Andy was a very good looking young man. Twenty two or twenty three she thought, a couple of years younger than her. He was always well turn-out at wor... and his neatly fitting suits showed off a sharp, well maintained physique beneath.Eager now to keep the subject of conversation on sex, Lena persisted. "So come on, Andy, what's your poison then? What porn are you going to be surfing for on any given evening at home, trousers down, tissues at the ready?" she said.Now Andy blushed, but REALLY. It was the first Argentine restaurant in Amsterdam.”We made our way to Spui, which was not far from my hotel on Spuistraat. We had a bit of a wait, and went to the bar to have a drink while we waited. I had Jonnie Walker Black once again, and Karla had a Madras cocktail, opting once again to dilute her alcohol with fruit juices.“You promise not to spill it on me?” I teased handing it to her.“Yes!” she laughed. “Are you going to tease me about that forever?”“I’ll certainly try!” I grinned.We. Oh well. This way, none of them would ever remember her face after the assignment was over, she chuckled. Even so, she had not had any luck in locating anyone or anything suspicious. And so far there had been no signs of any money going somewhere they shouldn’t. From what she had gathered so far the business was well run and efficient — well at least it had been before she had started working there. She glanced around the room in order to locate more papers to inspect. It seemed she had seen. ”I again downed the large bourbon, the heat of two large strong spirits one after the other burning my throat and stomach. I walked away from Dee to avoid another refill, thanking her as I did. I went around chatting with others in the room, most of whom let me do all the talking as they wanted to learn about me and, on the quiet, find out about Joe and why he wasn’t here. By 10pm I was really feeling a bit drunk and started to ease off a bit by switching to diet cola, pouring it myself as I.