Kwong' had been holding a copy of the Wall Street Journal in one hand as he read, but with a bemused sigh he set both the newspaper and his fork down ...on the table and gave me a look. "Away from the office, I'm just 'John'," he reminded me.I grinned and shrugged, apologizing, "It's gonna take me a while to get used to that."He waved me off and shared a smile with Cassandra before gesturing to the table. "Please, pull up a chair and relax. Believe me, you should be saving up your energy instead. Her visage verily vied with ancient Helen and, like that lady of lore, knew how to use a Trojan to please her sexual needs. She was Dutch-Canadian, not Greek, but she knew all the tricks of the Trojan Whores.Vanessa enjoyed sex with either sex as she was bi-lingual in many ways. But her really passion was in getting men up only to bring them down ... preferably to their knees where they could best serve her. Once in Van Dyke's service, a man was really in Dutch and painted into a corner.. It was stressed to me that you have to feel comfortable with the people you are with even more so when you are in private surroundings, the important thing was to act natural like we did with Jeff. It was all starting to make sense now as I certainly felt a bond with Jeff and could feel the same happening with Wanda.Eventually their bonding was complete and as Suzy backed away Wanda opened her eyes and smiled, she definitely had a look of contentment on her face, as I walked over I could see. As luck would have it we both got off at the same stop by the park and she smiled as I let her get off first, she headed off through the park and I was a few yards behind her admiring her smooth slender legs as the disappeared up her black skirt. As we passed Doris’s kiosk she turned up the path to the toilet block and gave a quick glance back to see if I was still following, I certainly was.I followed her in and both cubicles were in use so there was an awkward silence as we waited, the eerie.