” he cleared his throat. “I think I have most of this filled out for you. You'll probably want to double check that everything's right and all tha.... And obviously, I don't have your social security number.” Matt released my hand for the first time since grabbing it, and gave me the sheets to look over. Even more than my middle name, I saw a slot he had filled out that surprised me. “Wow. You got my one allergy. How in the crazy world of professional stalkers did you know that?” . That possibility nagged at me; I could be headed into Mob HQ for all I knew.She would be pissed that I took this trip without her. Hell, she’d be pissed that I took the trip at all. But I’m not going to play sick just because I’m a little sick.The flight was comfortable and not too full. I stretched out my legs and considered sleeping. My head was splitting and I detected the change of air pressure as we taxied to the runway. I was getting a little woozy. The vibration of the engines, the. "You are going to rape me again," she said, "Aren't you?" Fuck you yes, but you want it as much as me," I said, "Don't you?" No!" she protested but she wasn't serious, it was in her eyes."Get your kit off." I told her.She looked at me, sighed and started to take her scarf off, then her jacket and she put everything neatly to one side, and when she was in her under-things she pulled the blankets back and lay down.I peeled my boots and jacket and my denim jeans off and I slipped under the sheets. "Hey Penny, you ready to get going?" the man asked"Sure am, Mark," the girl on her back replied.The man turned and walked back to a car, the girl followed, tugging on Shannon's leash. Shannon stood and followed unsteadily until the three arrived at a limousine. Mark held open a door for Penny, who, instead of getting in led Shannon to the back of the car. Mark knew what she had intended, and without a word, popped open the trunk with the push of a button.When Shannon realized what Penny had in.