Chapter 1
This is the story of Dr J, a retired general practitioner whom volunteered to serve in a small province at southern China. He arrived there about two years ago. It was a poor village where non of the local doctors would serve there for fear of being in poverty.
Dr J had made his monies and they were invested in real estates and stocks which generated enough income for him to live more than comfortably. Since his wife passed on, few days before he enlisted himself, his life was meaningless. He needed to feel appreciated again and the chance to travel and do a good deed appealed to him.
Despite objections from his siblings, he determined to make a change. He instructed his brokers and real estate agents to channel his earnings into his new banking account with a branch in Haizgou, China, the place he was heading. Packed all his T-shirts and jeans and some toiletries, he grabbed the next available flight out of Culcatta, India.
When he first landed in China, he truly felt ostracized. Everywhere he went, the locals would stare at him. Being a tall Indian and his dark complexion, he could not help it catching all the attention wherever he went. After traveling a fourteen-hour bus ride, he reach the village of Haizgou. The government allocated a sizable building for his practice and supplied all the required medication.
He had two assistants-cum-nurse-cum-housekeepers. They were a mid-thirty couple and stayed with him. The doctor was glad that they did not discriminate him and they were extremely helpful.
The locals accepted and actually welcome his presence. He was also appointed as one of the town influential committee member. Finally he had what he wanted. Cherished in the lime light for a while but his life was getting bored again.
At fifty six years of age, he was quite active and love to jog one of the numerous jungle treks nearby. The pure country air became a necessity in his life. His boredom started a few nights ago when he decided not to take any more sedatives to help him sleep. He had purchased several novels and he wanted to enjoy them after lay off for quite sometime.
It was on a Tuesday night that he first heard those moaning. Sounds of love that seemed foreign. They were stifled yet distinctive enough for him to catch them. There was no way he could continue to read the novel he held in his hand as those love music chanted his half a century body. There was actually a stirring between his legs that had not happened for a long time. The music lasted about fifteen minutes and it stopped. The tranquility of the night returned.
Still his concentration would not obey him. Feeling frustrated, he decided to have a snack. As he walked to the kitchen, while approaching the common bathroom, Se Yi came out from the toilet wearing a short nightgown. It was not a see through but it stopped at her hips not covering her crotch. And the crotch was exposed. Both of them were stunned. He stared at her wet crotch while she was surprised at huge bulge between his legs. It lasted for about one minute before Se Yi blushed and covered her crotch.
J apologized and walked quickly to the kitchen while she staggered back to her bedroom. There was confusion in his mind. How could he lose his self control just like that. Yet the sight mesmerized him. After gulping down a bottle of milk, he headed straight to his bedroom. That night he masturbated. A practice long neglected. It was special and he felt alive again. He had only a few hours sleep. His mind was thinking how to fulfill his needs. There were plans he definitely liked to try.
Since that night, his behaviour became eccentric. He liked to call Ah Seng to town more often to run idiotic errands. It would create opportunities for him to be alone with Se Yi. He was anxious to get his hands on his first Chinese body.
Normally Se Yi would stand beside him when he treated his patients. She would translate. These few days all of the patients were old folks dampening his prospecting plan. Nevertheless there were some consolations. The first time he made contact was he casually brushed her rounded buttocks while she stood beside him. He “accidentally” dropped his pen. The encounter encouraged him for she did not flinch. He had to find out whether she was cooperating or just playing professional assuming her position.
The next time he dropped the pen, his hand would stroke her lightly on the way down and the way up. There was no reaction except she blushed. He gotten bolder after that. When there were no patient and Ah Seng was not around, he would ask her to stand beside him and pretended to ask certain documents written in Chinese. He would reach down and lay his hand on her calf first. When there was no objection, his lay progressed higher slowly. He could feel she trembled and her face would blush again. Her speech stuttered. However she continued as though nothing happened.
The hand rested at her thigh and the trembling stopped. The speech continued. His hand grasp her thigh lightly. Her breathing increased slightly. After lingering for a while, the hand proceeded to explore higher up till it touched her supple buttocks covered by white cotton panty. The hand continue to touch those fleshy mounds squeezing them gently often. He decided not to stretch his luck further by advancing into the most sensitive zone. His hand was covered by the long black skirt that Se Yi wore that day.
