4

Walt and Curty were there waiting at the airport, Taddy pointing them out and explaining they had to go through the security thing before they could reach them. He remembered this part and was nervous but Taddy assured him there would be no nastiness this time, after all he is more Grup now right?

Ton walked in the line and even had his passport to hand over like everyone else, showing the book and pointing so there could be no confusion why he was there. This led to some activity as Taddy made a noise and then he got his picture taken with some of the nice people in their uniforms for his book. He was so stoked, getting email addresses so he could send them copies of the ones Taddy took for his book too.

Finally they got through and Ton found Walt had brought some photographers to help, so clever. Now Ton could cut the stories from the magazines here for some pics, he didn't have to make Taddy take them all.

Curt was happy too, kneeling to cuddle Ton and ask if the sweets had been good for him too. Ton showed two packets still full and replied that one was for each of them so they could share later, just the two of them like best buds. Curt told him he was so clever he might explode.

Then more cameras, shouting and waving as they got to a big limo with tinted windows Ton was allowed to play with, him and Imp at each end of the long seat putting the windows up and down like a game, Taddy smouldering with that look like something is annoying him but was letting it slide. Whatever it was.

"We have the house at the end of the cul-de-sac" Curt was explaining as they came to a huge gate that a man pushed a button to enter once he had looked in at the driver and waved. Curt turned patently to Ton, "This is called a gated community. It means only people on a list can get in and anyone who is not listed has to stay out."

"Like a VIP area?" Ton asked.

"Exactly, gods you are so clever" Curt laughed, "Yes love. Just like that. People live here who want to feel safer than those out in the world. In America people have guns so our security do too. If you see someone with a gun on their hip they might just be someone who lives here as they are allowed to have their guns with them to feel safe."

Ton nodded as he saw that it might be something that would have confused him, thinking they were all police officers or something. The fences were so high as he peered out and he knew Imp was thinking it too, the windows both half mast as they peered out while the vehicle moved towards the nice house.

America was definitely different to Wales.