffee, East Locke Gallery Outlet 12:04pm
Liesel didn't stop to look behind her as ran into the lobby. Glancing to the right towards the exit, she noticed a team of paramedics enter running towards the reception. Scheisser! They must have discovered the girl on the toilet, I can't go out that way not yet anyway. I need a change of clothes and quick. Running further down the concourse, she spotted a small coffee shop manned by a single bored looking but cute blonde girl with gentle heart shaped features and almond shaped eyes the colour of teal, dressed in a red buttoned short sleeve shirt, black denim jeans and sensible flat shoes over which was tied a blue and white striped apron with the company logo on the left breast, name tag on the right. Her strawberry blonde hair looped through a matching baseball cap with the logo stitched on the centre. It's not ideal but I have no other choice, besides if I play this right I can make some money while the cops are chasing their tails. And the hat will hide my features. Picking up the pace she walked over.
20 year old Monika Dressler sighed as she flicked through her copy of Kerrang! It had been a slow day so far with only a few customers, since most preferred to take their coffee at the much cheaper Starbucks across the Mühlenstrasse. I really should consider taking that job at Starbucks, they offer a mean employee discount and I will be much closer to Hans, my super boyfriend. Oh if only he would walk in right now, I'am bored stiff. The sound of the door bell to the store tinkling made her look up expectantly, only to be disappointed when an attractive red headed woman wearing a grey suit walked in, taking out her wallet. Well, it's not my lovely Hans but least it's a customer at last. Time to get my game face on. Straightening up she flashed the woman a big friendly smile.
"Güten tag, fraulein. Welcome to Express Coffee, I'am Monika. What can I get you?" Asked the cute little blonde as Liesel sized her up. "Well your outfit would be a great start, babe." She said quickly bringing up her stun gun to her lovely neck. "Wha-ugh!!?" The young barista barely had time to breathe before the thief pressed the activation stud dropping to the floor like a stone. Looking round to check the coast was clear, Liesel closed up the shop then hopped over the the counter. "Sorry girl. It's nothing personal but needs must I don't have much time." She quipped to the unconscious Monika stripping out of her stolen suit, stockings included.
After pulling off Monika's baseball cap and loosening her black scrunchie adopting the ponytail, Liesel untied the barista's apron from her slender waist then removed her shoes from her small feet. Unbuttoning Monika's shirt revealed cute little B-cups enveloped by a lace trim pastel pink camisole, Liesel felt her tits perk up at the sight of the girls nipples peaking through the thin fabric of her underwear has she slipped off the barista's shirt from her slender shoulders. "I guess coming in here wasn't such a bad idea after all, huh?" Liesel chuckled to the unconscious blonde unfastening her trousers, working them off her hips whipping them down her long longs in one smooth pull, exposing her modesty protected by a matching pastel pink lace trim low cut hipster thong.
Liesel quickly got dressed in Monika's uniform, kneeling over her scantly clad sleeping form clad only in her pink underwear and lace pink ankle socks. When she was finished, Liesel bound the young girls wrists and ankles with the stocks gagging her with a dishcloth. The sound of a rattling door interrupted her work, peeking over the lip of the counter Liesel saw to her horror a small queue of people lining up outside. "Scheisser! Well people do need their coffee, looks like I get to play being barista after all, Monika." The thief winked to the bound real barista rolling her body under the counter before walking over to the doors. "Hey, what gives? You aren't usually closed at this hour?" Asked the first young man dressed in a crisp black suit angrily. Liesel flashed the man and the queue a placating smile. "Apologies I was just taking a quick lunch break, come in." Walking back around the counter, she rubbed her hands together. "So welcome to Express Coffee, I'am Monika. What can I get you?"
The Front Lobby 12:35pm
" Verdammt! Where could she have gone? She couldn't have doubled back on us, right?" Cursed Officer Fehlermann as he and his partner scanned the bustling lobby. Neumann shook her head. "Nein, I have a feeling that she's still here." From the corner of her eye she noticed a female paramedic approach them. "Well I will have chat with with the EMTs, see if our Vic can tell us more." He then gestured with his head to the Express Coffee shop. "Why don't you make yourself useful and get us some coffee?" I have a feeling it's going to be one of those days." With that Fehlermann flashed a smile at the pretty paramedic. Rolling her eyes behind his back at her partner's blatant flirtation, the young rookie officer crossed the concourse.
Express Coffee Outlet 12:40pm
"One gluten free cappuccino with whipped cream, that will be €3 euro and 50 cents please." Liesel smiled serving her latest customer, an attractive blonde thirty something in a pinstripe suit. So far she had made at least €30 in the last half hour but had found the job tediously boring in the extreme. As soon as the woman had left the shop, the young thief glanced down at the bound unconscious barista stuffed under the counter. "It looks like I did you a favour replacing you for a bit, honey. No need to thank me- oh wait that's not good." She added seeing the young blonde began to stir. "No we can't have that." Liesel reached for her stun gun in Frieda's handbag, touching it to the bare flesh of Monika's shoulder pressing the activation stud. The girl let out a brief muffled squeak before slumping unconscious again. "Now there's a good girl go back to your nap." Putting her stunner back into the purse, Liesel heard the tinkle of the door bell, announcing another customer. Well I will make this my last customer, gather up the money I have made shut up the shop and get the bloody hell out of - oh fuck me! Her blood ran cold as she saw who her latest customer was. It was one of her pursuers the more prettier one.
"Güten Tag, and welcome to the Coffee Express. My name is Monika. What can I get you, Officer... Neumann?" The attractive red headed barista said flashing Gerda a sweet smile. "Well, Monika it's been a long morning and we are beat looking for this one thief so I will have one latte with one sugar and two drops of milk and my partner will have a black caffe americano with sweetener, please." Monika winked at her fetching two stryofoam cups from behind the counter. "You got it, officer." Neumann looked at the girl getting a distinct impression she had seen her before from somewhere. Could it be her? No surely not. Why would she even come in here? It's just my tired eyes playing tricks on me. Then again she might know something. " Actually fraulein..." She took out her phone bringing up a mug shot of the perp. "...have you seen this woman. Her name is Liesel Holstein?"
Looking at her mugshot, Liesel suppressed a grin. Oh please? Can't they get a different picture of me? I was 18 at the time and robbed a tourist. Besides I have grown up since then. She turned away switching on the kettle. "Can't say I have, officer. She looks like the wrong sort. Why are you looking for her?" She asked with a smirk, preparing the coffee. The officer nodded. "Ja, she's nothing more than a common thief with very sticky fingers. She's picked one to many pockets in the Park An der Spree." With the hot water boiled, she poured it into the cups adding some of her own special "seasoning".
When she was finished, she turned placing the cups on the counter. "Well, I'am sure a pretty officer of the law will bring her to justice." Officer Neumann giggled at the flirt. "Thanks, and it's a pleasure to be served by an attractive redhead. How much do I owe you?" Monika winked placing her hands on the counter. "That will be €7 euro 60 cents, please." Taking out her card, Gerda flashed it on the contactless device on the counter thanking the girl before she took her coffee and reluctantly left the shop.
Liesel sighed as the dumb but gorgeous cop left the store. Contactless? Cheap bitch nobody uses cash anymore. Oh well I just lost out on an extra €7, but perhaps its better not to get too greedy. After all it was greed that got me into this mess in the first place. Time to cut my losses... After she closed up the store, the young thief emptied out the till putting her takings into her stolen points before crouching down at the still sleeping scantily clad Monika. "Here for all your help sweet little Monika..." she said planting a kiss on the girls supple cheek. "...and a little something to remember me by. Auf wiedersehen." Tucking a €5 note into the waistband of the blonde's panties, Liesel blew her a kiss then scooped up Frieda's handbag before leaving through the staff only access door.
Running quickly down the corridor, she came to a service door which opened out into an alley. Untying the apron, Liesel tossed it into an open dumpster then proceeded out the alley back onto the Mühlenstrasse.
The Gallery Lobby 12:51pm
"So boss? Did you learn anything from the vic? Fraulein Kurtmeyer?" Gerda handed Fehlermann his coffee, the man himself to busy mentally undressing the young pretty paramedic with his eyes as she wheeled Kurtmeyer out on a gurney with her male colleagues. "What? Oh yes of course. She said that it was definitely Holstein, red hair tied a into a ponytail..." Gerda spat out a mouthful of her coffee in shock. "Dammit, rookie! That unprofessionalism is going on your record. What the hell's wrong with you?" Gerda facepalmed sighing. "The barista who served me was a red head with a ponytail! Hurensohn! Why didn't I see it before?!" Tossing their coffees into the bin, the two officers ran over to the coffee shop where a young ebony skinned barista was standing outside phone in hand.
"Fraulein? What seems to be the problem?" Asked Fehlermann has the girl replaced her phone in her apron, a quick glance at her name tag informed Gerda that her name was "Carla". Carla nodded. "Yeah it's my friend Monika. I left her to cover for me while I went for lunch. Now I come back to find the store closed. I rang her phone but got no answer she as me a little worried." Fehlermann sighed the frustration evident in his voice. "You don't happen to have a key do you?" Carla reared back indignantly. "Yes as a matter of fact. I was just about to open it but I don't know why it's any concern of yours." Glaring at her old partner's lack of tact, Gerda took a deep breath. "We have reason to believe that the store could have been robbed by a suspect we've been pursuing." The ebony skinned barista gasped in shock, bringing her hand to her mouth. "Oh my god?! Of course let me get the door. Oh Monika..." Carla quickly opened the door, the two officers entered first guns drawn.
"Monika? Monika? Where are you? Say something!" Cried Carla as the two officers sweeped the room guns drawn. The sound of thumping and muffled screams came from behind the counter. "Monika!? Is that you?" Signalling Gerda to take the left hand side, Fehlermann turned to the barista. "Stay back, fraulein. It might not be your friend." As both officers rounded the counter, they both sighed seeing the bound scantily clad Monika dressed only in her pink camisole and panties, tears streaming down her pretty gagged face, a grey suit lay scattered at her feet. "Oh my...Monika!" Carla shrieked appearing at Gerda's side rushing to the bound girl, pulling down her dishcloth gag. "Mmmp-elp me, please! Some crazy red head zapped me and stole my uniform!" Shaking his head, Fehlermann fixed his eyes on the rookie cop. "This on your ass, Neumann." Letting out a roar of frustration which made the two girls jump, Gerda keyed on her radio calling back the paramedics.
Upper Mühlenstrasse 13:00pm
Quickly crossing the road and not looking back Liesel weighed up her options. There's a bus stop near a small embankment just up the road, but it's not due for another 10 minutes. And I think the keystone cops would have found Monika by now, so I might need another change of clothes and a card to pay the fare. As she jogged up the street, Liesel noticed a young girl sitting by herself on a low wall distracted by her phone, with the air of a student about her. She was a pretty little thing with angular features, sharp cheekbones and narrow grey eyes framed by long dyed red hair with blonde highlights, under a black wool knit beanie. She was lithe and petite dressed in a loose grey t-shirt with a large cow skull flashed in white, tight black leather shorts over black tights that covered her long divine legs ending in matching laced leather boots. Overwhich was an olive green coat with a black denim bag looped over her shoulder. Liesel smiled. Shes' a cutie and no mistake and just about my size as well. I could fence that phone off and keep the outfit, plus I can just blend in dressed like that. Hopping over the wall, she crept silently upon the unsuspecting girl stun gun at the ready.
21 year old student Emilia Schneider hummed along to Michael Jackson's Smooth Criminal in German checking her X feed. Mmm, looking good from last night. Finally got a kiss from Mia before we made out in the alley. Just got to change my relationship status to dating...there we go. Now I just have to figure how I'am going to come out to mum and dad-what the-?! "Mmmph!" She screamed into a hand that clamped over her mouth, pulling her over the low wall and before she could get her bears she felt a an electric jolt in the small of her back. Letting out a small muffled squeak, Emilia slumped into her attackers grip. Before she lost consciousness she heard a local girls voice whisper into her ear. "Nothing personal, pretty. I just need to borrow your sweet looking outfit."
After dragging the unconscious girl into the bushes under her shoulders, Liesel rummaged through the students finding her ID. "Hmm? Emilia Schneider, 21, student at Humboldt University? Well what's yours is mine now." After stripping off her barista's uniform and letting her hair down, Liesel popped in Emilia's ear phones nodding appreciatively at her choice in music. "Well fate is not without a sense of irony, eh Emilia? Time to get those clothes off you." She first pulled off the students coat and her hat before unlacing her boots. "What do you know? We are the same size." Liesel said testing the boots against her feet then unzipping Emilia's shorts whipping them off her hips and down her long legs, along with her tights carefully as not to damage them. "Nice thong, sweetie but you can keep it. Doesn't look pricey enough and I'am already covered." The thief said as she glimpsed the solid red g-string thong covering her modesty. Leaning the half naked girl against her, Liesel lifted up her arms pulling the shirt up over her head letting the naked body slump back onto the grass. "Wow! Cute little tits Emilia, brave of you to go braless." The young thief quickly got dressed admiring Emilia's cute but buoyant slightly pointed A-cup breasts with puffy pink areolas.
When she was fully dressed in Emilia's clothes, including her studded earrings Liesel put all of her takings into Emilia's handbag along with her stun gun before looping it over her shoulder. "Thanks Emilia for your cute outfit, enjoy your nap..." kneeling next to the half naked girl, Liesel planted a kiss on her lips eliciting a moan of of pleasure from the sleeping student. "...and your welcome. Auf wiedersehen." Chuckling she left the girl sprawled in just her thong in the bushes, hopping over the low wall.
And not a moment too soon. Just as more police vehicles arrived on the scene the number 151 bus to Mitte was fast approaching the stop. Sticking out her hand, Liesel flagged down the bus grinning has she saw the two bumbling officers leave the gallery to fill in their sergeant. Stepping on the bus she was greeted by a genial heavy set bus driver, who flashed her a smile. "Erm, Humboldt University please, young adult single." The bus driver nodded. "Well that's €2 on account of your student discount." Liesel couldn't believe her luck. Student discount, huh? I could get used to this. Taking out Emilia's card she scanned it, relieved when she saw the green light flash. Thanking the man, she went down the packed bus feeling a tug behind her navel as it pulled away heading north. Sliding into the nearest empty seat, Liesel flicked through Emilia's phone liking the girls taste in 80s music. Selecting A Dandy Highwayman , the young thief relaxed into her seat a smile writ large on her face. She was looking forward to seeing just how much students had on them and to abuse that student discount. Preferably without the law on her ass.
Mühlenstrasse, Friedrichshain, Berlin, Saturday 15th August 2024 11:00am
" Halt, Polizei!" Liesel Holstein heard has she bobbed and weaved through the crowded streets of Mühlenstrasse, evading the pursuing officers of the Berlin Police; one a male and the other a pretty blonde. Her morning had started pretty well, all things considered. She had picking the pockets of pretty tourists at the Park an der Spree but had gotten to greedy and was spotted by her pursuers, hence the chase. At 21 Liesel was an high school dropout and troubled orphan who was no stranger to a police cell but wasn't stupid or naive. All the lessons she had learned her street smarts was gained from the university of life. She had learned how to pick pockets and run a good shell game from the best thieves in Berlin with a silver tongue to boot. This along with her slightly squared freckled features, prominent cheekbones, piercing blue eyes and long auburn hair tied into a long ponytail, proved effective in talking many a pretty girl into her bed, where she would relieve them of their money, designer clothes or sometimes just enjoy the pleasure of their company, or all three. But she would leave them without nary a note on the nightstand. Yes, definitely the love them and leave them type. And if all that didn't work then she always had her little shocker, not that she enjoyed inflicting pain on women but she did what she had to do to survive. I really need to shake these two pigs or it's the back of a patrol car again, think Liesel...
A quick glance over her shoulder informed Liesel that while the officers where still on her ass, they were losing ground and the busy summer crowds had caused them to lose eye contact for a moment buying her some time. Turning to her left she caught of the Locke at East Side Gallery, a crowd of tourists were just walking through the front entrance. An Art Gallery? That's a good a place as any to hide, maybe catch my breath and come up with an escape plan? Slowing down her pace, she latched onto the group melting into the crowd.
Locke at East Side Gallery, Friedrichshain, Berlin 11:20am
Taking refuge in an alcove in the central lobby, Liesel scanned the bustling lobby an idea forming in her mind. Well, I definitely need a change of clothes and look. If I stay dressed like this then I will get arrested. It's too bad, I really liked this jacket and the girl I took it off wasn't half bad either but needs must... Looking around the pickpocket noticed a number of young attractive women that would suit her needs, but the problem was they were in groups with their friends or boyfriends and it would be impossible to drag them away into the shadows without getting spotted. Then after five minutes Liesel spied a potential mark heading towards the women's toilet.
She was a pretty brunette dressed in a charcoal grey suit jacket, with matching pencil skirt, long divine legs covered by black translucent stockings, black riding gloves and matching high heels with a high collared white blouse underneath. The girl was a looker with gentle rounded features, sloping cheekbones and big brown eyes highlighted by dark makeup. Her long dark brown hair tied and braided into an elaborate bun. Well, well aren't you sweet? Not really my style but I can't afford to be choosy, not with the law breathing down my neck. Besides, wearing that I could just walk right past those dumb flatfoots and be home free. Her mind made up, Liesel followed the brunette into the bathroom.
Women's Bathroom
Liking what she saw in the mirror, 22 year old Frieda Kurtmeyer smacked her lips together as she applied her wine red lipstick. All this trouble for sitting around for two hours. Well at least I'am getting paid a lot of euros and getting out of attending my tax law lecture. The sound of the bathroom door opening behind her drew her attention to the reflection of a cute red head wearing a gorgeous red leather jacket in the mirror. She flashed the girl a flirty smile which to her surprise was returned. "Hey, meine liebschen. I really like your suit, very fetching indeed." Frieda giggled at the pretty girl, applying her mascara. "Danke schon, fraulein. It's not mine exactly but the galleries." The red head with one hand behind her back looked her up and down, giving Frieda the impression she was being sized up. "Well, you wouldn't mind then if I borrowed it liebschen?" Frieda blinked in surprise. "W-what?! Ugh!" Frieda didn't see the stun gun shoot to her slender neck, but felt the electric shock course through her petite body like a tidal wave along her nervous system. Letting out a brief squeak of pain, the young woman collapsed unconscious to the tiled floor a pretty marionette with her strings cut.
"Sorry, pretty. I hope that I didn't hurt you too much but I need your clothes more than you do right now." Liesel whispered into the unconscious brunettes ear, picking her up under her shoulders and dragging her towards the waiting cubicle behind her. Planting the girl onto the toilet bowl, Liesel stripped out of her clothes then got to work. "What lovely long hair, you look much better with your hair down, liebe." She remarked adopted the girls elaborate bun admiring her marks silky dark brown hair before slipping off her heels and gloves. After unfastening the brunette's suit jacket, pulling off the garment one arm at a time Liesel unbuttoned the girls blouse revealing a hint of buoyant young breasts covered by a racy black lace low cut bra. "Very sexy underwear, babe. If only we had more time then I would definitely take a peak." Unzipping the skirt at the side, Liesel whipped it from around the brunette's slender hips and down her long stocking covering legs, exposing matching black lace shorts protecting her modesty. "And kinky underwear too, mhmm. Well you can keep those, love. But i will be needing your stockings, sorry about that." Liesel smiled at the brunette, gently rolling off her stockings one leg at a time leaving the girl slumped on the toilet bowl clad only in her racy black lace underwear, long brown hair dangling around her shoulders.
Once she had finishing getting dressed in the woman's clothes, Liesel tore up her tank top binding and gagging the scantily clad girl. "Thanks very much for your help, liebschen. The suit fits me like a glove, although the shoes are a size smaller." Smiling she straddled the young girl, planting a kiss on her cheek. "See you around, cutie." Closing the cubicle door on the sleeping bound girl, Liesel walked over to the handbag by the sinks and applied some of the make-up to look the part of a professional girl. Satisfied by her new look, she put her stun gun in the purse looping it over her shoulder before leaving the bathroom.
The Front Lobby, 11:35am
As soon as she left the bathroom, Liesel noticed the two officers enter through the glass double doors smiling the young thief started to make for the exit. Suddenly before she could place one foot in front of the other, Liesel felt a hand clamp on her shoulder turning her around to bring her face to face with a pretty sable haired brunette dressed exactly like her, bright hazel eyes framed by horn rimmed glasses. "There you are! We've been looking all over the place for you! Are you finally ready?" Liesel blinked in surprise unsure what to say but quickly recovered. "Er..Yes! I'am all set to go. Um, what are we going to do exactly?" She asked the woman who let out a sigh of exasperation, pinching her nose. "Seriously? Is your memory really that bad? Dunkopf! The art demonstration, today?" Noticing the officers where beginning to question witnesses out of the corner of her eye, Liesel playing along. "Of course, sorry I had a late night and slept over. My bad." Rolling her eyes, the woman grabbed Liesel's hand. "It doesn't matter. Come on, we're already running late as it is." She said leading her out of the lobby towards a large side room.
Suite 005, Locke at East Side Gallery 11:45am
When she entered the room, Liesel was surprised to see a crowd of people gathered around two curious looking apparatus that if she didn't know any better looked like something she would see in a BDSM store. Not that she was into that sort of thing. And this is what passes for modern art these days? Sheesh. It's no wonder you don't see many art thieves these days. "What the hell are you waiting for, fraulein? Get on." The bespectacled brunette sighed seeing Liesel's hesitation, as another pretty brunette clambered on the right hand side apparatus adopting a stress position. Reluctantly, Liesel copied the woman while her mind worked on how see could possibly get out of this rat trap. Scheisse! Damn it, I just thought she was just another suit on her way to work. Serves me right for jumping the gun. Well, I need a way out or else the law's gonna catch up. Sighing, she assumed the position as the crowd snapped her with their smartphones.
The Front Lobby, Same Moment
"Are you sure you saw our perp run into this place, Neumann?" Asked Officer Fehlermann as they continued questioning the queue in the gallery lobby. Officer Gerda Neumann, an attractive woman with short blonde hair tied into a ponytail under her police hat nodded. "Ja, it was just a moments glance but I definitely saw her duck into this place." Fehlermann a middle aged balding officer who had at least 10 years under his belt sighed. "Then why would she come in here? The only rear exit is to the river. She's cornering herself. Nevermind, take a look in the women's bathroom. She might be hiding out in there. I'll keep asking around. Who knows? We might get lucky." Nodding, Officer Gerda walked towards the ladies bathroom.
The Women's Bathroom 11:49am
As she walked into the bathroom which was seemingly deserted, Officer Gerda Neumann could hear muffled female moans from one of the middle cubicles. Resting her hand on her Glock, Gerda advanced cautiously "Fraulein? This is the Berlin Police. Come slowly with your hands up, and get face down on the floor, now." She was answered by more frantic and insistent female moaning from the cubicle in front of her. Getting down on her hands on knees, Gerda's eyes widened. "What the hell...?" She gasped seeing a pair of bound bare female feet and a pile clothes scattered around them. Rising she opened the down to reveal a pretty distressed bound brunette girl, clad only in sexy black lingerie tears streaming down her face. "Mmmph!?" The girl screamed indignantly into her gag. "Oh mein gott. It's okay, help is here fraulein. Who did this to you?" Gerda replied kneeling by the stricken woman, pulling down her gag.
"Mmph-ou stop gawking at me officer! Some crazy girl zapped me with a stun gun and stole my clothes!" The brunette shrieked. "Fraulein. Please calm down while I get you help. What's your name?" The girl rolled her eyes shaking her head. " It's Frieda Kurtmeyer and are you kidding me?! Calm down?! Screw you!" The girl cried as Gerda activated her radio. "Fehlermann? It's Neumann. She's here alright. Our perp cold cocked a girl in the bathroom and stole her clothes, you better call an ambulance. The suspect is going to look completely different. Alright, I will ask her." Gerda turned back to the angry scantily clad girl. "What were you wearing, fraulein?" Frieda sighed impatiently. "I was wearing a grey suit and white blouse. It was for an art demonstration in suite 005. Now will you let me go? Or are you just going to gawk some more?" She croaked angrily. Gerdur swiftly updated her partner then flashed Frieda a sympathetic smile. "Sorry Fraulein Kurtmeyer, but you need to stay here until the paramedics arrive." She said before turning on her heels, rushing out the bathroom. Frieda shook her head, tears streaming down her face. "Wait?! Where are you going? Don't fucking leave me, officer!" Now completely alone again, the bound girl slumped resigned on the bowl. "Bitch!" She shouted after the officer.
Suite 005 11:56am
Liesel was just about to lose the sensation in her arms and legs when two very unwelcome green uniformed officers entered the room, eyes narrowing as they saw her. "Hey you! Police, freeze! Hold it right there." Cried the lead officer a balding man as the two rested their hands on their service pistols. As the crowd parted, the bespectacled woman approached the officers. "What is the meaning of this? You can't just barge in here without a warrant and arrest my staff." This brought the young thief all the time she needed. Snatching up her purse, Liesel noticed the officers were standing right next to the second apparatus. Time to cause a little chaos! Using all her strength she pushed the first display onto the second, where it bowled the officers over like dominoes. The crowd immediately began to panic swarming for the exit. Seizing her chance, Liesel kicked off her heels then leapfrogged over the stunned officers melting into the crowd.
Exclusive Coffee, East Locke Gallery Outlet 12:04pm
Liesel didn't stop to look behind her as ran into the lobby. Glancing to the right towards the exit, she noticed a team of paramedics enter running towards the reception. Scheisser! They must have discovered the girl on the toilet, I can't go out that way not yet anyway. I need a change of clothes and quick. Running further down the concourse, she spotted a small coffee shop manned by a single bored looking but cute blonde girl with gentle heart shaped features and almond shaped eyes the colour of teal, dressed in a red buttoned short sleeve shirt, black denim jeans and sensible flat shoes over which was tied a blue and white striped apron with the company logo on the left breast, name tag on the right. Her strawberry blonde hair looped through a matching baseball cap with the logo stitched on the centre. It's not ideal but I have no other choice, besides if I play this right I can make some money while the cops are chasing their tails. And the hat will hide my features. Picking up the pace she walked over.
20 year old Monika Dressler sighed as she flicked through her copy of Kerrang! It had been a slow day so far with only a few customers, since most preferred to take their coffee at the much cheaper Starbucks across the Mühlenstrasse. I really should consider taking that job at Starbucks, they offer a mean employee discount and I will be much closer to Hans, my super boyfriend. Oh if only he would walk in right now, I'am bored stiff. The sound of the door bell to the store tinkling made her look up expectantly, only to be disappointed when an attractive red headed woman wearing a grey suit walked in, taking out her wallet. Well, it's not my lovely Hans but least it's a customer at last. Time to get my game face on. Straightening up she flashed the woman a big friendly smile.
"Güten tag, fraulein. Welcome to Express Coffee, I'am Monika. What can I get you?" Asked the cute little blonde as Liesel sized her up. "Well your outfit would be a great start, babe." She said quickly bringing up her stun gun to her lovely neck. "Wha-ugh!!?" The young barista barely had time to breathe before the thief pressed the activation stud dropping to the floor like a stone. Looking round to check the coast was clear, Liesel closed up the shop then hopped over the the counter. "Sorry girl. It's nothing personal but needs must I don't have much time." She quipped to the unconscious Monika stripping out of her stolen suit, stockings included.
After pulling off Monika's baseball cap and loosening her black scrunchie adopting the ponytail, Liesel untied the barista's apron from her slender waist then removed her shoes from her small feet. Unbuttoning Monika's shirt revealed cute little B-cups enveloped by a lace trim pastel pink camisole, Liesel felt her tits perk up at the sight of the girls nipples peaking through the thin fabric of her underwear has she slipped off the barista's shirt from her slender shoulders. "I guess coming in here wasn't such a bad idea after all, huh?" Liesel chuckled to the unconscious blonde unfastening her trousers, working them off her hips whipping them down her long longs in one smooth pull, exposing her modesty protected by a matching pastel pink lace trim low cut hipster thong.
Liesel quickly got dressed in Monika's uniform, kneeling over her scantly clad sleeping form clad only in her pink underwear and lace pink ankle socks. When she was finished, Liesel bound the young girls wrists and ankles with the stocks gagging her with a dishcloth. The sound of a rattling door interrupted her work, peeking over the lip of the counter Liesel saw to her horror a small queue of people lining up outside. "Scheisser! Well people do need their coffee, looks like I get to play being barista after all, Monika." The thief winked to the bound real barista rolling her body under the counter before walking over to the doors. "Hey, what gives? You aren't usually closed at this hour?" Asked the first young man dressed in a crisp black suit angrily. Liesel flashed the man and the queue a placating smile. "Apologies I was just taking a quick lunch break, come in." Walking back around the counter, she rubbed her hands together. "So welcome to Express Coffee, I'am Monika. What can I get you?"
The Front Lobby 12:35pm
" Verdammt! Where could she have gone? She couldn't have doubled back on us, right?" Cursed Officer Fehlermann as he and his partner scanned the bustling lobby. Neumann shook her head. "Nein, I have a feeling that she's still here." From the corner of her eye she noticed a female paramedic approach them. "Well I will have chat with with the EMTs, see if our Vic can tell us more." He then gestured with his head to the Express Coffee shop. "Why don't you make yourself useful and get us some coffee?" I have a feeling it's going to be one of those days." With that Fehlermann flashed a smile at the pretty paramedic. Rolling her eyes behind his back at her partner's blatant flirtation, the young rookie officer crossed the concourse.
Express Coffee Outlet 12:40pm
"One gluten free cappuccino with whipped cream, that will be €3 euro and 50 cents please." Liesel smiled serving her latest customer, an attractive blonde thirty something in a pinstripe suit. So far she had made at least €30 in the last half hour but had found the job tediously boring in the extreme. As soon as the woman had left the shop, the young thief glanced down at the bound unconscious barista stuffed under the counter. "It looks like I did you a favour replacing you for a bit, honey. No need to thank me- oh wait that's not good." She added seeing the young blonde began to stir. "No we can't have that." Liesel reached for her stun gun in Frieda's handbag, touching it to the bare flesh of Monika's shoulder pressing the activation stud. The girl let out a brief muffled squeak before slumping unconscious again. "Now there's a good girl go back to your nap." Putting her stunner back into the purse, Liesel heard the tinkle of the door bell, announcing another customer. Well I will make this my last customer, gather up the money I have made shut up the shop and get the bloody hell out of - oh fuck me! Her blood ran cold as she saw who her latest customer was. It was one of her pursuers the more prettier one.
"Güten Tag, and welcome to the Coffee Express. My name is Monika. What can I get you, Officer... Neumann?" The attractive red headed barista said flashing Gerda a sweet smile. "Well, Monika it's been a long morning and we are beat looking for this one thief so I will have one latte with one sugar and two drops of milk and my partner will have a black caffe americano with sweetener, please." Monika winked at her fetching two stryofoam cups from behind the counter. "You got it, officer." Neumann looked at the girl getting a distinct impression she had seen her before from somewhere. Could it be her? No surely not. Why would she even come in here? It's just my tired eyes playing tricks on me. Then again she might know something. " Actually fraulein..." She took out her phone bringing up a mug shot of the perp. "...have you seen this woman. Her name is Liesel Holstein?"
Looking at her mugshot, Liesel suppressed a grin. Oh please? Can't they get a different picture of me? I was 18 at the time and robbed a tourist. Besides I have grown up since then. She turned away switching on the kettle. "Can't say I have, officer. She looks like the wrong sort. Why are you looking for her?" She asked with a smirk, preparing the coffee. The officer nodded. "Ja, she's nothing more than a common thief with very sticky fingers. She's picked one to many pockets in the Park An der Spree." With the hot water boiled, she poured it into the cups adding some of her own special "seasoning".
When she was finished, she turned placing the cups on the counter. "Well, I'am sure a pretty officer of the law will bring her to justice." Officer Neumann giggled at the flirt. "Thanks, and it's a pleasure to be served by an attractive redhead. How much do I owe you?" Monika winked placing her hands on the counter. "That will be €7 euro 60 cents, please." Taking out her card, Gerda flashed it on the contactless device on the counter thanking the girl before she took her coffee and reluctantly left the shop.
Liesel sighed as the dumb but gorgeous cop left the store. Contactless? Cheap bitch nobody uses cash anymore. Oh well I just lost out on an extra €7, but perhaps its better not to get too greedy. After all it was greed that got me into this mess in the first place. Time to cut my losses... After she closed up the store, the young thief emptied out the till putting her takings into her stolen points before crouching down at the still sleeping scantily clad Monika. "Here for all your help sweet little Monika..." she said planting a kiss on the girls supple cheek. "...and a little something to remember me by. Auf wiedersehen." Tucking a €5 note into the waistband of the blonde's panties, Liesel blew her a kiss then scooped up Frieda's handbag before leaving through the staff only access door.
Running quickly down the corridor, she came to a service door which opened out into an alley. Untying the apron, Liesel tossed it into an open dumpster then proceeded out the alley back onto the Mühlenstrasse.
The Gallery Lobby 12:51pm
"So boss? Did you learn anything from the vic? Fraulein Kurtmeyer?" Gerda handed Fehlermann his coffee, the man himself to busy mentally undressing the young pretty paramedic with his eyes as she wheeled Kurtmeyer out on a gurney with her male colleagues. "What? Oh yes of course. She said that it was definitely Holstein, red hair tied a into a ponytail..." Gerda spat out a mouthful of her coffee in shock. "Dammit, rookie! That unprofessionalism is going on your record. What the hell's wrong with you?" Gerda facepalmed sighing. "The barista who served me was a red head with a ponytail! Hurensohn! Why didn't I see it before?!" Tossing their coffees into the bin, the two officers ran over to the coffee shop where a young ebony skinned barista was standing outside phone in hand.
"Fraulein? What seems to be the problem?" Asked Fehlermann has the girl replaced her phone in her apron, a quick glance at her name tag informed Gerda that her name was "Carla". Carla nodded. "Yeah it's my friend Monika. I left her to cover for me while I went for lunch. Now I come back to find the store closed. I rang her phone but got no answer she as me a little worried." Fehlermann sighed the frustration evident in his voice. "You don't happen to have a key do you?" Carla reared back indignantly. "Yes as a matter of fact. I was just about to open it but I don't know why it's any concern of yours." Glaring at her old partner's lack of tact, Gerda took a deep breath. "We have reason to believe that the store could have been robbed by a suspect we've been pursuing." The ebony skinned barista gasped in shock, bringing her hand to her mouth. "Oh my god?! Of course let me get the door. Oh Monika..." Carla quickly opened the door, the two officers entered first guns drawn.
"Monika? Monika? Where are you? Say something!" Cried Carla as the two officers sweeped the room guns drawn. The sound of thumping and muffled screams came from behind the counter. "Monika!? Is that you?" Signalling Gerda to take the left hand side, Fehlermann turned to the barista. "Stay back, fraulein. It might not be your friend." As both officers rounded the counter, they both sighed seeing the bound scantily clad Monika dressed only in her pink camisole and panties, tears streaming down her pretty gagged face, a grey suit lay scattered at her feet. "Oh my...Monika!" Carla shrieked appearing at Gerda's side rushing to the bound girl, pulling down her dishcloth gag. "Mmmp-elp me, please! Some crazy red head zapped me and stole my uniform!" Shaking his head, Fehlermann fixed his eyes on the rookie cop. "This on your ass, Neumann." Letting out a roar of frustration which made the two girls jump, Gerda keyed on her radio calling back the paramedics.
Upper Mühlenstrasse 13:00pm
Quickly crossing the road and not looking back Liesel weighed up her options. There's a bus stop near a small embankment just up the road, but it's not due for another 10 minutes. And I think the keystone cops would have found Monika by now, so I might need another change of clothes and a card to pay the fare. As she jogged up the street, Liesel noticed a young girl sitting by herself on a low wall distracted by her phone, with the air of a student about her. She was a pretty little thing with angular features, sharp cheekbones and narrow grey eyes framed by long dyed red hair with blonde highlights, under a black wool knit beanie. She was lithe and petite dressed in a loose grey t-shirt with a large cow skull flashed in white, tight black leather shorts over black tights that covered her long divine legs ending in matching laced leather boots. Overwhich was an olive green coat with a black denim bag looped over her shoulder. Liesel smiled. Shes' a cutie and no mistake and just about my size as well. I could fence that phone off and keep the outfit, plus I can just blend in dressed like that. Hopping over the wall, she crept silently upon the unsuspecting girl stun gun at the ready.
21 year old student Emilia Schneider hummed along to Michael Jackson's Smooth Criminal in German checking her X feed. Mmm, looking good from last night. Finally got a kiss from Mia before we made out in the alley. Just got to change my relationship status to dating...there we go. Now I just have to figure how I'am going to come out to mum and dad-what the-?! "Mmmph!" She screamed into a hand that clamped over her mouth, pulling her over the low wall and before she could get her bears she felt a an electric jolt in the small of her back. Letting out a small muffled squeak, Emilia slumped into her attackers grip. Before she lost consciousness she heard a local girls voice whisper into her ear. "Nothing personal, pretty. I just need to borrow your sweet looking outfit."
After dragging the unconscious girl into the bushes under her shoulders, Liesel rummaged through the students finding her ID. "Hmm? Emilia Schneider, 21, student at Humboldt University? Well what's yours is mine now." After stripping off her barista's uniform and letting her hair down, Liesel popped in Emilia's ear phones nodding appreciatively at her choice in music. "Well fate is not without a sense of irony, eh Emilia? Time to get those clothes off you." She first pulled off the students coat and her hat before unlacing her boots. "What do you know? We are the same size." Liesel said testing the boots against her feet then unzipping Emilia's shorts whipping them off her hips and down her long legs, along with her tights carefully as not to damage them. "Nice thong, sweetie but you can keep it. Doesn't look pricey enough and I'am already covered." The thief said as she glimpsed the solid red g-string thong covering her modesty. Leaning the half naked girl against her, Liesel lifted up her arms pulling the shirt up over her head letting the naked body slump back onto the grass. "Wow! Cute little tits Emilia, brave of you to go braless." The young thief quickly got dressed admiring Emilia's cute but buoyant slightly pointed A-cup breasts with puffy pink areolas.
When she was fully dressed in Emilia's clothes, including her studded earrings Liesel put all of her takings into Emilia's handbag along with her stun gun before looping it over her shoulder. "Thanks Emilia for your cute outfit, enjoy your nap..." kneeling next to the half naked girl, Liesel planted a kiss on her lips eliciting a moan of of pleasure from the sleeping student. "...and your welcome. Auf wiedersehen." Chuckling she left the girl sprawled in just her thong in the bushes, hopping over the low wall.
And not a moment too soon. Just as more police vehicles arrived on the scene the number 151 bus to Mitte was fast approaching the stop. Sticking out her hand, Liesel flagged down the bus grinning has she saw the two bumbling officers leave the gallery to fill in their sergeant. Stepping on the bus she was greeted by a genial heavy set bus driver, who flashed her a smile. "Erm, Humboldt University please, young adult single." The bus driver nodded. "Well that's €2 on account of your student discount." Liesel couldn't believe her luck. Student discount, huh? I could get used to this. Taking out Emilia's card she scanned it, relieved when she saw the green light flash. Thanking the man, she went down the packed bus feeling a tug behind her navel as it pulled away heading north. Sliding into the nearest empty seat, Liesel flicked through Emilia's phone liking the girls taste in 80s music. Selecting A Dandy Highwayman , the young thief relaxed into her seat a smile writ large on her face. She was looking forward to seeing just how much students had on them and to abuse that student discount. Preferably without the law on her ass.
