It was after one in the morning, the thief was about to make her hit, this would be the sixth house that she broke into. It wasn't this neighborhood but the others nearby and word spread quickly of the break-ins.
The house was dark, no car was in the driveway, and there was no garage. The thief chucked to herself, "I wonder what goodies lay in this house."
The thief makes her way to the unsuspecting the house. She takes out a crowbar and aims for the window. It took a few minutes but she is able to get the window open. She throws a bag inside and then leaps up and a second later she's in the house. She makes her way slowly through the house. "There's such a treasure trove of goodies." The thief begins her shopping spree.
Out of nowhere a person appears and their eyes meet. The thief pulls out a gun but the owner of house is quick and kicks the gun out her hand. The owner tackles her. The two roll across the floor. She's on top and starts bashing the owner's head but he's able to roll on top of her. She kicks him off and takes out a knife. The owner trips her before she could make a move. She gets up but he gets her in a sleeper hold and after a few minutes of struggling the thief is down for the count.
The female thief regains conscious and finds her arms restrained and her clothes save her black bra and black thong removed.
"Struggle all you want you're not getting out."
The thief turns her head to see the man staring at her.
"I thought you were a man at first but imagine my surprise to know that the person responsible for the break-ins is a woman, a very attractive one at that."
"Who are you?" The thief while struggling.
"My name is Bob, the owner of this house, whom you wish to steal from."
The thief continued to struggle.