I have been working as a security guard at a small department store for about 3 years now. There must be at least 5 people a day who try and shoplift. I catch most of them but there are of course the odd few who manage to sneak through. Normally they only do it the once and don't come back but this one girl that I had noticed, decided to keep coming back every few months.
I noticed her particularly because she had very distinctive hair. She tried to cover it up with a hoodie but you could still see it was a striking red colour which in turn meant that I noticed that she had a nose ring as well.
I had noticed her about four or five times over the last couple of months so she was becoming a lot more regular. She normally came in with a friend which made it hard to catch her in the act as the friend was the distraction but this time she was alone.
She seemed to slowly make her way to the back of the store, near the make up. I kept an eye on her but also kept my distance, trying to catch her in the act.
She was looking around to see if she was being watched and then turned her back to me. I saw her reach under her skirt and wondered what she was doing then as I got closer I saw her put something in her handbag.
"Excuse me Miss, can you come with me please." I caught her off guard as I placed my hand on her arm to stop her running. She seemed scared and looked around but realised she had nowhere to go.
I led her into the staff area, towards security room. We had an interview room as the ones that were caught had their items searched. I led her into the room and closing the door behind me, turned the lock so as not to be disturbed.
"I didn't do anything. Why have you brought me in here?! You need to let me go!" She started saying all this to me, she seemed a bit full of herself.
"What's your name?" I asked her as I started to fill out a form that was on the table for this very occasion.
"I ain't telling you jack shit and there is nothing you can do about it." Jeez, she seemed very cocky for someone who had just been caught shop lifting. Maybe I need to bring her down a peg or two.
"Sit the fuck down and answer my question!" I screamed in her face. She seemed taken aback by this as she made her way to the chair. "Stacey, Stacey Cuthbert."
"Well Stacey, I'm afraid today isn't your lucky day. I have been watching you for weeks now and I finally caught you. I have seen how much stuff you have been stealing. I'm going to have to call the police." This seemed to really scare her as she started begging me not do that.
"I will decide afterwards what I am going to do. Firstly, let's see what you stole." I said sternly as I tipped her bag out. There was a lot of stuff with tags on in her bag. "Someone had been busy. Is this everything?" I asked her looking in her eyes,. "Y-y-yes." She stammered back at me. I remembered that I saw her reaching under her skirt in the store.
"I don't believe you. Now stand up!" She looked at me to see if I was serious and realised I was as she slowly stood up. As she stood there, I moved around the table, grabbing a pair of medical gloves from the side. The sound of the snap on my wrist echoed throughout the room as I told her to turn around and spread time she did what she was told without hesitation.
I kicked her legs apart and just looked at her for a minute. She was wearing a black hoodie which she still had over her head, a neat black skirt topped off with trainers. This was an interesting look I thought to myself.
I began to pat her down, starting at her arms and making my way down her legs to her ankles. As I moved back up, my hands were checking the inside up her legs as my hands found their way to her ass cheeks under her skirt. I then proceeded to feel between her legs as I let my fingers linger against her pantie covered snatch.
