The Hot Mahatma by Gardner F. Fox

Author:Gardner F. Fox [Fox, Gardner F.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Action Adventure, Erotica, femme fatale, hippies, India, Secret agent, Sexpionage, Vintage Sleaze
Publisher: Gardner Francis Fox Library
Published: 2020-11-13T05:00:00+00:00

After dinner we strolled the gardens that flanked one side of the palace, while I admired the oleander and the tamarind trees, the trimmed tamarisk shrubs, the delicate white marble benches and the gurgling fountains that made a soft music in the Indian night. The scene of flowering bamboo was like perfume sprayed in the night-time darkness. It made one languid and sleepy.

Devika put her arm about my middle as we strolled. She walked so that I could feel the warmth of her thigh through the silver sari, reminding me that we had a secret between us, a secret she did not want her husband to discover.

After an hour, we went to bed.

I examined my room before I let myself sink down in the bed cushions. I also locked and bolted the oaken door, I made sure the latticework set into the narrow windows could not be opened. I did not want another visit from a thuggee friend. Just before I dozed off to sleep, I wondered what had happened to him.

Next day, the rajah took me riding through the Hyderjapore hills. I was glad of the opportunity to be alone with him, because I was curious about Ling Fu.

"Does he really exist?” I asked. "Or am I chasing a will-o'-the-wisp? Where can he be hiding, that you can't locate him. How and when do you expect to find him? Much as I'm enjoying myself, I can't stay here forever."

"Ling Fu is a very suspicious man,” he answered. "He trusted his youthful friend, Kasim Chand. When Kasim Chand was killed, he grew suspicious of everyone, and went away to hide himself—nobody knows where."

The maharajah assured me that his agents were turning the countryside upside-down in their efforts to dis cover his hiding place. The fact that I was attacked yesterday should be proof to me that other agencies were at work, to prevent my meeting Ling Fu. I would have to be patient.

As if to cajole me into enjoying my stay the more, Rajpat Singh explained that he was preparing a tiger hunt in my honor. I would be able to shoot a big Bengal and take its skin home with me, to decorate my apartment. And too, there were the rites to Parvati, which if I were honest in my statement that I was no Puritan—I would enjoy no end.

"Oh, I'm no Puritan," I agreed. “As a matter of fact, the boys in L.U.S.T. call me Double Oh Sex.”

"Is that so?” the rajah murmured, giving me an odd look. "In that case, I might be talked into showing you a collection of erotica which is world famous among the devotees of this art."

The closed, locked door? I reached out, stretching in the saddle, and put a hand on his forearm. I squeezed, letting my eyes go bright with expectation.

"Please do, your highness," I breathed. "I've done a lot of reading, I've been on the Victo Storto in Pompeii and have gone into the Vitti house there, to see the frescoes on its walls.

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