A thief and her bodyguard (funredlips x solace)

[funredlips]

It was definitely not something she was used to. Other interviews had always involved, more or less, a set of questions to be able to judge her judgment and a long physical test to be able to score her agility and strength. But it seemed her new employers were already familiar with her work and instead were interested in a different aspect. She pulled at the grey tailored leather jacket they had sent her. The clothes felt expensive, something someone from an important family would most likely wear. The blouse underneath the jacket felt soft against her skin and the jeans she wore looked to have been made only for her. She looked at the two men that were currently escorting her inside, and in truth their black suits were something she was more used to getting as a uniform. A blouse, a jacket, jeans, heels, and a purse she would’ve expected to get as a gift, but never as a uniform.

Lilith looked forward once more as the men stopped to open a door for her. They gestured her to keep going in, as they seemed to wait outside. She knew that the job involved taking care of the daughter of the politicians, she had the girl’s and parents’ complete information but she had yet to even see a mere photo of them. Lilith felt somewhat ashamed at that seeing as she should be more aware of the political figure, but she had heard that it wasn’t really easy to spot them and only the husband seemed to make any interviews with the press. She had also been informed of the odd particularities of the job, thoughts she never thought they would go this far. Today they were making sure she looked more like one of her daughter’s friends than a bodyguard, when standing next to the girl. Of course they had assured her that the job was most likely hers already, but they of course wanted to have a formal meeting first and to make sure that the pictures they had seen allowed them to assume correctly about how well she would blend in. She breathed in deep before walking into the room expecting to meet her new employers.

 

[solace]

Katrina Maclain waited with both of her parents. She was utterly bored and quite frankly, being here was a complete waste of her time. On the limo ride over, her father had explained the situation. She was getting her own bodyguard. Whoop-dee-do. If there was one thing her parents should have figured out a long time ago, was that she didn't play well with others. Katrina had a tutor once when she was in high school. Within the week, she drove the tutor away with the, no amount of money is worth this, attitude. Now that Katrina was 18, her father figured it was time for her own bodyguard, but she already knew how this was going to play out. The bodyguard would stick to her like glue and Katrina would find some way to make her look bad or drive her insane and she would be gone. It wouldn't be as quick as a week, but she estimated the bodyguard would at least last the month before unexpectedly quitting. It would have been better if Katrina had a say in the bodyguard, then she could at least say no and be done with it, but this was something her father was imposing on her once again. What did he think was going to happen, an assassination attempt? a kidnapping? blackmail? some crazy dude getting too close? Katrina had been through it all and if there was one thing she learned at a very young age, is you better know how to defend yourself.

Katrina was forced to wear a skirt, at least knees length, with a blouse and everything. It most certainly wasn't her style and she was planning at least three different ways to lose, and or, destroy the damn outfit. There was a knock interrupting her thoughts and the door opened. Two men dressed very nice stepped in but they weren't new, she knew the two, quite cool guys actually, she would much rather have one of them. Both of the men stepped aside and a woman approached. What the hell? She didn't look much older than herself and she was the bodyguard? There was going to be some stopping point for this chick. She was smaller than Katrina and she didn't even look like she could hold her own, against anyone really. Katrina's mouth hung open in a sort of disgusted scowl. She couldn't believe her father would accept this pathetic excuse for a bodyguard, but there might be some hope for the situation. It had been some time since she had been able to test out her seductive charm and overall sex appeal. She would try them out on this woman, maybe she might snag the lure, but if anything the awkwardness she produced would at least amuse her for a while. Katrina's father stepped forward already starting the introductions and welcome. From what Katrina had heard in the car, the woman was already hired.

 

[funredlips]

Lilith smiled at the father politely nodding and voicing her thanks and appreciation at being offered the job. In just a few seconds her eyes fell upon Katrina and if she could guess she would say the girl didn’t seem to be to please with the whole scenario. She would have to agree with the girl on this one, it couldn’t be enjoyable to have someone follow you around all day. Though another part of her just seemed to be frustrated with the thought that she would be in charge of an unwilling participant. She had to admit Katrina was a stunning looking girl, she would guess that weather or not her family was important it would be good for the girl to have some security even if it was simple self defense. “I read in the things that were sent to me that you would like a twenty-four hour watch and have requested for me to move into the house, am I right?” She asked as her eyes left Katrina to move towards the father once more. “Yes, yes we believe that it will help our daughter get more comfortable with having you around at all times if you’re part of the staff in the household. Now let me see?” The father seemed to step back now looking from his daughter to Lilith with questionable eyes. “Yes you two blend in rather well. If I hadn’t heard about your previous jobs and know where you were trained I wouldn’t even believe you knew self defense.”

Lilith never knew weather to take that as a compliment or an offense, so she just shrugged some as she looked back at Katrina with some curiosity. “Katrina and the staff will show you to your room. You’re job starts as soon as you’ve placed your belonging in the room. We need to leave for an event in just a few minutes so any other questions can be answered some other time. I was assured that you were willing to take the job were you not?”

“Yes, definitely. There’ll be no problem with me accepting your conditions.” As she spoke the doors opened once more and the parents seemed to both begin to move towards the new set of guard that were waiting for them. The father stopped and turned around to look at Katrina. “Please let us know if there are any inconveniences as soon as we get back.” Lilith felt a bit strange that although the sentence seemed to be directed at her they were still looking at Katrina as though it was more of a warning to the girl.

Lilith stepped towards Katrina, standing next to her and standing in complete perfect posture, the only thing that seemed to make her look similar to the other bodyguards right now. “Miss Maclain.” She’s spoke formally to the girl as she would with any other of her clients, thought she admitted that it was strange to have her first younger client. “It’s nice to meet you. I’m here solely for you benefit and I hope that you aren’t to bothered by the situation. Is there anything you’d like to know that your parents haven’t already informed you of?”

 

[solace]

Katrina understood her father all right. It was a clear message, don't fuck this up because no matter what you will have a bodyguard. Oh well, she would just have to make due and as if on cue, Lilith the bodyguard came up right next to her. Katrina was just a little taller. The door remained open as the other guards and her parents left. Then came the monologue of how "this is for your benefit and "I'm here to serve" and "yada yada yada..." Katrina barely looked at Lilith and didn't even say anything before leaving the room. Since the guards were gone, it was up to her to show the new "guest" to her room. Aside from that small room, the rest of the manor was quite big. It was a privilege for her new bodyguard to even stay in the main section which was reserved for Katrina and her parents and whatever important guests might be staying, but it was clear the bodyguard would be working 24/7.

Katrina walked up the main staircase towards the front of the house. This would take them to the hallway with Katrina's room and the other guest rooms. Katrina stopped at the beginning of the hallway and turned around. Her eyes were cast aside as if she were intentionally avoiding her bodyguard. "This is where you'll be staying," she said pointing a thumb at the first door on the left. "Your stuff will be here whenever the servants get it up here." With that Katrina turned and walked further down the hallway. It would be no surprise if the bodyguard followed her, after all what else was she going to do without her stuff? The last door on the left was Katrina's room and just across the hall was a very elaborate bathroom. Katrina opened the door and strode right on in.

Katrina's room was much bigger than any of the guest's rooms, as well it should be. The bed against the far side of the room was big enough for two, like that was ever going to happen, and the walk in closet just to the left in the corner. On the right opposite the closet was the balcony, but curtains were pulled over to prevent anyone from looking in or out. Katrina had found much joy in this room, or rather the escape from her prison. The balcony was the one place she could escape from every night. It was the blind spot in the security. To make up for that, there were men patrolling, but the guy only ever came around once every hour and that was just to make sure the curtains were preventing any sight in. Straight ahead from the balcony was Katrina's escape where the hedges hid the bar fence. Katrina found an area inside the hedge that she could easily crawl through, if you knew where to go that is, where two of the bars were completely missing. It was as if the stupid guy who laid out the bars forgot to put them in or something, it was totally ridiculous, but someone's mistake turned out to be her free ticket out every night.

Katrina didn't really care if her bodyguard followed her or not, she had to get ready for the night. She began to take off her clothes starting with the skirt. She let it drop to the floor and stepped away from the pile as she made her way to her bed. Her blouse was next and when she finally got to the bed she bent over right in front of her "guest" and dragged her pantyhose all the way down her slender legs. All that remained was her bra and panties, which were well decorated with the finest fabric. That was one advantage of being here, she had enough money to buy the things that mattered. Today she wore red silk panties with a lace design in black all over the front. The waistband itself was black lace with a V down the front as well to give a little peek at what lay beneath. The lace continue behind like a thong with lace resting between her ass. Finally Katrina turned around sitting on the bed, but she sat straight up lifting her chest out in the process.

This time her eyes rested on Lilith, her bodyguard. "So, you have anyone in your life, anyone worth bangin'?" The question was meant to be awkward and vulgar as she began to pry her bodyguard for personal information. She didn't know if her bodyguard was into men or women, but having an 18 year old in nothing but her panties must have been provoking. She hoped her bodyguard found her attractive. She hoped the woman would come onto her because Katrina would love to torture this person her father called "bodyguard" with her looks and make her wanting more, make her wanting to touch, and that's when Katrina would deny her. Although, it would be fun to give her just a little taste , but she knew that would have to wait until she further developed the situation with this bodyguard. If Lilith were a man, Katrina would already have her wrapped around her little fingers begging to be used, but Lilith was a woman and she would require more time with teases.

 

[funredlips]

Lilith was impressed, to say the least. She couldn’t remember the last time one of her employers owned a house such as this one. She could now better understand how they so easily sent her clothes for her to wear without much care. She really needed the pay, after quitting her last job it had been hard to keep up with her bills and on top of that she now had to take care of some of her parents bills. That was the main reason she took such a job. In any other case she would avoid the rich families and especially guarding females. She had come to learn that with money there came a more danger aspect to the job with her employers. They always seemed that much less into taking into account safety precautions, always thinking they knew best. As her thoughts wondered she followed Lilith quickly and steadily hearing the faint sound the heels made against the floor.

A slight frown fought to place itself upon her features but she quickly pushed it down knowing it was to be expected behavior to have the girl threat her in such a dismissive way. She was curious about her room, but her job always came first and in the contract it had said not to let her eyes of the girl at any given moment. She couldn’t hold back the look of surprise that came to her features as she entered Katrina’s room. There really was no doubt that the family had everything and anything they wanted. Her eyes surveyed the room slowly before her attention was caught by the sound of clothes hitting the floor. Lilith’s eyes scanned Katina’s body, as the other girl seemed to either know exactly what she was doing or honestly not give a care in the world that she was inside the room. Once she was removing her pantyhose Lilith made an effort to avert her eyes towards the balcony giving the other some privacy.

This was another reason why her last three jobs had involved only looking after men. Though those kinds of clients tended to treat her less kindly due to the fact that they felt being guarded by a woman was a blow to their ego. She didn’t like having to mix her personal taste or like with her work and looking after men kept it completely unemotional and professional. But females, well those she could find attractive. She kept her eyes away from Katrina as the other had done before to her before answering her question. “I don’t believe that is something that either one of your parents would be happy with me answering, let alone with you asking it.” She turned her body more towards the curtains covering the balcony. “When I said you could ask me something I didn’t mean something so personal Miss Maclain. I would tell you that you wouldn’t like it if I asked the same thing, but I could be wrong.” She looked back at Katrina just slightly before turning away once more and moving towards the door they had left opened. “You should make it a habit to change behind closed doors and not opened ones. You keep your windows shut so no one can look inside, yet leave the doors wide open.”

She turned back towards Katrina taking in the posture she was taking while sitting upon the bed. Her eyes moved to look straight at hers before continuing. “More than half the staff in this place is male. It wouldn’t be good to have one of them walk in here while you’re less than dressed. Are you planning on going out somewhere Miss? I think your parents were expecting you to be here once they get back form their event.” She stayed there in front of the door her eyes never leaving Katrina’s. She was a bit at odds on how exactly to threat someone who was very close to her own age. She was still older by about two years but she still had yet to discuss just how much liberty she had when it came to any situation. She had hoped to have been able to discuss this with the parents, before they left. “If you have somewhere to be I’m sure your parents can be notified and I can accompany you wherever it is. The things in my room can be arranged at some other time. So would you like me to call them for you and let them know? I’m sure they won’t be opposed as long as you’re accompanied by someone.”

 

[solace]

Katrina was a bit surprised by her bodyguard's response to her little personal question in that she answered it with such ease and not so much as a flicker to indicate a hint at a truth. The dismissal of the question could indicate that there was indeed someone in her life and it was inappropriate to ask or the dismissal was a ruse, telling Katrina her bodyguard wasn't going to put up with anything. Katrina finally decided that Lilith, her bodyguard, was indeed single, as far as relationships go. Then again, Katrina did feel a pair of eyes on her as she undressed. She had developed a heightened sixth sense of a sort. Put simply, she could tell whenever someone could see her. She knew her bodyguard at least watched her as she took off the pantyhose by the way her hair stood on the back of her neck. It was a tiny feeling, but once you knew how to read the signs, a whole new world of possibilities opened up. Surely the bodyguard wasn't into women, into her. Katrina quickly dismissed that idea as well thinking the bodyguard was only doing her job a little too well.


Her bodyguard's eyes were locked onto hers, but Katrina wasn't about to give her the satisfaction of gaining a foothold on her just yet. She returned the stare even as Lilith spoke of changing behind closed doors. "More than half the staff in this place is male. It wouldn’t be good to have one of them walk in here while you’re less than dressed." her bodyguard had lectured to her. Katrina was quick with the response, "Well I would be more than happy to entertain any prying eyes. Think of the door as an open invitation to anyone willing to brave it." A smirk formed on Katrina's lips as she continued to stare right at her bodyguard.

The bodyguard was a quick one, Katrina was sure of that, she was going to have to think of something clever to get Lilith away for just one minute. Suddenly, Katrina's expression turned as if Lilith had struck a sensitive topic. Katrina would have to play this excuse up and make sure the bodyguard believed every word of it. "No...I don't have anywhere I need to be. Unfortunately, the daughter of such wealthy parents isn't allowed to go out into the common world or even have friends or acquaintances. It's just going to be me...alone...again, like every damn day of my life." Katrina leaned back against the bed breaking eye contact with her bodyguard. "If you don't mind I would like to go to sleep. You can check out your room or whatever, but I expect you to be ready first thing in the morning." Katrina turned on her side facing away from Lilith, "And if you don't mind, would you please take the clothes down to the washroom. You'll find Annette, she'll know what to do." Katrina tried to sound as depressed as she could be. She would do anything to get her bodyguard to leave for just one moment, but she knew of course that this tactic would really only work once, unless that is, her bodyguard was a real idiot after all.

 

[funredlips]

Lilith couldn’t help the look of confusion and shock that fell upon her features as she heard Katrina’s response to her remark about the door being opened. It was the only sign that Katrina had actually broken through her composure during the day. She let her eyes wonder once more towards Katrina’s body as her mind seemed to think that anyone passing by an opened door and seeing this could be a liability for the security of the place. She had a good idea why her parents would insist on a female bodyguard more than anything now. She nodded before shaking her head a bit to get her thoughts straight once more. “If you’re tired then you should rest. I’ll go take your clothes downstairs. I do need you to know that the only time that I won’t be around is while you’re sleeping. If you want something from somewhere in the house you should let someone in the staff know instead of going yourself.”

She kneeled down to pick up the articles of discarded clothing from the floor before turning to leave. “If you need anything all you need is to call. I’m sure I’ll be able to come quickly. My room is very close to yours. And as for the door, I understand that you don’t mind but to keep the staff in order and not distracted I ask that you try to keep it closed while changing anyway. I’m sure you can understand.” She spoke gesturing somewhat with her eyes at Katrina’s red attire once more before closing the doors and moving away from the room. She looked down at the watch on her wrist. She’d most likely come back and check in an hour to see that everything is fine.

She had only agreed to leave Katrina by her own because she knew security would still keep near her bedroom doors and that guard were patrolling the gates. She didn’t think it could be easy to dodge all of that even if Katrina just wanted to get a sandwich. A part of her felt bad for Katrina once more, she felt as thought the girl wouldn’t be alone even if he just wanted a glass of water. She wasn’t sure weather or not it was as sad as Katrina had made it sound, but her lifestyle didn’t sound appealing.

After taking care of the Katrina’s clothes the first thing she did was rid herself of the heels they had given her. The clothes alone were a bit uncomfortable to do her job in and she knew the heels wouldn’t help much. She opened one of the boxes that were now filling her room and pulled out a pair of silver ballet flats to at least match her….well uniform is what she would have to call it either way.

“She sure is something.” She mumbled to herself thinking back on Katrina’s first question. “And the way she asked it to. Wouldn’t it have been better to ask weather or not I’m in a relationship instead of who I might be banging?” Her thoughts were interrupted as a small alarm went off on her wrist. “Guess I should check that everything is fine.”

 

[solace]

As soon as the door shut, Katrina moved quickly, but more importantly she moved quietly. Underneath her bed was a pair of clothes already waiting to be worn and a backpack with her essential "tools." She slipped on a pair of worn torn black jeans that hugged her body to show off the nice curves of her teen body. Next was the tank-top to match the jeans, but over that, she wore a black hoodie. When she was finished dressing, which only took her half a minute, she picked up her backpack and walked over to the balcony. She slipped between the curtains and carefully opened the balcony doors. She knew the bodyguard would at least come check on her once tonight, just because she was new. The bodyguard would probably come in about an hour. The thought reminded Katrina.

Carefully she moved out of the balcony and back to her bed where she pulled out stuffing for the bed to make it appear like she was there. The last finishing touch was a black wig to match her hair that she placed on one of the pillows. She left a couple strands of hair out so at first glance it would look like someone was there. With that, Katrina proceeded back out to the balcony. Below her, was a sizable drop, but luckily for her, there was a drainage pipe that ran right alongside leading to the ground. Katrina had extensively studied parkour, the art of free running and maneuvering obstacles. This small obstacle was nothing, so long as she didn't gain too much weight that is. She stood on the ledge of the balcony and reached out to the pipe and quickly moved down the length. Once she hit the ground she turned and quickly bolted for the hedge with the open fence space. Katrina was home free now and soon she was able to explore the world at her own leisure. As she began to walk on the sidewalk to the street next to her house, she set a timer on her watch and brought the hood up to cover her head. What to do with so little time?