How My Sister and I Duped a Crook - 1st Half

1st Half - because of Poetry Soup's file size limitations - How My Sister and I Duped a Crook Luigi Capacheeno was a tough Italian immigrant who made his way to Frisco back in 1853, And everyone who knew the guy was terrified to cross him, so, naturally, there weren’t a lot that did...including me! Every other business on the square in early Frisco either sold ya’ beer an’ vittles, rented folks a bed, Or weighed whatever gold ya’ found and swapped it out for cash, and, what they had in common was - they all belonged to Red! ‘Red’ - Luigi’s nickname - for the color of his hair, came to be, without a doubt, the richest man in town, Which I’m not here to argue with, but - those who didn’t like him formed a little ‘partnership’ which aimed to - take him down! Jessie Baker, Delbert Nash, and Jeremiah Campbell owned the biggest gold mines and were keen to buy some land, Thinking they would build a bunch o’ homes to sell the miners, but went full blown ballistic when they came to understand That every single acre within 30 miles o’ Frisco now belonged to Capacheeno! Yup... he owned ‘em all, And even ridin’ 10 them days was quite a stretch for most, so every rooming house he owned - each ten stories tall - Rarely had a vacancy! Which...as you would expect...brought their plans to bust him to an expected halt. The ‘partnership’ would come to find that every dime in Frisco - wound up stashed, eventually, in Capacheeno’s vault! An’ that right there’s where I come in. Knowing every man - particularly a rich man - has a weak spot, sure as hell... I telegraphed my sister back in Penacook, New Hampshire, to come on out to Frisco, and it started out - “Dear Belle, “Remember how I always told you, ‘Real good looking girls...if they use their beauty right…never have to work? Well...if you’ll come to San Francisco - if we do things right - you and I can easily fleece the city’s richest jerk “Out of somewhere pretty close to fifty million bucks! No one here can stand the guy, and, Belle - with your degree... Provided his accountant is -- incentivized to quit -- given how damn cute you are, and given he’s a “HE”, “And thinks, because he’s super rich, that every pretty girl wants to win his favor and, in some way, kiss his ass, Once I’ve worked it out to where he needs to find a person qualified to keep his books, and do so rather fast, “I can guarantee you, Belle, I can get you hired...and all you’ll have to do is keep him drooling...you know...flirt! It won’t be long ‘til you can quit, and - though this dude’s a turd - what we stand to gain, believe me’s, definitely worth the hurt.” Belle agreed and made her way by train and coach to Frisco, bringing all the economics skills she learned in school, And we set out to turn what was the wealthiest jerk I knew from California’s richest man - to Frisco’s biggest fool! First - I got the three who’d partnered up to to pry Luigi’s very good - but underpaid - accountant from his grip By offering him, collectively, a whole lot higher wage, and - as I’d planned - just four days after Belle’d begun her trip, Capacheeno ran an ad to find a new accountant. Next - I stopped to see him and explained - a ‘friend of mine’, Who’d graduated recently from college was en route to visit San Francisco and was hoping she could find Something in the field of keeping books, for which she’d trained. And then - to bait the hook - I showed a photograph of Belle, Posing in a swimming suit - smiling ear to ear - to which he blurted eagerly - “I’m sure she’ll do quite well!” I took my sister home when she arrived and we consorted, planning out the steps we need to take to rob him blind, Counting on Luigi’s great conceit - and her great looks - to make him think he stood a chance at what he had in mind. With silky hair, glassy skin, and eyes of azure blue...added to the fact that Belle was really good at - ‘flirt’… And given her amazing legs - the sort of butt guys love - and boobs that take mens’ breath away certainly didn’t hurt, On the following morning, in the shortest skirt she owned and very tightest blouse as well, in hopes to get the job, Belle waltzed in to Capacheeno’s office with a smile to meet, at last, the target we’d teamed up to slyly rob! Blinded by her beauty...as I knew full well he’d be...“The job is yours,” he spouted, as he pointed at his lap. “Have a seat right here, my dear,” he added with a wink, and as she twirled to ‘play the game’ he gave her tush a slap! “The friend you’ve come to visit said your ‘highly qualified’. He claimed you went to college, and are great at keeping books, But never said a word about your overall appearance, and...though I’m not preoccupied with how a person looks... Be sure to check out the 2nd half-ending -- Mark