Bee come one with the hive

Betty has always gotten her way in life. Her parents spoil her every chance they get whether she deserves it or not. Adults always praised her even when she was bad and as she grew up to be a stunning beauty by the age of 18. No one could refuse her every whim. Bettys long sandy brown hair seemed to be flaked with gold instead of sand and her deep blue eyes seem to swallow anyone who looks into them up. Her 5' 11" height along with 44 DD breasts made her the envy of every woman and desire of every man.

  It is probably the fact that she never got in trouble and everything comes so easily to her that she took up shop lifting in the first place.  Not to get the stuff just so someone would tell her no.  When ever she did get caught someone would always make an excuse for her or let her go with a warning even if it was for the hundredth time.

 Today though would be differant though Betty doesn't know it yet.   She had been driving down an old back road to get to the mall.  Her favorate shoplifting place.   Betty loved the old back road because she could drive as fast as she liked with no cops or other cars to make her slow down.  Besides she the faster she drove the hotter and wetter she got.   

 "I can't wait to snatch a new pair of panties these are almost soaked." Betty says to herself with a giggle.   Suddenly she slams on the breaks and turns the car to a skid.

 "When did this store show up?"  She says as the dust washes over the car that had been trailing her.  She stairs up at the sign that reads: Happy Bees Honey Store.