He turned the engine off and faced me. “You and Alison are good friends aren’t you” “yes we are” “Has she got a boyfriend” “No” “I... she interested in boys” I wondered how to answer this question as I’d just spent twenty minutes snogging her, I eventually said “Yes I think so” he smiled then said “Is she a virgin” “Yes she is” he smiled again and then said “Donna are you a virgin” I answered “No”.He looked at me and still smiling le leaned forward and touched my cheek as he tenderly kissed me on. " He's going to go to the authorities, and he'll be able to prove his story." It'll be a close run thing, but I still believe we can process the consignment before we have to leave. Remember, this final shipment will make you wealthy beyond your dreams."Simonds looked around Kingston's apartment. "Do you want me to stay here in case he comes back?" No, he won't be back. We have all we need. Get back here. I want you to go over the schedule again."Simonds left the apartment and headed back to. Why Canada? Safety comes to mind. Nobody will look for us here. Celine also comes to mind. As usual, the small private jet taxis to a distant terminal, far from the main airline terminals. We deplane and our luggage is loaded onto a cart. A man in a customs uniform boards the plane, presumably to search it, although I'm sure it's just turning around to fly back to Margo's territory. The cart is pulled into the terminal by another man. He's in plain clothes, except for a jacket that indicates he. They also took my laundry home to wash. I told them it wasn’t necessary. I assured them there were laundry mats in every town, but they insisted and I didn’t put up much of an argument. Enough said; I had clean clothes and a tent full of snacks. What more could a kid need! With plenty of snacks, I didn’t need much cash to carry around, so I gave my parents a couple of hundred to put away for me. I still had plenty to cover me for the week and a lot less to lose if I attended another poker.