"Yeah, I'm on my way" I hang up and made my way to an old warehouse.
This where I'll be meeting a guy who'll be giving me the drugs to be smuggled to Paris.
I have done this a shit load of times so I'm not worried.
I pulled over in front of the old warehouse and opened the rusty door. I was greeted with a guy who is in his mid 40's wearing a large grey shirt and shaggy pants. He's hair is almost covered with white hair, wrinkles and looks like he hasn't been sleeping since his eyes are red and tired.
"Are you the guy?" he asked.
"I'm the guy. So where's the package?" I asked.
"Here" handing me 4 bags of marijuana. I stuffed carefully in my bag wear the x-ray can't see it. I headed to my bike and to my apartment.
Changed my attire to a Jew with the hat and all that. I don't care if you call that racist, I don't believe in god or any of that shit. That's just made up.
I left my bike in the apartment's parking lot and grabbed a taxi heading to the airport.
I act as religious and as calm as possible. No one suspects a religious person to smuggle drugs. I have researched about Jewish religion and watched many documentaries about how police catch smugglers in the airport, border crossing and on train.
After passing the security and the police, I finally sat on the airplane without any problem.
Looking outside the window feeling victorious.
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Being in Paris is like becoming royalty. I grabbed a cab and went to the apartment where I'll be meeting Tom.
I arrived to the apartment and went to wear he'll be waiting.
I opened the door and found him sitting on a chair, a cigarette on his mouth with his feet on the table.
I dropped my bag and pulled out the package on the table. He handed me an envelope filled with money.
I went to the comfort room and changed my clothes to a black shirt with a grey suit, black pants and leather shoes. I need to look fancy in a hotel rather than looking like a slob.
As I was about to walk out, he spoke.
"Since you did a good job delivering the package, I reserved a room for you in a hotel and paid for it. I'll be also paying for your expense. Have fun while you're here in the city where you can find hot babes for you to grab on" and went out.
I grabbed a cab and heading towards the hotel.
I layed down on my white comfy bed, I wanted it black, but the hotel (Le Royal Monceau-Raffles Paris) won't allow it so I'm stuck with white.
Laying on my bed with my shirt off and my pants unbuttoned and unzip. No girl could resist this posture. Any girl would go crazy with their raging hormones.
For now, I'll rest and then later today, where the fun starts.
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