8 comments/ 39876 views/ 6 favorites Bangkok Heifer Ch. 01 By: allforall Thanks to TECHSAN for Editing and suggesting a multi chapter format Today I stand astride the summit of my success. I know that sound like pompous crap, but that's what I feel like today. My name is Michael Howard, I'm twenty-eight, weigh one sixty eight, have a face that is suntanned to brown, ruggedly handsome, and work as a construction engineer project manager. I'm right now on top of a twelve story building in Bangkok, Thailand with my company's owner, Mr. Run Seal, and Gen. Subiyat of the Thai Army. We have just completed a power dam up river, and we now have a US aid contract for the dredging of a ship canal on the Irrawaddy River. Those two gentlemen will make multiple millions out of the dredging contract and I will make a few million of my very own. It isn't bad for a boy that four years ago was staring at his wife's naked ass being fucked by an ex-Green Beret drunkard. Back then I was an electronic engineer technician for Harris Aircraft maintenance. My wife, Elaine, was then twenty-one; beautiful if you like Anne Hathaway types, and was the only child of Alexander Gershon, one of Rhode Island's US senators. Our wedding was one of those spectacular events that sometimes show up in People Magazine. The Senator used the ceremony as a campaign production and as a reward for loyal supporters. To give an example of the excess, the rehearsal dinner cost over $75,000 all by itself. Our first real quarrel occurred at the end of our honeymoon. We had vacationed on Jamaica at the Hedonism Resort. I enjoyed the scuba diving and water activities. Elaine enjoyed the beach and the land activities. We both enjoyed the tolerance of skinny-dipping and nude sun bathing. We had no tan lines at the end of our trip. Our quarreling started when Elaine wanted to extend our stay for an additional week. I had only enough vacation for the two weeks we had been there so I had to go back to work I told Elaine that I trusted her and she could stay with her parents' friend for the extra days but that I had to go back to work. Elaine told me that we could live off of her inheritance but that was unacceptable for me. I had to earn my own way for my self-respect. Harris Aircraft had low bid into maintenance contracts for several foreign airlines. Those airlines would sometimes have to maintain an airliner with parts that had failed and was therefore not airworthy. A side effect of these contracts was not enough hourly employees working on the maintenance and a requirement for engineering ingenuity. An obvious result of the latter was a spectacular number of hours that I was working. I was pulling sixteen-hour days six and seven days a week. Elaine complained at first but then seemed to accept the hours that I worked as the price of my salary. One Thursday evening, I came home on time for a change. I hoped to get some action before supper. Well, I got the action, just not the action that I wanted. I came in the house hearing the stereo going full volume. I went to the back bedroom and opened its door. The fucker and fuckee were going so strong that they didn't see me. I went out to the hall closet, got the Polaroid camera and the camcorder. I took the lens cap off and turned the camcorder on. I then placed the camcorder to watch the pair of them, and then started taking flash pictures with the Polaroid. The fucker got up and clobbered me into the floor and took the Polaroid out to his car in the back alley. My wife stood over me and told me that I was a worthless wimp and deserved to lie on the floor forever. She went out to the kitchen and waited for me to come to. I got up after a long twenty count, and checked to see if the camcorder had recorded all the action. I got lucky. The camcorder had been on wide angle and there was more than enough tape to record all the fucking and my beating and my soon to be ex-wife's affectionate goodbye. I took the camcorder out to my car and left to hunt for a divorce lawyer and a police officer. I found the lawyer, Karen Michael, first. She was very hungry for my money, and promptly made copies of the tape at the nearest video store. I then went to the local police where I filed a complaint against the man who beat me. Turned out his name was Aran Stonya, ex-Green Beret, and all-around drunken brawler. The police hauled him in that evening. The dummy hadn't even thrown the Polaroid camera with its pictures away. My lawyer filed for divorce Friday morning. Then the great Senator stepped in. He had the juice to get the beater freed and the divorce put on hold. Senator Gershon told me that I better learn to keep quiet and not embarrass his family. I told Senator Poop Deck that I wanted that bastard who beat me to learn bubba love and the senator's daughter shown for the whore slut that she truly was. The Senator said that I was asking for a dirt nap and left the room. I was getting smart. I had a new videotape in the camcorder. I leaked the dirt nap speech to the Florida Times Union at 2:30 in the afternoon of the next day. By 6:00 the Senator had the bastard back in jail and offered a good financial settlement for me to leave his daughter discreetly. I turned down the money but agreed that if the Senator paid for the divorce costs and kept the bastard in jail for a year, I would leave town in the night. At 1:30 in the morning I was on a flight to Mexico City's Juarez airport and some broken down 707s. I worked on aircraft problems for the next six months. My divorce came through in three months but the senator broke part of his word to me. That drunk got out of jail after three months on good behavior. The bastard then married Elaine in a truly grotesque three-ring circus of a marriage that must have set the Senator back a cool million. While working at the Juarez airport, I got involved in building construction. I developed a relationship with Mexican government officials and Chinese construction contractors. I was particularly a favorite of a Mr. Run Seal. Mr. Seal owned a construction company. My expertise in integrating electronic repair facilities at modest costs was to him simply adorable. He had me manage a maintenance contract for Mexicana Airline at the Juarez airport. If this had been an American company the Mexican government would have banned the contract but, because of the Chinese corporation's participation, we were good to go. The next contact was down in Panama. We needed a secure warehouse for containers that were offloaded from the container ships for movement up to the Central American states. I did better than expected and I ran the administration side when the Chinese manager failed to show. Mr. Seal complemented me on my problem solving. He said, "Mike, you have solved problems without whining or looking for scapegoats. This is unusual, given my experience with Chinese managers. But the most important talent that you possess is the ability to work with people who aren't well educated and don't even speak your language." "Mr. Seal, I'm grateful that you gave me this chance to prove myself in your eyes." "Mike, enough ass kissing. We need to work on some big projects. How would you like to work in Thailand and Myramar?" "I would like that fine, sir, but don't you have family who want those projects?" "You're sharp. Yes, I have family that wants to be paid, but I want a profit and the ability to go back for more contracts after the first contract. My wallet and I will reward you well for success and not at Chinese income levels. You and I can make millions of dollars a year each." I listened politely. I had learned that in the eastern cultures the young buck listens to the old leader always. Mr. Seal was right. There was money to be made. Thus I came to be standing on top of a building in Bangkok. The view was outstanding if you like looking at a polluted city. We could see the opportunities and they were beautiful. Gen. Subiyat was using his binoculars to scan the city below us. He started laughing and said, "Mike, look at the farangs going into Hollywood Joe." I looked through his binoculars and started cursing. It was Elaine and her shiftless drunk of a husband. Gen. Subiyat laughed, "Why are you cursing in English? Curse in Thai like the rest of us." I said, "That's my ex-wife and the bastard who beat me up. I hate to think they are enjoying themselves in my Bangkok." Gen. Subiyat said, "I don't know about him but she won't be enjoying anything unless she likes a good whipping and Thai hot sauce up her slit." I said, "What in the world do you mean?" Gen. Subiyat said, "At this time of day with a farang woman, there is only one reason to go to Hollywood Joe. Your bastard is going to sell her and get some drinking money." I asked, "Gen. Subiyat, are you shitting me? This is the sort of revenge that only the Chinese can devise." Mr. Run Seal said, "If the Senator is as powerful as you say, she won't be in there very long. Is that enough revenge for you, Mike?" I asked Gen. Subiyat, "Is Hollywood Joe anyone to your family? I'm asking because the Senator can take powerful revenge if she was truly damaged." Gen. Subiyat said, "Unfortunately Hollywood Joe is my wife's third cousin and a partner in our dredging project. I'm afraid we will have to rescue the little bitch and save him from himself." I said, "On the other hand, the Senator can be very grateful to the person who saves his family from embarrassment. However, the daughter may not yet realize just how bad a circumstance that she is in." Gen. Subiyat responded, "You mean for the Senator to be grateful to us, his daughter must have a life altering experience. That may take awhile. But we must be patient in approaching Hollywood Joe. We should not be premature in our approach." I wanted to thank the General, but I knew that I should accept this blessing quietly. We continued observing as Elaine and Aran went in and only Aran came out. While we were watching and speculating, Aran was making a deal for Elaine. As an ex-Green Beret Aran knew enough Thai words to get by in a market negotiation. Hollywood Joe gave him 8000 baht. Elaine stood there in a stupor. The first thing Hollywood had to do was get Elaine naked and then fully awake. Hollywood had his people give her a shot of medical grade amphetamine. She shot awake while standing in high heel shoes that were locked to the floor. Elaine cursed, "Do you know who I am? You give me my clothes back this minute or there will be hell to pay." Hollywood said, "little farang, I know exactly what you are. Watch the birdie. There, you are started in show business. Put the brace (O Gag) in her mouth." Hollywood's people placed a brace that held Elaine's mouth open. The metal the brace was made with caused the mouth tissues pain. Elaine started to scream incoherently. Hollywood's people then fastened clamps to her nipples and her vaginal lips. Elaine tried to remove the clamps but the people with rubber gloves, held her hands until the electricity started flowing. When that happened, Elaine started jerking and trying to dance with her feet locked to the floor. The electricity was a high frequency, current limited type that would cause pain but not damage the skin. It would definitely keep Elaine awake. The amphetamine finally wore off and the electricity was used to keep Elaine from relaxing. Elaine's Story I was Elaine Howard. I was married to Mike Howard. We had a story book courtship. We met when we were both graduating from college. Mike was what the other girls called a hot prospect. Maybe it was the idea that the other women wanted him but I decided that I would get him. He was getting an engineering degree. I know, sort of boring, but at least he had a degree. Most young men that I had met knew about my father, but Mike didn't have a clue who father was. I admit it was appealing to be wanted just because I was me, not my father's daughter. I didn't recognize it at the time but, Mike wasn't impressed with my family. I mean Mike liked my father for his conversation but didn't even notice that he was an U.S. Senator. We had an elegant memorable wedding ceremony. Anybody in political Rhode Island attended. We honeymooned at Hedonism Resort in Jamaica. I wasn't shy about my body and Mike was proud of his physique. We played and made love till I had trouble walking. But all good things end. Mike said he had to return to work. He wouldn't listen to me that work was highly overrated. We had friends in Jamaica that we could have stayed with, but no! Mike had to go to work. He did offer to let me stay with my friends but I didn't want to be separated from my husband just yet. Eight months went by. I was lucky to see Mike three hours a week. Our lovemaking went into the toilet. Finally a sharp self-confident man started paying attention to me. He was Aran Stonya. He knew all these strange foreign languages and he was very attentive. He knew just what to say to cheer me up. Early one afternoon he dropped by with champagne and Puerto Rican Rum. We started drinking and, well, one thing led to another. Just as he got going with me, Mike came in the room and started taking pictures. I was scared, but Aran beat the hell out of Mike, and I thought Mike would now know to stay closer to home. I talked some trash to Mike to remind him that he needed me more than I needed him. I knew that was cruel, but I needed to keep Mike off balance. After all he might try to divorce me By that evening Aran was arrested and Mike was threatening to divorce me for adultery. I was scared sober. I called my Father and he came right down. He got with the local police and made some offers and threats and got Aran released. Then my father talked to me about my stupidity in being caught in my own bed by my husband. Then he said, "We have to have a united front to handle Mike. Just do as I say and Mike will see reason and quit talking divorce." He arranged a meeting with Mike. My father told Mike, "Young man, this is partly your fault. You are supposed to be home every evening to attend to your family." Mike replied, "Yeah, I bet your staffers get to go home on time every night don't they?" "Young man, my staffers are doing important work. They have a future. They're not stuck in some job where they touch greasy metal." My father replied. Mike stood up and said, "You wouldn't think that if you were flying on one of those airliners. Anyway, Elaine and I both promised to be faithful to each other. She broke that promise and now she must pay." "Howard, you will be in serious trouble if you don't shut up now." My father growled. Mike calmly replied, "I want a uncontested divorce for adultery, her fault. And I want that ham handed bastard in jail for the full term of his sentence." The senator shouted, "You better change your tune. My daughter won't be divorced by the likes of you, and Mr. Stonya can always come back to handle you again. Then if you still haven't learned your lesson, we will give a permanent dirt nap. You do know what that means don't you. Mike turned on his heel and walked out of my father's room. My father said, "I talked tough to him and now he will see the right way to do things." Unfortunately Mike did tough better than my father talked tough. The Florida Times Union called father that afternoon with a story that they were going to run the next day. My father got white as a sheet. That evening, my father agreed to put Aran back in jail and pay for Mike's divorce from me. I expected to lose all the wedding presents but Mike didn't want anything but the clothes on his back. He left town the next morning. My father had Aran tried and convicted within a week. I stood by Aran at his trial. After all this was partly my fault. Aran had to stay in jail for three months before Florida said he was ready for shock probation. I had been scared that Aran would be hurt while he was in prison but it turned out that he was top dog in the big house. My father arranged a giant wedding for Aran and me. It was very expensive but this time nobody who did not work for the Senator came. I became Elaine Stonya. Aran drank a lot. He never beat me but he was mentally abusive. I started yearning for Mike's avoidance. We traveled all over the world, which kept Aran out of my father's hair. We were on a trip to Australia. We got to see the kangaroos in the wild. We flew over the outback and got to visit Ayers Rock Unfortunately Aran got bored with all the scenery. He wanted some bright lights and naked girls. We went to a nude beach but that wasn't all that interesting to Aran. He hated the Fosters beer. Finally he was so upset that he got a change in itinerary and got us tickets to Bangkok Thailand. My father hadn't approved this change so we arrived without any spending money. Aran and I got drunk in the hotel bar and then Aran remembered an old friend. I remembered giggling as we went in the gaudiest bar I had ever seen. The people were as colorful as the bar. Aran got me a drink with an umbrella in it, and started talking with the owner. Aran asked me to dance on top of the bar. I tried to climb up but fainted. I woke up naked, with my feet tied in the highest heels I had ever worn. I stood up, waving in the breeze and yelled, "Do you know who I am? You give me my clothes back this minute or there will be hell to pay." I heard, "Little farang, I know exactly what you are. Watch the birdie. There, you are started in show business. Put the brace (O Gag) in her mouth." I wasn't sure what had happened to me, but I was damn scared. The brace as he called it hurt like the devil. If I touched it with my tongue, my tongue burned. I couldn't speak words any more. I could just cry. I wondered where Aran was. This might be one of his sick jokes. They fastened these clips to my nipples and both my labia. I tried screaming. They turned the electricity on. If my feet were not tied to these shoes which wouldn't leave the floor, I would have jumped through the ceiling. They kept turning on the current whenever I got sleepy. I was exhausted but I was afraid to close my eyes. Finally I just collapsed. Bangkok Heifer Ch. 02 Chapter 2: Slave Birth (Thanks to techsan) We went down to the street. Mr. Seal's Mercedes and driver were waiting for us. Gen. Subiyat made an appointment with Hollywood for that evening. We had a nice lunch at Mr. Seal's hotel. Later that evening we all drove to Hollywood Joe. Gen. Subiyat walked in like he owned the place; well, he may have owned a share. Hollywood Joe was supervising the torture of Elaine. He said to the Gen., "She thinks that she can out stubborn me but I have broken better before. The market for top line farang concubines is worth much baht every night." Gen. Subiyat took Joe into a secret conversation. Suddenly Joe roared, "That American fucker might cost me my club and give me a rest cure in the lumber camps. I will gut that fucker and throw him in the klong." I said to both of them, "Let me call the Senator and suggest that the Thai government would take an interest if he politely requested assistance." Gen. Subiyat said, "You do that, Mike. In the meanwhile we need to videotape the woman for some profit. She won't be badly damaged, and who knows? She might have some new fun. After all you didn't leave her a virgin, did you?" I said, "I'll make the call right now. Mr. Seal, may I make an overseas call?" Mr. Seal said, "Just this once, Mike, because I love you." I called and got the Senator's aide, Maurice. I told Maurice, "I know the Senator doesn't want to speak with me, but Elaine is in serious trouble in Bangkok." Maurice asked, "What sort of trouble could Elaine be in? And why is she in Bangkok?" "As to why she is here, I don't know or care. The trouble seems to be that she was sold by her husband into the Bangkok sex trade," I answered with a grin. Maurice responded, "I can't believe that. In this day and age, no, that cannot happen." I threw back at him, "Well, if you don't believe me, call her husband and have him get Elaine on the phone." "I'll do just that. When Elaine talks with me, I will give her your phone number so she can chew you out personally." There was a click as he hung up the phone. He called me back in ten minutes. Maurice said, "Aran said she was having a massage and would call in about an hour. I told him his credit cards are canceled if we don't speak with Elaine right then and he should carry the phone to her. He hung up on me and would not pickup again. What should I do?" I suggested, "Tell the Senator to call Aran or the embassy. Did you find out what hotel they were staying?" Maurice hung up without responding. Joe gave me Elaine's visa and passport. He announced, "Won't somebody buy this farang bitch?" He edgily said, "No one buys her soon, I must throw her in the klong along with her good-for-nothing husband." He added, "No evidence is good evidence." Gen. Subiyat called police headquarters to get the errant husband found before he left Thailand. Gen. Subiyat got a phone call back in a hour, saying that the idiot had over-consumed some purple heroin and was as dead as last year's sewage. We now had a serious problem. If I had not notified the Senator, we could have just let Elaine suffer for the next few months until she overdosed on the local chemicals. But now with a dead husband, the Senator was going to believe that we had kidnapped his daughter. Maurice called me back in two hours time, "I can't find Aran or Elaine. She hasn't checked into her hotel." The Senator got on the line, "Mike, is this one of your stunts? I can make your life hell, you know." I said, "I didn't put Elaine in this mess. The muscle bound idiot you let out of jail did. I'm actually trying to help." I added to him, "I will continue to hunt for Elaine but only you can motivate the Embassy personnel to action." The Senator said, "Don't you worry, those little tight pants pussies will get my hot iron up their butts until they start moving. How are you going to hunt for Elaine and how did you know about Aran selling her?" I answered, "I'm a businessman in Asia. To make money I listen and follow up on anything strange. And you have got to agree this is strange. A senator's daughter being sold into prostitution doesn't happen more than once a year around here." The Senator asked, "How often does some husband sell his wife around there?" I told him, "This sort of thing goes on all the time in Bangkok with foreigners. It's divorce without alimony paradise, if you know what you're doing. But nobody would do it to a Thai woman. The bar owners wouldn't buy. She could escape too easily and her family would be honor-bound to collect vengeance." The Senator sobbed and hung up without saying anything else. I almost felt sorry for him, but then remembered that he let Aran out of jail to marry Elaine. That made him partly responsible for the mess she was in. We watched the training of Elaine. She really got excited when the electrodes were attached to her earlobes. When the current was turned on, she almost broke her attachments to the shoes. Elaine was learning lessons much faster than she learned in college. The embassy contacted me the next morning. Apparently the Senator had made a great annoyance of himself and they had to appear that they were doing something. Since they didn't seem to care about Elaine or any other lost wife, I suggested, "You look in the Soi Cowboy area." Since this was the other side of Bangkok they would never get close to us. Elaine was getting quite exhausted. Joe said, "Now is the time. Her suggestibility is very high." Joe suggested that I reimburse him for all his costs. I asked, "What have you spent so far?" Joe said, "I needed seventeen thousand." I said, "Dollars?" Joe responded, "No, baht." I had enough pocket cash so I gave him twenty thousand and told him, "Keep the change." Joe looked at me suspiciously but took the money anyway. As Joe was video taping Elaine anyway, I asked him for a copy of my investment. He allowed that if I furnished the tapes he would give me the duplicates. I countered that I wanted the originals for foreign distribution. He gave me the raw originals as he made them. Elaine finally collapsed on her feet and started to snore loudly on the hardwood floor. Joe said, "Mike, this would be a good time for you to suggest to her what you want her to be." I turned off all the cameras since I didn't want my face ever to be seen in this context. I spent the next hour and half reading selected scripts that Joe had prepared for English hearing farang women. I hoped that I had made her a better lover for the next man in her life. When I left the room, Joe said, "You must be the first man that she sees when she wakes up." "Why, Joe?" "Mike, she will be in love with the first man that she sees, even if it's an ugly Mutt from the highlands." "I don't want my face in any more trouble than it already is." "Trust me, Mike. None of us want any risk to the dredging project. This will make her so easy to handle you won't believe what a slave she will be. Now go back in the room and get naked with her. I promise on my hope of staying out of prison that this will work better than a magic charm." I went back into the room and got naked. I hoped that the cameras were still off and that Joe knew what he was doing and it wasn't a great joke on a farang. Elaine woke up and saw me. She crawled over and started hugging me. She was only half-awake but she was so damn affectionate it was all I could do not to fuck the living hell out of her. Joe had insisted that I have an ear-bud to listen to his comments without disturbing Elaine's mood. Joe suggested that I hold Elaine's ears close to my mouth and whisper commands of what she should feel towards me. He was very firm that I could not be sarcastic or loving toward Elaine at this point. She needed firm, purposeful and direct simple commands of how to feel and act. He had me repeat after him the appropriate words and thoughts for her to remember. After another hour, I was damn near as exhausted as Elaine. She collapsed into a short but very deep sleep. Joe said, "You better be ready to ride her down until she collapses again. But if you do you will have a true slave for the rest of your life." "Joe, I'm not trying to be rude but how can that be?" "Mike, I have trained hundreds of women this way. It's true that there is more work for me but the final loyalty is worth every minute of my time. Plus I am fifteen years older than you and I can ride a woman into love every time." I took a nap, went to the bathroom, and brushed my teeth. I was ready when Elaine woke again. I frenched her just as she came awake. I grabbed her ass and lifted it on my lap. Elaine grabbed me around the neck and returned my kiss. I followed Joe's advice and ignored her morning breath taste. I stuck my tongue as far down her throat as I could. She wiggled her ass on top of my cock. I was prepared to try and stimulate her but Joe said in my earbud, "Don't confuse her. She needs control not love. Remember she has lost her memories and needs the surety of new memories. Now rule her, don't ask her!" Joe then said, "Lift her up until your member stands alone and then set her down over your cock. She will be more than wet enough." Hell, he was right. She was tight but very wet. She started to move up and down on my cock. She rubbed her breasts into my chest and wouldn't stop kissing me. She finally stopped kissing me to speak, "Please come in me. I need your cum. Take me." I came quickly but she didn't stop moving on me and somehow I didn't get soft. After another fifty minutes she collapsed and I could free myself from her twat. "Joe, that was the best damn sex that I ever had with her." "Mike, you're a natural born slaver. For me this is hard work but you actually enjoyed the experience. I'm glad you don't want a club in Bangkok." "What do I do now?" "Keep her close. You should be the first one she sees when she awakes. You don't have to make it with her now until she cleans herself up though. Next time take her in the shower and wash together. At this point she will give you anything you want and not even notice that she gave it. You are the total focus of her life. In a few days she will be so attached that she could not stand separation from you. Then you have her for life; no matter what you do to her from then on she will obey you just to be with you." Joe said I could stay here for two more days but then the dredging project would need me and I would need to take my pillow girl with me. I woke Elaine up and took her to the shower and toilet. I could barely believe it but she was afraid to leave me to go to the bathroom alone. I brushed her teeth and showered with her. She clung to me like Saran wrap. I called the Senator and got his aide again. The aide said that the embassy was not very energetic in looking for Elaine. I said, 'Well, little me has found her. Do you want to talk to her now?" The Senator got on the line and started talking with Elaine. I discovered that Elaine couldn't stand any separation from me. I had to hold her close for her to talk coherently on the phone. The Senator finally asked to talk with me. I answered his questions and told him that she seemed to need me close for some reason. The Senator asked me to put her on a plane for America. I said that Elaine needed a person to go with her since she was very upset with any separation. Could he get some one that Elaine knew to go with her on the flight back to home? When Elaine heard that I might not be with her, she went into a full panic mode. She started begging me to keep her with me. The Senator said that he was taking a fact-finding tour to Thailand the next morning. I said that I would be in Bangkok for two more days but I had to go to my new job on the Irrawady on the third day. Elaine spoke to me and begged to go with me to the Irrawady. The Senator got into Bangkok the next morning. I guess if you have enough money you can get straight through anywhere. Elaine and I met him at the airport. He had arrived in one of those long range Gulfstream aircraft. He hugged Elaine but when he pulled her away from me she started to panic again. The Senator asked me if we could talk alone. I said we would need to wait until Elaine needs to sleep. The Senator and I had a conversation while Elaine napped. I told him she had been badly frightened but not physically hurt. He asked who had done the hurting. I said I didn't know for sure but I would bet that her drunken ex-husband deserved much of the blame. The Senator asked me where the bastard was. I said that I had heard that he had died of a drug overdose but I wasn't powerful enough to find out from the police. The Senator made a call to the Embassy. The little people from there made a beeline to the airport. The Bangkok police had a full report on the drunkard's demise. The Senator, after getting that information, asked me what my intentions were to Elaine. I said, "If she were not panicking with any mention of a separation, I would just put her on the plane with you and never see her again. But with this emotional response she is having I feel responsible and I will keep her with me until she gets back her old attitude toward me." The Senator thought for a minute and said, "She once loved you, boy. God knows why. I did not want her to settle for you." "I remember that but I also remember her insulting me while she was with that terminal asshole. I can't pretend any sadness over his end. I just wish that it had happened before he started beating on my face. If you can stand me in your life for a little while, I will let her stay with me for the next few months. By then she should want to come home and hide from the jungle and the bugs and the general anguish of working on a jungle river." The Senator said, "I know she could not stand such a life for a day let alone a month or two. Why don't I just put her on the plane while she is asleep and keep her sedated till we get home and a nice hospital." "Well, she is your daughter. I would be careful with drugs but you could have a doctor fly with you to carefully observe any reactions." The Senator said, "I have a doctor with me on the plane right now. Help me carry her on board." I waited until the plane took off. I guess I was a little sad at Elaine's leaving again, so I didn't hurry away from the airport. The Embassy people caught me at the taxi stand and told me that the Senator had landed again and wanted to see me now. I got back out to the ramp where a very frightened Elaine suddenly saw me and broke free from the doctor and the Senator and ran to me screaming that she never wanted to be separated from me. She hugged me in such a suggestive way that I worried that the Thai morality police would be over there to arrest her. I took off my suit coat and wrapped it around her shoulders. The doctor was telling the Senator that Elaine had a serious fixation on me and she needed, not just wanted, to be always in the same room as me. I repeated my offer to the Senator. Elaine chimed in; "I will go anywhere with you, Mike. Would you let me have your baby someday?" This was a bit over the top even for me but the Senator decided that something was going a new way and he wasn't going to oppose the path of the future anymore. The Senator did ask me to marry his daughter if I got her pregnant. I'm now on top of the world with a wife-to-be, who couldn't be unfaithful ever, loves me to distraction, and would probably die to save my life. I'm not sure that I want all this but somehow it has come to me anyway. I remember Joe saying, "If you ask her to, she will find you mistresses, kill your enemies, and be more loyal than any dog could possibly be. If that isn't good enough for you, you should die now because only your Christian heaven will be good enough for you." Elaine's Story Continues When I woke up there was a naked man with me. He started whispering in my ear. I had to really concentrate to hear him. He talked and talked to me. Finally I believed that he was there to rescue me. I fell asleep again. I woke up with a man kissing me. Somehow this seemed normal. He lifted me onto his lap. He kept kissing me as he lifted my ass up. I slid down on his member. I honestly didn't know what I was doing but it felt good. I suddenly recognized what I was doing I opened my mouth to protest but instead I said, "Please come in me. I need your cum. Take me." I couldn't believe what I said. It didn't make any sense. I got excited and moved faster and faster. I could barely keep kissing him. I think I came several times. Finally I was exhausted. I collapsed in a sound sleep. I next woke up when he was taking me to a shower. I suddenly recognized him as he was brushing my teeth. This was Mike. Mike walked me over to a telephone. He had called daddy. Mike backed away to allow me to talk with father. I was terrified. I had never felt so alone. I was only at ease when Mike held me again. That felt so wonderful to be held by Mike. Inside I wondered what the hell was going on but my outsides needed to be next to Mike. Mike arranged for Father to come get me. Suddenly I was scared out of my wits that Mike wouldn't be near. He hugged me and the fear went away. The next day Father and I met at Bangkok's airport. Father's pet doctor was there. He gave me a twilight shot and I almost went to sleep. Suddenly I realized that Mike wasn't next to me and I went insane. They brought the plane back down. I saw Mike out the window and I broke two nails opening the hatch. I ran to see Mike. While I was hugging him I heard the words tumble out of my mouth, "I will go anywhere with you, Mike. Would you let me have your baby someday?" Going to the Dredging Project I now had a pillow girl on my hands. To anyone else this would have been a blessing. When I got Elaine and myself back to the partner of the dredging project, all kinds of laughter broke out. Joe was the first to recover from the laughing fit. He said, "You need milk in jungle." Then he broke out in laughter again. Mr. Seal was having a fit and then noticed the calendar. He switched off the good humor and spoke, "Mike you need to be at the Irrawady now." I had no real excuse. After all Mr. Seal was boss and I was the one enjoying the taming of Elaine. Before I could apologize, Mr. Seal stated, "I was going to fly you out to my freighter on an old seaplane, but it is having engine trouble. I have a turbo porter at the airfield you just left. Hope you don't need baggage." As I got into Mr. Seals Mercedes, Elaine saw me leaving and dived through an opened window like a Dukes of Hazzard entry to the Gen. Lee. We got to the airport in six minutes. The bad news was there was no pilot, the plane wasn't fueled and we had no maps. Well Elaine and I fueled the plane to over flowing, and got the engine running. General Subiyat got us a Thai Army pilot and maps of the route. We had some jungle clothes brought to us from my hotel. We took off without clearance but the General got that for us before a Thai Airforce could shoot us down. Elaine and I were seat belted together in one seat. The pilot had the other seat. We arrived at an airfield near the dredging site. The plane took off without ever shutting down. A Thai army medic and a driver greeted us. The oldest working World War II duce and a half I had ever seen took all of us to a dock on the Irrawady where an even rattier tugboat was waiting.