“He said that I had no choice but to say yes. That was fine with me. It gave me plenty of time to rest, take a leisurely bath, and get ready. He took me to a place called Tiger Moon. The restaurant was in a rather run-down French colonial building that looked like it hadn’t been repaired since the French withdrew half a century ago and the decades of war that followed. Deviously attractive women in provocative dresses, sure to arouse the carnal desires of any red-blooded male, were sitting at the bar. When we walked in, a bar girl wearing a dress barely covering her crotch approached us and held up three fingers. Kirk shook his head. “What was that all about?” I asked. “She wanted to know if we wanted to make it a threesome. Sometimes couples come to Nom Pen to double their pleasure. Interested?” “Sure. If we can find a cute young stud built like Jet Li who would do both of us.” That got a laugh out of him. But I was only kidding—watching Kirk making it with another man didn’t appeal t...o me even if I was supposed to double my own pleasure by getting it from both ends.MoreLessShow More Show Less
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