This is the second chapter of my story on Stefanie Joosten, this continues straight on from the first chapter, so it would be best to read that first.
Anyhow, I hope you enjoy the story.
Thank You.
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I sat in a chair, enjoying the fresh air whilst sipping on some coffee, it was relatively early and people slowly starting to move about this bustling city. I look out across the canal and the city as far as I could see. Amsterdam was where I found myself and it was an incredible place to be, a city with a long history.
Three months had passed since I last saw Stefanie Joosten during our night of debauchery on Tokyo. It played over in my mind many times, it came to me in my dreams whilst I slept, a vivid and happy memory it remained. I took that memory with me and it was all I could ever need for the rest of my life.
It formed part of the reason I had ended up in the Netherlands, her country of birth. I had been thinking about her almost non-stop, sex with her was out of this world. Something to take to the grave. Something to give me hope in my darkest hours.
I continued to enjoy the sights as I walked the city finding all sorts interesting places and people. I saw the infamous side of the city as well, a different experience to seeing it in movies, or reading about it. The verified industries of marijuana and prostitution meant nothing to me at that point. These women could not compare to Stefanie. It was incredible, the thought that unexpectedly came into my mind and I was completely fine with it.
The city's history remained on the surface plain to see for all who inhabited the city. I simply enjoyed the way the new and the old mingled together. I was seeing the world in a new light is was bright and vivid. The colours seemingly caressed my eyes when I saw them.
I continued my stroll through the city streets, knowing I was near the central station I headed towards it, I spotted it, a large and impressive building. However, my attention was drawn away, I walked toward whom drew my attention. I walked toward her.
"Hey Stefanie," I spoke.
"Hey Bill," she responded as her face lit up with her beautiful smile.
We embraced, holding one another close. Before she let me go, she drew me in for a kiss.
"Wow, I will always love that," I responded.
"Well, I love doing that."
"So what brings you here," Stefanie asked me.
"Seeing the world, and the country which brought you into it."
"Well aren't you sweet," Stefanie responded.
"I'm just saying it as I see it," I responded.
"I appreciate that, care to join me."
"It would be my honour Stefanie."
I offered my arm and she took it, we strolled through the streets. Stefanie was leading me to one of her favourite places in the city. A little cafe in a secluded part of the city. We sat down and began to catch up on the past few months.
"What have you been up to Bill?" Stefanie inquired.
"It has been quite a time; I've been busy with work. Now, I am at rest, enjoying this amazing city and now spending time with you." I truthfully replied.
"You are still humble and honest," Stefanie responded.
"Thank you, I guess you bring out the best in me."
"No, that is all you Bill," Stefanie replied.
Our conversation continued as we caught up. Stefanie gave me a little glimpse of some of the projects she was working on. I told her about the work I had been doing, and she listened intently.
It still felt strange the second time around, to have someone listen to me and be genuinely interested in what I had to say. So I spoke, like I did in Japan, and she listened. I spoke of a few of my other passions outside of gaming, mainly cars.
We continued talking about our passions. All the ones we did not speak of in Japan. We continued getting to know one another, on an intimate level.
"So has this been a lifelong passion?" Stefanie inquired regarding my love of cars.
"Absolutely, the fast, the powerful, the beautiful. It's part of the reason I went to Japan, the car culture, beyond what the movies had shown me. The world remained a mystery and when I became able, I decided to explore it and see the true face of these places I have always wanted to go."
"So Bill, what does Amsterdam show you?"
"History right in front of my eyes, with the modern world mixed in between. A completely unique and beautiful city. I met some Amsterdam residents many years ago, I was about fifteen at the time, and they gave me some insight into the city."
"So you had some idea before coming here?"
"Absolutely, I have really enjoyed coming here and seeing you again has been unexpected and a wonderful surprise."
"Thank you, you are still charming I see."