" I liked the answer and asked him about his current sex life. He was quite candid and admitted that since his divorce he’d been quite active with o...her women and I was equally honest with him about my recent lifestyle. As we sipped our morning tea he asked me what time I had to be in work and I explained that Thursday was my day off so if he wanted to spend the day in bed with me he could. He smiled and said that he had a meeting with the bank at eleven and then lunch with a friend after that. They’d had a lot of hassle finding friends and relatives for us all to stay with for the nights before and after. I was farmed out to stay with one of my uncles work acquaintances and made my own way to his apartment after we arrived. He was English – tall and looked very mature to me – but I guess he was only around 40. It was very humid and he was wearing baggy shorts and an open shirt. He was very polite - spoke Cantonese fluently (my English was not so good then) and carried my bag. There was a big display of bras and panties on manikins in one of the women’s stores and I sat and looked and watched ladies going in and out and gazing at the beautiful ladies under goodies. I was thirsty so headed for the food court and was just setting and day dreaming when these two guys asked if they could join me. I had looked a couple of times at the older one, maybe mid 20’s but hadn’t paid much attention to the other one, late teens.As they sat down the older one, Tony looked at me and. Ms Bergman watched the young man twitch and she smiled softly at the silvery sheen of perspiration on the young man’s upper lip and the darting nervous eyes.Hiding her smile, she dropped her eyes back to the contract, allowing a full minute of silence to exert more pressure on the young man, before swivelling the document around and pointing at it with an immaculate burnished red fingernail.‘This is your signature, is it not?’‘Ah, yes, it is. Ms Bergman, I know I have missed a payment,’ he.