"How does she move like that?" I dunno," chuckled Wendy, mimicking Tony Curtis, "she's kind'a builtdifferently now."I turned angrily and glared at the... then stalked off trying to keep asmuch dignity as I could whilst my wiggling butt invited every licentiousstare in the station. Unfortunately, my angry hurried gait increased theprovocative wiggle and this in turn attracted many more appreciativestares. Eyes followed me all the way down the platform, across thestation concourse and out to the. Felt Nicolas’ hands trace from her shoulders down to her sides, just subtly teasing at the edges of her round, fleshy breasts.“Mmmm,” she moaned. “Your hands feel good.” Michel smiled. “You are having fun?” “God, yes,” Cassie said into his ear. “I am, too. You are very sexy,” Michel said. Cassie giggled. “Merci. You too.” “Am I sexy?” Nicolas chimed in. “Oui, oui,” Cassie murmured, still giggling.“We are both sexy? Who is more sexy?” he said. “Oh my God, I don’t know,” Cassie said. “If you. ”“I’m a very lucky guy,” he said.She smiled shyly. “Thank you.”“I’m surprised,” he said. “Most girls would have thrown something at me.”“You turned around,” she said. “Most guys wouldn’t have done that.”“I didn’t want to,” he said.“Now you’re flirting with me,” she said.“Uh huh,” he agreed.“I’m a married woman,” she said firmly.“Yes Ma’am,” he said, stepping back. “No more flirting.” He crossed his heart and she giggled, blushing again.He looked around. She’d done very well, and he told her so.. That night, he boarded for Hong Kong on Cathay Pacific flight 723. He watched one of the three films before dozing off in his coach seat. The flight attendant awakened him for his meal and he had a pleasant discussion with the person seated next to him about the Gorges. "Stay clear of Fuling if you value your gender" the tall stranger told him before he deplaned.Meeting his friend, Hui Xin Fa, at the gates of Hong Kong International Airport, John asked what the man had meant. Xin Fa laughed and.