the korean encounter: part II

For the two of you who i know have read it and the thousands of others who just want to remain silent. Heres the second chapter, the second chapter in the first part is actually the last chapter in the story(to sort out confusion, or add to it).
any way here it is
TJFNW


Chapter 2

It was a cool night and Sam was glad he’d drawn the blinds before he left. He walked to the fridge took out a bottle of water and drank
The apartment felt strange, he still wasn’t feeling comfortable there, he never did, he never allowed him self to.
He went to the bed room took off his shirt and grabbed a towel, then went to the on suit and showered, changed his shirt and went down stairs.
The bar was quiet and filled with the usual locals. The bar it’s self wasn’t any thing special, it wasn’t like the banging clubs down town or the quiet tourists restaurants, it was more a working mans club where local workers met up. Sam preferred it like that no one to be curious.
He went to the bar,
“The usual Jean,”
“Oui monsieur.”
“How’s business?” Sam sat on a stool at the bar, “any new faces?”
“Let me think,” Jean struggled with the unfamiliar language, his accent the typical French stereotype, “non, not really. A couple of tourists”
“Good, good” Sam was barely concentrating on the bar tenders words he took the scotch and sat at a table under an awning in the street.
He watched the people traffic; Sam was always amused when he thought about how he spent his leisure time, a complete contrast to his job. Sam liked people, not talking to them, but watching them. He sat at this table for hours before; he liked to watch how other people interacted, the party groups, and the couples. The way people reacted to different situations how the human mind reacted was interesting to him and useful in his job.
From where he sat he could see two couples, the first a young couple embraced in each others arms, the women was very attractive long blonde hair designed clothes nice body, not Sam’s type but he could see the attraction, her boyfriend was what you’d expect average height and build with gelled blonde hair. Sam could see from their body language and the look in their eyes how passionately in love they were, that love that is more about physical attraction and lust though. The second couple were middle aged and it wasn’t lust for them, that mad passionate embrace and the sexual contact but they still looked happy, they looked comfortable they’d found comfort in each other. Sam wondered what had happened to this couple, how long had it taken and what had happened to them to go from young love to comfort?
Sam was always jealous of couples he’d never experienced love of someone else, he’d loved women but never really felt loved … Rebecca …, never felt….
He broke from his thoughts downed the rest of his drink and went back to the apartment, he’d prepare for tomorrow then have an early night.