Tong in Cheek by Gardner Francis Fox

Author:Gardner Francis Fox [Fox, Gardner Francis]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: sexecutioner, Secret agent, Erotica, China, mafia, Tong
Publisher: Gardner Francis Fox Library
Published: 2019-05-03T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

Pretty Kao Ton was a makeup expert. She made me strip naked, filled her palms with some sort of stuff that looked like glue, and began rubbing it all over my body. Her smooth palms rubbed it into my pores, she went over my breasts very carefully, and my belly, my backside and my back. She knelt and ran those syrupy hands up and down my legs, along my inner thighs, into every nook and cranny that would make me into a Chinese girl.

“You not say much,” she warned. “You not talking so good the Chinese. Not give anyone anything to ask you questions, about.”

She made sense, I decided. She informed me that if I looked shy and timid, I could get away with a lot. Chinese girls are not expected to chatter about world politics and international affairs. They are in the Golden Cloud House for only one purpose.

“You not shy too much?” she asked, eyebrows raised.

“I not shy at all,” I grinned.

She nodded, smiling faintly. “I seeing that, way you not blush when I touching you. Is good sign. Know way around.”

I stared at my image in the mirror when she was done with me. I was a Chinese girl, for fair. My normally red hair was black as a raven’s wing, my skin was a pale gold. Of course, my nipples were brown, my lips red, but this wasn’t unusual for a Chinese girl.

“You bigger there,” Kao Ton said, pointing at my pubic bush that she had dyed black to match my head hair. I stared down between my sharply nippled breasts at my pubic motte, saw the thick hairs growing. I felt a little different in black hair and yellow skin, it was like a disguise. And it’s said that women who wear masks to costume balls where they won’t be known, are apt to let the barriers down in their conduct. Not that I needed any such booster to my naturally amoral nature. It just made it easier.

“Let’s see yours,” I smiled.

Kao Ton giggled and smoothed her palms on the silken sides of her cheong-sam. These Chinese garments are very proper, they cover a girl from ankles to neck, but they are made of thin silk or linen, and they have a lovely habit of clinging to the body that is inside them. Which can be quite revealing when that body is otherwise naked. As was Kao Ton’s slender shape, I felt sure.

Her red-nailed fingers gathered the folds of her skirt, raised it. Up it came, revealing handsome golden legs and dimpled knees, somewhat plump thighs. Then her vaginal dimple came into view, deep-set and sensual. There were no hairs on its lips, none I could see, anyhow. Above it, on the plumply fleshed mons veneris, there were only a few sparse black hairs.

“You see?” she exclaimed triumphantly.

I saw, all right. The hem of the cheong-sam was up above her cute little bellybutton as she showed her private parts off to me without any shame.

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