After the flood

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“You can come see me?”

“Eh? who is this” I said

“Manny, no one coming today”

“Eh? … Oh Mandy.” I remembered her tight Chinese pussy

“No one coming today, you can come?”

Mandy had only recently started working the rooms but she’d given me her number on my first visit. I had subsequently used it a few times so my number was in her phone’s memory.

Now the evening before had brought a truly impressive thunder storm and the heaviest rainfall in Hong Kong’s recorded history. It had got me thinking about Goth girls and sex by candlelight but Goths are pretty scarce in Honkers so I’d spent the evening in the company of some very fine beers

“You can come today?” she implored.

“Not today,” I said “I drink too much beer, no money left.”

“No problem, you can come.” She said with finality.

There had been quite a lot of flooding in her part of town. She said the girls that work nearby rooms had all stayed home and she had no one to talk to and no customers all day. “How come you are there?” I asked. She said she had stayed all night because the rain was too heavy.

It was just after 1.00pm. “OK, give me thirty minutes,” I said. Who am I to let a lady down?

I hung up, grabbed my wellies and headed for McDonalds. After years of consorting with working girls I’ve developed a sixth sense - I just know when they are hungry.

See also: A Hong Kong MILF