Helga Suntari Pleasuring A Man To Climax

It contained a dose of the DNA virus. Quince would get the lion’s share of the takings, but what Simonds would get would set him up for life. “Simonds, look at this. He obviously packed in a hurry.”
Quince gave a short humorless laugh. “What do you mean, he’s gone?” Quince’s voice barked out of the mobile phone. It was based on a well-built male over fifteen years younger than Simonds. Remember, this final shipment will make you wealthy beyond your dreams.”
Simonds looked around Kingston’s apartment. “The stronger virus has a good chance of breaking down the subject’s body structure. So the process can be repeated at least once more.”
“Not quite,” said Quince. He unconsciously checked the small bottle in his pocket. Quince and Simonds would split the proceeds of this final run of restricted drugs for the black market and then go their separate ways. “What do you mean, he’s gone?” Quince’s voice barked out of the mobile phone. Kingston has found a way to reverse the effects of the virus.”
This was news to Simonds. “His clothes and documents are all gone. “What do you mean, he’s gone?”