‘Did you have a good nap, Sylvia?’ Once again she seemed startled. This time, I think it was the use of her given name. Students in her lab likely... thought her first name was ‘Doctor’. Then again, they probably didn’t bring her beer. And I wasn’t her student. ‘Yes, I did. And thank you for the beer.’ ‘Coors. Not as good as Tsingtao, but passable.’ ‘How do you know Chinese beer?’ ‘What else would one drink with Hunan cuisine?’ ‘Where have you tasted Hunan cuisine?’ ‘New York, where I grew up.’. He thanked me and continued to get changed as did I. He asked me how often i visited the place and I told him my wife and I came probably 4 times a year he told me it was his and his wife’s first visit so all a bit new. He was clearly comfortable with the locker room experience as he didn't bother turning around when removing his underpants and revealed that what they often said about black guys was true, he was certainly very well blessed in the lunchbox department.I left him to it and headed. “I’d love to, thank you!” I said. So they said where they’d be and I went and ate with my friends. I told them what I’d been offered and, as ever, they were brilliant.“Wow fantastic,” was the gist of their reaction. They saw me keep looking at Chloé, which I couldn’t stop myself doing, and Chloé sometimes looking back.“Have you met someone?” my best friend, Marie, asked. There was a twinkle in her eye and I realised it must be a bit obvious that there was a twinkle in mine! I was pretty sure. Peistis who made their livings by farming the rich soil of the inner island would often come to town solely to hear such stories. One such Peisti was a young girl named Liani. Liani was from a small clan who had sent their youngest son to the island in hopes that he could make a better future for himself and his young wife there than he could back in Lung Da. He was given a large plot of land to farm upon arriving and within three growing seasons was able to buy the land outright, making him a.