You people have to learn to wipe your asses before crossing borders. Don't complain about getting it, when you are asking for it.
In 1989, my, then, lady and I were flown to NY, NY so she could do a shoot for Velvet. She had some brand spankin' new custom leather pants, that were bitchin'. I road her ass, until she packed the receipt.
When we returned, the customs dudes made like doggies, sniffin' the new leather.
They pulled us over. I had $300 in porn which was scarce as an 18 year old virgin at the time. I buddie up to the customs dude and ask if his woman does what she is told. We are in sync as I explain how she knawed my ass over my insisting that she pack the receipt that we produce.
He smiled and waved us threw.
Still have all those tapes....
