Aboard the aircraft were all five of us, three with extremely realistic-looking but utterly phony Virginia driver's licenses.Brock had used his skill ...with computers to do more than host skin flicks, as it turned out: he had also maintained a thriving under-the-table business in fake IDs for college freshman and sophomores eager to hit the bar and dance club scene. He had been able to scuttle the evidence of that endeavor before he was arrested and it never came to light. He had saved his image. Those are the things that Inga fantasized about.The first thing I had to take care of was to get rid of my wife. My wife and I had both retired early. We had saved and planned for our future. We were not wealthy by any means but we were more than comfortable. We had no debts and we each had several large pension checks coming in so that so far we had not had to touch our savings. My wife is pretty open-minded but there was no way around it. She would have to be elsewhere while Inga was in. You speak English?”“Yes,” said Se-jun. “Dear Leader wants us to be able to communicate our great nation’s ideals across all tongues.”“Ah, I see,” Scott replied, trying to be as polite as possible. Thankfully, Se-jun’s handler arrived at that moment and whisked him back to his coaches. Still, Scott couldn’t help but smile at the elation on Se-jun’s face; perhaps he had earned a better life for himself and his family back home.The rest of the day was a blur of activity for Scott. His coach. I'm not saying we can't ever see each other.There will certainly be a few occasions when we'll be in each other'scompany. And we can talk every day. But I don't think you should stayhere, or even be here with me when we're alone. That way, we'll be ableto resist each other. And then not being able to, you know, do it,won't be so difficult."I thought this was a terrible idea. I hated it. But I could sense thatGrace wasn't so much talking to me about her idea, as she was telling meshe'd.