No

Jorella mumbles something incoherent before dozing off to sleep.

"I'll take that as a 'no,' then," Jacques chuckles.

He picks up the sleeping merchant and places her on the bed. Now that she's asleep, there's nothing to stop him from getting what he came for: her valuables.

He starts with her discarded clothes, taking her slip and laying it out flat, so he can put everything else on it and then wrap it up. He tosses her elegant gloves and socks on top of it, and then grabs her panties.

He examines them closely, remembering how he thought he saw something in them earlier, and he's surprised by the result.

Tucked away in side the crotch of the panties, near the gusset, is a small burlap rag. Wrapped up inside it is a few diamonds and other valuable gems!

It was Jorella's super-secret emergency money stash, incase she was ever robbed by thieves. Of course that doesn't do you any good when you let the thieves get in your panties (she also liked the way the course fabric rubbed against her bare cunny, but that's neither here nor there).

Jacques tosses the smelly rag aside, adding the stones and panties to his growing pile of loot.

Next, he turns his sights to the snoring Jorella, who has shifted onto her side and is now sucking on her thumb. She's still wearing a fortune, mostly on her feet.

Jacques slowly, gently takes her first foot, and delicately starts to remove the gold and jewel encrusted rings from each toe, being extra cautious not to wake his victim. On more than one occasion, he freezes in terror for a moment when Jorella laughs in her sleep. Evidently she's rather ticklish there.

When he's finished, he adds another 10 toe rings and 2 anklets to his loot pile.

"What is it with rich women and foot jewelry?" Jacques muses as his sticky fingers make their way up Jorella's body and to her last few possessions.