Free Asian Heat by Stephen Leather

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because he would really like to see her again. No one had ever touched him the
way she had, and her oral was the best he’d ever had, and Dave had received a
hell of a lot of blow jobs over the years. He felt himself growing hard so he
pushed thoughts of Zed’s mother from his mind. He dried himself, wrapped the
towel around his waist, and walked out of the bathroom.   Lek was standing there and she grinned
when she saw him. “Did you sleep well?” she asked.
    Dave wondered if
she was teasing him, if she wanted him to know that she was the one who had
visited him during the night. “Sure,” he said. “What about you?”
    “Couldn’t sleep,”
she said. “Too horny.” She brushed past him and slipped into the bathroom.
    Dave ran a hand
over his shaved head. Now he was confused. If it had been Lek, that would have
explained the blow job, because as a go-go dancer, and a pretty one, she had
probably done it hundreds of times.
    He went back to
his shack and put on his jeans and clean shirt and packed his bag. It was just
before eight and the minibus was due at any minute. As he left the shack he saw
Zed coming down the steps of the main house, holding her bag.
    “Good morning,”
he said.
    “Good morning,”
she said. She put down her bag and to his surprise she kissed him on the cheek.
“You’re a good man, Dave,” she said.
    “Thank you,” said
Dave.
    “You help my
family, you have a good heart.”
    “I’m happy to
help you, Zed. Happy to help your family.”
    A horn sounded
and the minibus pulled up in front of the house.
    “Dave, when we in
Bangkok, you can pay my barfine.”
    “Really?” said
Dave.
    Zed nodded
seriously. “You good man for me and good man for my family. You have good
heart.   I can go with you.” She
kissed him on the cheek again.
    Dave smiled.
“Thanks,” he said.
    “You can be my
first customer,” she said, and giggled.
    “Okay,” said
Dave. “Zed, did you come to me last night?”
    Zed nodded, and
giggled again. “Yes,” she said.
    Her answer took
Dave by surprise because he didn’t think that a girl as young as Zed could have
been capable of giving him such an amazing sexual experience. “Really?” he
said.
    She nodded again.
“Yes, in my dream.” She giggled and covered her mouth with her hand.
    “No, I mean did
you come to my room last night?”
    The minibus
driver sounded his horn again. The three girls from the bar were walking down
the road carrying their bags. They waved at Zed and she waved back and shouted
something to them in Thai.
    “Zed, last night?
Did you give me a massage and…” She looked at him, confused. “Forget it,” he
said. “It doesn’t matter.”
    Lek came over,
carrying her bag. “Time to go,” she said.
    Zed went over to
her mother and Dave followed. Zed waied her mother, and Dave did the same.
    “Kop khun ka,”
said Zed’s mother.
    “She says thank
you,” said Zed. “Thank you for everything you do.”
    “No problem,”
said Dave. Zed’s mother smiled and he couldn’t help look at her soft inviting
mouth and wonder if it had indeed been the mother who’d massaged him the
previous night.   “Lek, did you come
into my room last night?”
    “Me? Did you want
me to? I thought you liked Zed, not me.”
    “I do like Zed.
But I thought…”
    “What? I don’t
understand?”
    “Did you…”   He shrugged.   He could see from the confused look on her face that she
hadn’t a clue what he was talking about. “Forget it.”
    The minibus
driver beeped the horn again.   “Time to go,” said Lek. “We have to work tonight.”
    Lek went over to
the minibus and threw her bag in the back. Dave picked up Zed’s bag and waited
for her to finish saying goodbye to her mother.
    Zed came over and
took her bag from him. “My mother very happy,” she said. “She said you good man
for help her.”   Dave and Zed walked
over to the minibus. The three girls were already in their seats and Zed and
Lek climbed