[killer_pussy]

A long story...

BANGKOK BABY

I flew into Bangkok on the 5pm flight out of Sing-
apore, hoping that my stay would be a short one. The
company I worked for had just invested a couple of hun-
dred million in a new cement plant near Paknam and I was
to ensure that the agreements reached in our long yet
tenuous negotiations with the Thai government were being
upheld. At least that was the plan. However, after a
week "on the road" without even a sniff of oriental
pussy, I was more interested in getting laid!

By the time I took a taxi to the hotel and checked
in, it was 9pm local time and my cock was just about
busting out of my pants. Everywhere you looked there
were literally dozens of slim, creamy little Thai beau-
ties parading their scantily-clad young bodies around
like some kind of juvenile meat-market. Knowing the
drill, I asked the hotel porter straight up if he could
get me a girl for the night. His wink and silly grin
told me I'd hit pay-dirt.

"You like young girl, boss?" he asked, leaning
close. His breath smelled like a sewer.

"Sure, the younger the better," I said pushing
him away from my face. "How much?"

"Just fiffy dollar to you, boss", he replied,
still grinning like a fool.

"Fifty dollars??!!", I said incredulously. "Jesus
I only want her for the night, not all week. What is she
gold plated or something?"

The little man giggled stupidly and shook his
head.

"No, boss. She real pretty, new girl, only been
with man twice, honest"

It was a bit steep for one night even by Bangkok
standards, but then again I was feeling as horny as a
ten-peckered billy-goat, and if even half of what he
said was true I would be in for quite a treat. I took
out two tens and a five and handed them to him, knowing
that if I gave him the full amount straight up, I'd pro-
bably never see his ugly slant-eyed face again.

I unpacked, took a beer out of the refrigerator
and slumped on the couch to relax. Exactly an hour
later there was a knock at the door. I opened it and
got the surprise of my life. Standing there was the
most gorgeous little Eurasian girl I had ever seen.
Only problem was, she couldn't have been older than
about twelve.

"Er... can I help you?", I asked, a trifle
uncertain of the situation.

"You want a girl for the night, mister?", she
said, smiling prettily. Her English was perfect, with
just a trace on an accent.

"Ahh, y...yeah, yeah, come in", I stammered. My
mind was racing. This couldn't be for real, she was so
young, so beautiful. I locked the door behind us and
turned to look at her.

She was absolutely gorgeous, shapely for her age,
with small peach sized breasts, a narrow little waist
and a firm rounded ass that jiggled delightfully under
the red, silk of her dress as she moved across the room.

The dress was short and very, very tight, and
every time she took a step, I could see her pert little
ass-cheeks bobbing provocatively just below the hem-
line. Mmm, mmmmmm! That's one hell of a sexy little
package, I thought as I followed the girl's sensuous
young body across the room. I was still not quite able
to believe my luck. Sure, I had asked for a young girl
but I had expected a sixteen or seventeen-year-old, not
a gorgeous, sexy little pre-teener like this.