Thank You Statute Of Limitations.
In my youth I was a prolific criminal. It is in fact how I earned my living. It started in elementary school. In those days there were no security cameras anywhere. A single video camera would have cost more than most people's homes. Second grade our teacher would go to the teacher's rest room when we were out to recess. I noticed she kept her purse in the drawer of her desk. So I pretended to to to recess and when I saw her leave the classroom for the lady's rest room I sneaked back into the classroom, open the drawer of her desk and got into her purse. I carefully looked for money and found she had $12. I took a five and a one leaving half. I also took all the quarters and dimes. In those days those were made of silver. That was about 1962 and Kennedy was president. I ended up with $4.25 in silver quarters, 30 cents in silver dimes, a five and a one for $10.55 cents total. I only remember that amount because it was my very first heist.
I was scared and nervous enough to be cautious and not take too much at a time. I realized I probably took too much but I did not get caught. I heard the teachers got paid once a month on the last Friday of every month. So I waited until the following Monday figuring I would score more cash if I tried my second heist then. I was right. She had a couple of hundreds, a couple of fifties and a bunch of twenties and tens and a couple of fives and some ones. I did not want to take enough for it to be noticed so I took two twenties as that is what she had the most of and also a ten and some ones for a total of about $35. So more than triple my last score.
Then I got nervous again and waited two months skipping a month but I got brave and again sneaked into her purse on the Monday after teacher's pay day. I scored $22 that time as there were less small bills. That was January on the first Monday after Christmas vacation. I scored two more times and had $131 by the end of the school year.
Thus began my criminal career. That summer I had multiple sleepovers at three different friend's houses and I scored an additional $96 in currency and about $30 in silver dimes, quarters and some halves.
Third and fourth grades yielded me far more, over $300 in third grade and over $500 in the fourth. I realized that other teachers went to the teacher's lounge and put their pocket books in their desks most of the time. I was able to access several classrooms during recess and lunch and security was virtually non existent 60+ years ago in elementary schools. I got bolder and stole everything from currency to silver coins to j*welry while staying at friends houses on sleepovers and by the time I was ready to enter middle school I had amassed a haul of well over $1500.
Then when I was ten I discovered we had a pervert teacher. She was nice enough but she was a bit touchy feely if you know what I mean. So I let her and then blackmailed her afterwards. Then I let her do it again and blackmailed her some more. I was taking $75 a month just from that teacher alone. I went over to her house for "fun" many times over the school year and took home souvenirs I blackmailed her into giving me. She never really complained as long as I gave her access to my body and touched and felt her back. Plus a lot of what she did I enjoyed. But then towards the end of the school year I got greedy and found out it was her last year as a teacher as she was getting married so I did a truly evil thing. After a weekend of debauchery at her place under the pretense of a faked class trip (parents were not smart enough in those days to figure out the school did not provide free weekend trips to resorts for fifth graders). I took a whole bunch of photos of her with my instamatic camera doing dozens of felonies to my body. Then the following weekend after I secured my camera in a secure place in my bedroom I went back and did one final great big blackmail. I told her that if she didn't give me everything she had in the bank I would tell my parents and show them what was on the camera. I told her that if she killed me they would find the camera in my bedroom after I died so she had no choice either way either pay or go to prison. So she reluctantly took me to the bank after showing me her passbook and I made her give me about 90% of her balance which came to a little over $2500 which was roughly half a year's salary. I think I left her with about $300. Then for fun, after I got everything I could out of her and hid it really well at my place, I packaged up the instamatic camera with the exposed film being careful to clean off my fingerprints and put it in a manila envelope and took that to the post office and mailed it to our police department. She was arrested a few days later. I never saw her again but she was good for over $3000.
