Risky Business Trip

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"Officer, I'm packed and ready to leave the land. You should have no qualms with me. 

"Now, I have to go back to work on my Conference Closing speech, and I worked on it until pretty late last night. But I want to say one thing to your team. I want you to listen to me. I'm going to say this again. 

"I am aware of the laws regarding visceral blending here. I understand the safety concerns with them. Yes, we conversed yesterday, but I know nothing of her current whereabouts. 

"I did not have sexual relations with that woman, Miss Schengen. I never told anybody to lie, not a single time—never. These allegations are false, and, if you'll excuse me, I need to go back to work."

A small researcher, journalist, or whatever named Imelda went to a conference. A larger foreigner I'm calling Carson is giving a keynote presentation there, by which - which not whom - she was enamored. 

Rules of the location forbid the two sizes congregating, except for widely public functions. She sneaks to his hotel room to learn more about his work. By the hands of fate, they bloom a connection of more than peer-reviewed papers. 

The next morning, at check-out time, she's found missing from her room. Local officials begin patrolling for her. 

Carson's readying for his last day there and Imelda's coming to when the door begins to open without warning. Knowing the rules have been extensively broken, he hides all her visible items, including her, out of the entering officer's line-of-sight. 

Cases are made, the quote is said, confusion is raised, and the administrator eventually leaves. Thanks are given, goodbyes are said, fearful fun was had, and a puny, personal note with contact info and a just-as-tiny kiss on top is found on a loose business card of Carson's when he returns home.

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