"Well let's get going."
From Steven's face, he looks like a kid that has candy stolen from him. Maybe he wants my dick? I'd love to give it to him but we're on the middle of a road right now. Him, touching me all over the place isn't the brightest idea right now. I stepped harder on the gas and we moved onwards to Spokane.
But in the middle of our travel, we reached a toll station. Luckily, the car has money in the glove box.
"Look." Steven said. He pointed at the bus of kids and teenagers that stopped beside us.
"Pine Camp for Male Campers. Oh I know them." I used one of their foreign branches to hide from B.E.G. It worked for a while but I was forced to come out. But who knows? Maybe I can escape them for good this time.
"You know them? You thinking what I'm thinking?"
"I don't think I do."
"Let's join them!"