It was my first weekend here, I thought it would be like any other day but I was wrong.
I noticed a significant increase in the amount of food being prepared. It’s a whole buffet spread like I’ve never seen before. 7 dishes excluding dessert lined up on the tables.
The cookhouse is also a lot more crowded that afternoon with more men loitering around. Everyone is waiting for something to happen it seems.
I took my coffee and retreated to the back of the dining area on the ground floor. I checked my watch and it’s coming to 4pm.
At 4.15pm , I almost dropped my coffee when I saw several girls walking into the cookhouse. They are all dressed in a provocative manner. Low cut blouse and skirts so short there’s no need for a upskirt picture to see the colour of their underwear.
Whistles and cat calls rang out as the pretty ladies waved and flirted with the waiting men.
At the hour passes, more girls entered the cookhouse.
By 5.30pm, there are least 20 girls having their meals and talking to the men.
From the way they are dressed and the way they are behaving, I have no doubts what their roles are.
I saw a sweet looking babe slipping her hand down the pants of a guard I recognised.
Another had her breast openly cupped and kneaded as she moaned in front of her half-eaten dinner.
Hong entered at 6pm with another 2 hot looking girls as the men cheered.
I can’t help but wonder if this is part of the employee benefits.
The girls are a mix of Thais and Malaysians based on the way they speak, I could easily pick out a handful I wouldn’t mind having myself.
I took another refill of coffee as I walked back out to the farmhouse.
I could see the men heading to the 2 properties beside the cookhouse with the ladies in their arms. That must be the place where business is conducted if you get my drift.
When I was halfway back to my garden, I heard Hong call out from behind me.
Hong : JACKSON !!! come !!! COME!!!
He gestured me over before doing a crude action of himself thrusting into thin air and his middle finger disappearing into a circle he made with his thumb and index finger.
Hong : hahahahah!!! AHAHAH!!! Jackson !!! join us …. Hahaha….
I shook my head and wave goodbye to Hong before quickly walking away.
Some of the girls are pretty but the idea of having an orgy with all your colleagues waiting in line didn’t sound particularly appealing. That is if I can call the men my colleagues.
I never expect Hong to hammer on my door, asking me to man up and join him.
Hong : JACKSON !!!! COME OUT!!!.. come out you pussy…. Hahahaha..hahaha…. you shy is it…. Are you shy ??
Jackson : no thank you… you go ahead….. I don’t need….
Hong : come out !!! come out you wuss. !!! hahaha… come… I pick one pretty one for you….
Jackson : It’s ok…. It’s ok… don’t need….
Hong : Come la !!!….
I refused to come out of the farmhouse and after a minute or so, Hong gave up and left, not before shouting out loudly several times; ‘ Jackson is gay ‘
Not wanting to take the chance of being dragged over to the whore house, I quickly left and went back home.
15th January 2015
Wednesday
It was exactly one month to the day since I started work at the strange place.
Declan had called me the night before to say he would be dropping by the farmhouse before lunch to have a chat with me.
I reached work early at 7am to do some simple cleaning up.
The garden looked vastly different already from one month ago.
Most of the plants I added are growing well. The few that did not root well were promptly removed and replaced.
I laid out the invoices and bookkeeping records on the table.
The leftovers from the initials sum Hong gave me was neatly sealed in a plastic bag.
Now all I can do is wait for them to show up.
10.30am
It started to pour heavily at 10.30 in the morning.
From the looks of it, it’s not going to let up anytime soon.
The walk from the castle to my farmhouse is pretty far, slightly less than a 100 metres by my estimate, unsheltered. I doubt Declan would go to the trouble of making his way down in that weather as well. Not in his pressed pants, leather shoes and straight shirts.
No gardener is worth that trouble.
Since I didn’t have breakfast, I set up the steamboat again and got the broth I kept in the fridge boiling.
The fridge had just been refilled with fresh vegetables and sliced meat. As I emptied the ingredients into the pot, I started to make plans for a small space to grow fresh organic vegetables.
I barely got started when I heard commotion outside the door.
I opened the door to see Declan and Hong totally drenched because they shared a single umbrella. It’s pouring and the wind is blowing the rain into the farmhouse.
I can’t believe they took the trouble to come over.
They peered in and saw the bubbling pot of hotpot.
Hong immediately shoved me aside as he rubbed his palms together.
Declan : Ahhhh… just in time…. how kind of you Jackson… hahaha…
Hong : wah….. steamboat….. bo jio… ( Why didn’t you invite us ? )
Hong didn’t need any invitation though, he saw the tray of disposable utensils I kept and helped himself to it.
Within minutes, the 3 of us were doing shabu shabu while Hong tried to convince Declan I was gay.
Seven turned up 10 minutes later and so did Kamal.
I don’t know what happened but I ended up hosting all 4 of them and I emptied my entire fridge. Kamal even took the 2 cans of razor clams I had on the shelves.
Kamal : god… it’s been so long since I had steamboat man…. This is fucking good…..thanks man Jackson…. Can I have more of this sauce… ?
No one seem interested to talk about my work in the garden and I was left busy topping up the soup with a mixture of instant broth and boiled water. They even dunk 2 packets of instant noodles to soak up the remnants of the broth and slurped everything up.
When the soup dried up and after I served the apples I kept in the fridge as desserts, Hong was back onto the issue of me refusing to utilise the staff benefits.
Hong : Oh back to the topic… Jackson is gay…
Jackson : I’m not gay… I like women…
Hong : he refused to fuck the girls on Saturday…it’s free and he refused…
Declan : Leave him alone… you think he as horny as you ?
Kamal : Yah… you would fuck anything with a hole…
Hong : fuck you Kamal…
Kamal : No thanks….
Seven : heet… heet… hahaha.. heet.. heet….
Hong raided my fridge and started to distribute the beer I kept inside around the table after he was done with the apples. I was hoping he would not find that.
Hong : what the fuck man.. hahhaa… got beer some more… good shit ahhaha….we should come here more often…
I declined to have one and told them it was technically work hours for me.
Hong looked at me as if I said something ridiculous.
Hong : whatever la… crazy….
Kamal tore open a packet of chips and none of them offered to help clean up after eating. Seven opened a packet of cashews I wanted to save for my beer. The 4 of them chatted and snacked as if they are in a restaurant and I’m the service staff.
Fine, they’re my bosses, middle management in a way. I’ll just take it with a pinch of salt. Just think of the pay and the freedom I get when doing what I love.
After I was done clearing up, I brought the books and invoices over to Declan.
He took a look and I could see he was genuinely impressed.
Kamal was peering over his shoulders as he looked up at me as if I was mad.
Kamal : Wah…. Gloves….. $2.40…. like that also need to write…you eat full too free is it…. ??
Declan : hello… this….
Declan pointed to the book and added.
Declan : This is accountability……
Hong : hello… I also accounts one ok… ??
Kamal : please la… you are like a fruit seller…. Go by KG one… haha
Hong : eh…. Boss ask me to measure by weight…..
I saw an obvious kick Declan gave to Hong and the room became awfully quiet for a few seconds.
Someone said something they shouldn’t have.
Whatever these guys are doing, Hong, apparently is measuring and counting money not by the face value. He’s doing it by weight.
I wonder how much money they are talking about.
Declan immediately changed the subject and commented on the work I’ve done so far.
Declan : everything is looking good so far…. you’re good with money from what I can see so far….
Jackson : I just want to make sure… everything is in order…. Not nice if you know… there are money unaccounted for….
Hong sniggered and nodded his head as if I hit the nail on the head.
Hong : there are 3 things the boss hates…. So listen carefully…. Or you are fucking dead….one……. you take something that belongs to her…. Things get ugly…..real ugly…..two… you look at her wrong…. I mean if you even have any dirty thoughts while looking at her… you’re dead…. If you touch her…… I mean even by accident….. god bless your soul….
Hong did a slow slash of his neck with his thumb while staring at me with his eyes bulging.
Kamal : tell him the story about the cooks….. all new employees should know about it….
Hong stood up and wiped his greasy hands from handling the chips and nuts on his shirt.
He started to pace around the table while the rest went quiet.
Hong lowered his voice a notch and spoke with a low voice, like the leader of some camp trying to scare the newbies on their first night in a tent.
Hong : Bran….. he always has his shades on….. because…..he…..
Hong sighed before continued.
Hong : He tried to peep at the boss while she change…..
Jackson : what !!
Kamal did a popping sound with his mouth before doing the act of his right eyeball dropping out onto the table. Seven chuckled and threw a nut onto the table to illustrate the eyeball as I jumped a little.
Hong : those were early days….. before we grew to this….she’s known for her bad temper…. Today… she might just fucking shoot him in his head…
Declan shook his head but said nothing.
He would usually tell the guys to shut up but not this time. It appears as if he felt it was necessary I listen.
Hong smiled before putting his hands on my shoulder.
Hong : and for Meng…….Meng’s tongue…… was…… removed….
Jackson : what the fuck…. how does he cook ? doesn’t he need to taste ?
Hong : Don’t interrupt me….
Hong revealed that the boss found out Meng was skimming money off food orders for the kitchen. She confronted him, he denied.
Hong : she presented the proof…. And….. he still tried to insist he did nothing wrong….
Jackson : and… ?
Hong : Oh……. Somehow…. Meng….slipped in the shower that night…. Bit off his tongue…. Cleanly…
Kamal : POP!
Seven threw another nut onto the table as I looked at Hong in disbelief.
Jackson : what about Deuce….
Hong shook his head before taking the seat again.
Hong : Deuce….. got drunk……even when told not to do so when he’s working…. He had a glass too many…. Boss told him to sober the shit up or get out….. Deuce smiled and put his hands around boss’s shoulders….
Hong lowered his voice another notch.
Hong : She warned him…..she gave him a chance….he didn’t listen…..
Kamal : POP POP!
Hong : as a punishment for not listening to her warning…. His eardrums got popped. …
My mouth was slightly apart by then as I listened to the incredible tale Hong was telling me. I don’t know how much to believe.
Jackson : this is staff abuse isn’t it…. ?? but….from what I gather… the boss …. Ermmm.. must be very pretty…
All eyes turned to me at that moment.
Kamal : Oh…. Boss is pretty…. Real hot… but…. Don’t say we didn’t warn you….
Hong gestured to the skies with his palms trying to illustrate a benchmark for me to visualise.
Hong : boss is here…. Queen….
Lowering his hand down, he added ;
Hong : We are here…… farmers….
Kamal : don’t get funny ideas if you want to survive here Jackson….don’t get funny ideas….
All they are doing is making me more curious about the queen. If she’s really that hot and pretty, I would want to see it with my own eyes.
Jackson : why only the cooks….? How about the rest…. ?
Hong : oh…. There are others of course…. They usually meet with…. Unfortunate accident….. they are easily replaced….the cooks however…. She is willing to turn a blind eye and give them another chance…. It’s not easy to find good cooks these days….
Well, at least not those who would want to work here, that’s what I was thinking about in my head but I did not share my thoughts.
Declan : alright enough….
Hong : Not yet….you need to know about her personal guards…. The elites….
Kamal nodded and he continued for Hong. He drew an imaginary circle around the table. The way things work around here, they go by layers, with the queen in the centre while her support staff forms layers radiating outwards.
Kamal : The queen has a circle of 4 female guards….. they are deadly…. Don’t say I never warn you….. have you watched John wick ??
Jackson : yes…… have they killed someone with a pencil …. ?
Kamal : oh you think it’s funny do you…. Hahaha….they will kill you with their lipstick…..
Jackson : bullshit….
Kamal : rumours said the boss killed someone with her high heels before….
Before I could say anything, Hong added;
Hong : I’ve seen 2 of those girls take on 8 men before…..no joke…. Don’t fuck with them….
Kamal : and I’m seen one put Hong on the ground with one hand…. Hahah
Hong got irritated with that and gave Kamal an elbow shove. Apparently it’s not something he wants to share. Determined to get the spotlight away from him, he directed it towards Seven.
Hong : Seven can take them on…..he’s fast….
Seven shook his head vigorously and waved his hands, making a motion of his fist hitting his own head several times.
Declan : Seven can only take 2 of them at most…..
Kamal : those are the 1st layer around the queen…. Then… there’s Declan….he is the only one on the 2nd layer…. He manages…. Us….
I nodded as I digested the information.
Hong : and we… manage the 4th & 5th layer… which are the rest of the men you see…. The girls don’t deal with the day to day operations…. They just protect the queen…..
Jackson : am I in any layer …. ?
Kamal : I’m afraid we don’t have one dedicated for landscaping….
Declan : ok ok… enough with the stories…. Back to business…. Jackson….the garden is coming along real fine…. I like it a lot and the boss likes it too…
My ears perked up the moment I heard Declan mentioned his boss.
Jackson : You mean the Queen loves my work ??
Declan : of course… she gets a birds eye view of the garden from where she is… you can’t miss the transformation of a barren piece of land….
Jackson : that’s good to know….
Declan told me to add more shrub on a particular side of the garden and to reserve a special spot for a small tree.
Declan : Boss has a pot of lime she always wanted to transplant….. but couldn’t find a suitable spot. …. And make sure it’s away from the smoking point you did…. It’s proving to be too popular….
Jackson : No problem… I’ll identify a good spot for her….
Declan : I’m also please to inform you that with immediate effect, your pay… insurance and stuff will be park under a new company…. So just text me your account details…. Don’t worry about dealing with cash… hahaha… I know it’s hard to break big bills without raising eyebrows….
Jackson : oh… that’s good to know…
Hong : ok… now that we’ve got the work part out of the way…. Jackson … what kind of girls you like…..
Kamal : fuck you la….sighzz….
Hong seemed very determined to see me take up the employee benefit.
Hong : You like women… but you don’t want… is it because you virgin ? …. I know a few that takes very good care of virgins…. Serious… serious….
Jackson : No…. i.. I’m not a virgin…. And I don’t… I don’t want any….
Hong : Only a virgin would say he is not a virgin…
Hong clapped his hands together before shaking his right index finger at me as if he had it all figured out.
Hong : virgin… confirm virgin…
Declan : ignore him… and thank you for the steamboat….
Seven gave me a weird frown before showing me the thumbs up sign and raising one leg up in the air for no apparent reason at all.
Kamal burped loudly before thanking me in Hokkien;
Kamal : Kam sia… ( Thank you ) …. Ho Jiak… ( delicious ) please restock your fridge…. Speaking of which… I think we should do this more often…. I’m sick of the food at the cookhouse…..
Hong : I agree…!
Jackson : what !!??
Declan : well… I don’t mind…. That is if Jackson is willing to host us that is….
I looked at the eyes on my waiting for my reply and I quickly smiled and gave a thumbs up, indicating that I’m ok to host.
Hong : SWEE ! ( nice ) see… all virgins are very steady one….
As the group talked about when is the next day to gather, there was a knock on the door.
There shouldn’t be anyone else coming.
I opened it and the moment the group saw the man standing outside, they quiet down immediately.
He’s about my built, bespectacled, well dressed like Declan and he carried a large umbrella. The rain had slowed to a drizzle, he remained relatively dry compared to the rest when they first got here.
Jackson :Hi…. You are…
Aaron : I’m Aaron … you must be the new gardener…..
Jackson : yes hi… I’m Jackson ….
Aaron gave me a polite smile before telling Declan that the arrangements are ready.
Aaron :We are ready to move…
Declan : ok… I’ll be right there….
In the next few seconds that followed, I quietly observed the men go about their stuff.
There is no doubt that Aaron reports to Declan as well. However, he is not as close to Declan as Seven, Kamal and Hong.
From the corner of my eye, I could see Hong making looks at Seven and Kamal while they did the same.
You don’t need to be an expert in behaviour science to know he is not welcomed.
Aaron has the neatest outlook out of the group, aside from Declan of course. He’s well groomed, hair neatly gel and I could see he spends time on his eyebrows as well.
His clothes fit him well, most likely tailor made.
Compared to the other 3 who looked like your typical gangster, Aaron looks educated. He strikes me more like a banker rather than someone who would work for the queen.
Honestly, if I were to line Aaron, Seven, Kamal & Hong up in a row, from their looks alone, everyone would definitely point to Aaron and say he is the good guy while the rest are crooks.
However, something feels off about Aaron. I can’t put my finger to it but he strikes me as someone who would fit the role of a villain. A good looking villain doing good on the surface while stabbing you in the back.
I’m not saying Hong and the rest are goody two shoe but we have instincts for a reason. Hong and the rest didn’t exactly leave a good 1st impression as well but for some reason I cannot explain, I would rather have them over for steamboat rather than Aaron even though I barely know him.
Aaron : did I miss something here…. ?
Declan : we’re just here to evaluate the work of our new gardener….
Aaron : I see…. He’s a lot better than the previous few…. I love what you did with the garden Jackson….
Jackson : thank you….
Aaron : keep up the good work….
Jackson : I will….
Kamal rolled his eyes and rubbed his nose with his middle finger as Seven looked away.
There’s no hiding the level of disdain they have for him.
Aaron :Now if you would excuse us…. We need to get down to business… boss is waiting….
Turning to the rest, Aaron added that boss is changing and will meet the rest in the garage in 15 minutes.
Everyone got up and made their way to the door.
The once jovial mood Hong and the rest had was gone.
I don’t know what these guys are up to but I guess it comes with it’s own set of stress and responsibility. It feels to me as if they see my farmhouse as a sort of a refuge, away from the shit they do on a day to day basis.
Declan thanked me again for the food and I told him I will keep the fridge stocked.
Jackson : come by anytime you guys want to eat…. I will make sure the fridge is always stocked…..
Declan handed me a card of the so call new company he set up, he told me to address all invoices to that company and he will take care of the rest.
Declan : alright… I’ll see you soon…
I watched the group step off the concrete and onto the grass turfing leading towards the castle.
Aaron walked on with his large umbrella angling slightly to the left.
Declan followed, Aaron noticed Declan and offered to share his umbrella from the light drizzle.
Seven, Hong and Kamal walked angling slightly to the right but they are all heading towards the same place.
I leaned against the doorway and folded my arms, looking at the back view of the men walking away.
Turning to look at the grounds of the large estate, I could not help smiling.
I can still remember the apprehension I held before I start work with this bunch of weird and funny men. I was sure I would not enjoy my time here, in fact, my plan was to quickly finish up my work and leave but I could feel my opinion towards my employer slowly changing.
My curiosity grows stronger every day.
Besides, there’s free food, good pay, interesting dynamics and power play between different men, out of the world staff benefits, shady dealings and a beautiful queen.
What’s not to like about this place ?
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Thank you for the warm recep
This piece is post ‘Big trouble in little india’, running along the same timeline towards ’ The beast within ’ and beyond.
The Naga piece will be 2021 more or less.
Hope you would all enjoy the read.
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I wonder if this story will make me tear again just like ur 2 previous work… really looking forward to it
I hope not. haha. Don’t have that much emotional scenes, maybe just a couple.
The rain cleared up soon after and I went to work in the garden once again. The softened soil makes it easier for me to start cleaning up the rest of the large space.
As I pulled up the wild weeds and overgrown grass, I wondered where Declan and his team is going with the boss.
It must be something important since it involves all of them.
I went to the cookhouse for a coffee and was surprised to see the place empty.
There’s usually at least a handful of guys there for their tea breaks.
I casually asked Bran where is everyone and he just shrug his shoulders. I sipped my coffee and had a slice of fruit before leaving.
That steamboat meal marked the first of many gatherings in my farmhouse.
For some reason I cannot explain, Declan and the guys seemed to enjoy popping over every now and then. It started to feel as if I’m operating some special gentlemen’s club with only 4 members.
My farmhouse not only functions as my home base, it became a club for the guys. Club in the daytime, and my new home once the sun set.
I started staying over at the farm house, from once or twice a week, to eventually 5 days a week.
Some weekends I would stay over too because I have nothing else to do anyway. I would take my time, tend to the plants, go for a jog and head over to the cookhouse for free food.
On the last weekend of every month, I would make my monthly pilgrimage up north to visit my grandpa.
I would spend a day there with him, telling him about the weird employers I am now working for. He told me to be careful and not get involved in illegal stuff.
He still could not believe I was getting 5k in pay a month and he says he is convinced that soon, they will start asking me for kickbacks.
As in on paper, I’m getting this amount of pay. Of which I need to give back an ‘x’ amount. It’s happening all over the country, you just have to open your eyes to see it.
I reassured my grandpa that everything is fine and I will be careful.
As if determined to make the most of the money they pay me, Declan and the guys started to visit me more often at the farmhouse. Not only do I have to work on the garden, I became the unofficial service staff in the unusual club.
I could be raking up dead leaves 50m away from the farmhouse and Declan would walk by and gestured for me over.
He would sit down with a stack of documents and files, 3 mobile phones in hand before asking me for a drink.
Declan : What do you have…. ?
Jackson : Beer…. Greentea…. Or 3 in 1 coffee….. ?
Declan : I’ll have a coffee.. thank you…
Jackson : ok…
I would serve him his drink and leave him to settle his paperwork.
There can’t possibly be a lack of space for Declan to do his work in the massive castle, and I’m sure the coffee at the cookhouse taste much better than the instant one I kept.
Eventually I came to the conclusion that they see my place as a sanctuary of sort. A place to get away from it all.
Kamal would come by with Seven too.
Kamal : 2 beer….. and whatever snacks you have….
Jackson : ok…
I would set the drinks down for them before going back to my work. Sometimes I wondered if they would pay me for the food they consumed, especially when they started demanding for macadamia nuts instead of the usual ‘thumb’ brand groundnuts.
Hong comes usually on Fridays.
Brutish he might be, Hong is the only one that actually bought stuff over.
He would bring snacks, nuts, chips and the occasional carton of beer. It’s not much but I’m spending almost 500 in groceries and steamboat ingredients a month by then so every bit helps.
It comes out of my pay but I didn’t mind. My expenses took a dive ever since I started working there. Even my utility bill dropped since I shower and stayed over in the farmhouse most of the time.
If only Hong doesn’t leave a mess every time he comes around, I wouldn’t have mind him coming over that much.
Seven would come and use my toilet often. I have no idea why. I suspect he likes the lemon grass scent I kept in there. He would spend up to half an hour at a time inside playing candy crush with it’s volume on at it’s highest.
After a while, he started to come and use my shower after working out.
Seven would emerge smelling of the soap fragrance I like and beaming with a wide grin. He would give me a thumbs up, towel over the shoulder and waddle off in his flip flops, looking no different from someone who just finished gym.
Seven has his own brand of green tea bags which he wanted me to keep only for himself. It was not meant for the others.
Only when he comes alone, will he ask for those to be served.
A cup of green tea after his shower.
The garden expanded outwards with the farmhouse as the centre of it all. The transformation of the large plot is almost complete. Most of the new plants introduced rooted well, even my organic vegetable patch is blooming.
Beans, cucumber, leafy greens and even lettuce, all of them are doing really well on the fertile soil. They should be ready for harvest in another month or so.
I’ve sort of reached the boundary or the edge of the plot Declan wanted me to work on, so I started moving on to the landscaping of the individual houses in my spare time.
Almost every house I went into, the men knew I was the gardener and the first thing they asked me for was a nice shady smoking area.
The plants for the houses leading to the castle are in bad shape. Many shrubs littered with cigarette butts, there were hardly any trees matured enough to provide shade as well.
As I surveyed each and every of the houses owned by the organisation, I began to piece together a bigger picture. I could access the common area of the houses but not inside the house itself, still the large glass windows along the ground floor pretty much allowed me to catch a glimpse of what is going on.
Remember on my first day, I parked my car on the 1st unit up Binjai Hill ?
The unit opposite that housed an ambulance. No shit.
It’s a private ambulance that at times when I past by, had a full crew sitting in it, driver hands on steering wheels and engine running. It’s as if they are waiting for an emergency call to come along.
That entire house was designated as a medical centre. I’m talking trained paramedics and a doctor. Not Kamal.
There is a gym for all to use at the house closest to the castle gate.I tried my access card and found out I was given access to that place even though no one told me about it.
It’s well equipped, there’s 5 threadmills, 4 bench and a variety of workout machines. There’s even a large room with padded floor not unlike those you see in a martial art studio.
I saw Seven in it once but he was already sitting down on the padded floor totally soaked with perspiration.
I even saw the wooden figurine in Ip man movie but it was just for display only.
There are houses that held 2-3 cars with seemingly no other activities being carried out. Some looked totally empty and abandoned with overgrown landscaping.
Anyway, Declan told me to take care of all the plants within the estate. So as long as there is anything green, it’s mine.
Anything outside the castle ground that is.
The castle had a few small plots of turfing which is maintained by the helpers that staff and run it.
Once a month, the group would come over for steamboat.
Somehow someone decided that the Friday before the girls come to visit will be they day to have their hotpot gathering. The 2nd Friday of the month, without fail, the group would turn up at the farmhouse at 6.30pm.
You can imagine the amount of heckling I get from Hong trying to get me to try one of the girls.
I always said no even though I could tell his patience is wearing thin.
Hong even went to the extent of saying he would get the girls to do a reverse gangbang on me.
What about Aaron ?
Aaron comes by too. He would approach cautiously, pretending to be interested in something else but I knew he was there to look for people.
Yes, the only reason Aaron came to my farmhouse was to look for either Declan, Hong, Seven or Kamal. He must have figured out that the farmhouse is a gathering spot for his co-workers.
I did invite him to come in but he took a look at the simple and sparse interior and declined.
I eventually found out that Aaron and the boss will be away on the 2nd Friday every month without fail. I suspect it won’t be long before I figure out why the guys hate Aaron so much.
By the 4th month, I find myself starting to enjoy the monthly meal.
Honestly, I still don’t know these men well but I enjoyed listening to their conversations, of which they are careful not to reveal too much. Declan is always there to make sure.
I found out that the boss saved Seven’s life. It sounded like it came out of a triad movie.
He had acid poured down his throat by another rival gang.
Seven would have been left for dead if not for the boss. She came in guns blazing literally and saved him.
Hong told me that Kamal and him literally dragged Seven out from a old warehouse with blood spurting like a fountain from his orifices.
Hong : phussttt… phusstt….. like that.. the blood is really phussttt… phusst…. Shoot out…
Kamal : don’t exaggerate la you fuck….
Hong : I’m serious !!
Back then, the boss’s organisation was still in it’s infancy, she did a lot of things herself.
Hong : she visited Seven everyday in the hospital…. 1st class ward….
Hong gave a doeful eye look as he pouted his mouth and spoke in a high pitch voice as if trying to mimic the boss feeding Seven porridge.
Hong : come ~~ eat ~~
Seven shove Hong and showed him the finger as everyone laughed.
Hong pulled down the side of his loose t-shirt, showing off his shoulder and wiped his brow in a dramatic manner before exclaiming in that same high pitch voice.
Hong : you have to get well ~~~ have to~~~
Declan threw a used tissue at Hong and everyone laughed.
Seven gestured something before patting his chest.
Declan : He’s trying to say he’s a simple man…. Not educated…. But he always remember who is good to him….the boss saved his life….and let’s not forget, Seven was once from a rival…..
Declan was about to say the word gang but stopped himself in time and changed the word to company.
Jackson : what about you Kamal…. How did you come to work for boss…
Hong clapped his hands several times, eager to share Kamal’s embarrassing past.
Hong : GAMBling !!! hahaha…. Gamble and gamble…gamble… win never mind… always lose…
Kamal : Fuck you la…. I send in my resume….. call up for interview…. Then I impress boss with my experience….Lim BEI IS DOCTOR OKAY ( I’m a fucking doctor ) ….
Hong did his high pitch mimic of the boss once again, sticking out one of his hairy legs as he struck a pose, taking care this time round to try and boost his man boobs.
Seven threw a piece of lettuce at him and Hong caught it. He used it as a mini fan, fanning himself near his chest with his lips in another pout.
Hong : Kamal ~~ you have an interesting history…. I shall hire you…. And give you more money to gamble…do you pledge your loyalty to me ~~~ ?
Kamal did a mock punch at Hong who ducked in time and laughed.
Hong’s high pitch voice is quite harsh on my eardrums to be honest but there’s no way you can hold back your laughter looking at his silly antics.
Kamal : If boss sees you doing that…. She will fucking shoot you….
Kamal stood up and I could see him reach for his cigarette. He walked out to smoke and Seven joined him.
Hong lowered his voice and filled me in the moment the door closed, as if worried Kamal might overhear the conversation.
Hong : Kamal operated on this lady back then… ….. an accident victim…. She’s pregnant….. he did his best but he could not save the baby…..the accident kill the woman’s 2 year old on the spot as well….. when the mother came to…. …She took her own life….
Jackson : oh my god….
Declan : The mother was knocked down by a drunk driver…. Some hot shot fund manager…..he wasn’t even sorry…he claimed the woman was jaywalking….says she deserved it.. she should have used an overhead bridge..….. that fucker punched another doctor as well……
Jackson : Jaywalking… ?
Declan : the light was in her favour….it was a discretionary right turn….well… you know how these junctions are…..but that fucker …. Ploughed her and her son down and mounted the railings….and continued drinking till the police came…
Jackson : was he hurt from the crash ?? why wasn’t he arrested… ? where’s the husband… ?
Hong : Husband died of a stroke at work barely few months ago…. It was too much for her to handle…
Declan : The driver was warded for minor leg injuries….needed a minor op to remove some bone chips….Kamal was the one who fix it too….
Jackson : what…..
Hong : that’s not all…. That guy groped a couple of nurses…. And 3 months later….. got into another accident….this time round, a retired teacher in her 70s…… died on the spot….
Jackson : what a fucker…. Why is he not jailed or something….
Hong : He was waiting for the trial….when the 2nd accident happened…
Hong leaned closer to me, giving me the most sinister look I’ve ever seen.
Hong : That fucker hurt both legs this time round and he wanted Kamal to operate on him because he did a really good job the last round…….Kamal….. Operated on him…..and removed his testicles….
I gasped and looked at Hong in disbelief.
Jackson : what the fuck… how could that happen ….. ?
Hong : he fixed his legs first….then went for his balls….
Declan : The story was that the medical team in the operating theatre were horrified and they all fled screaming in horror……and by the time Kamal was forcibly removed from the OT, that man already had his dick cut into pieces, testicles removed….
Jackson : … what…. The fuck….
Hong : Kamal was arrested, charged and went into a downward spiral after that … gambled heavily… took drugs while waiting to be jailed…..
Jackson : what happened then…
Hong : Boss found him…. Cleared his debt… got him to clean his shit up…. And made it all disappear…. Poof…. Magic….
Jackson : you are fucking with me are you not… ?? how is that possible… ?
I looked at Declan, trying to see if he would clear up the air and call this bull but he did not.
Declan : it’s sad…. Really sad….
I turned to Hong and asked.
Jackson : what happened to that fucking fund manager ? he changed sex… ? is he in jail ?
Hong shook his head.
Hong : Boss made a call…. I heard her talking to whoever is on the line she needed a new project done to take care of a potential problem…..
Jackson :and … and ??
Hong : 1 week later…..that fucker passed away…. Accident…
Jackson : you are shitting me…. this is bullshit….
Hong : I’m serious… he was on a wheelchair… reversed down a slope near his place and right into a construction excavation site…… impaled himself on exposed reinforcement bars the workers are working on….
Jackson : ouch….
Hong : Tsk… tsk… tsk…. Painful….awfully painful…. But like magic… everything just went quiet…. No news report… nothing…. Kamal …. Quietly served 3 months…. And I was there to pick him up when he was released…. It’s like nothing ever happened…..
I nodded and came to the conclusion that whoever the boss is, she must be one hell of a woman with connections beyond imagination.
Jackson : what about you… how did you come to work for the boss … ?
Hong laughed and said he has no story.
Hong : I’m nothing…. I send in my application…. And she interviewed me… hahahahah… and she was impressed with my resume…. then she offered me the job.. hahaha … I am the 1st employee after Declan ok !
He laughed at his own joke, unwilling to share his past.
Declan shook his head and by then Seven and Kamal came back in.
Jackson : what about you Declan… how did you come to work here ?….
Declan said he was assigned to help boss when she first started.
Jackson : Assigned by who ??
Declan smiled and said in a joking manner.
Declan : If I tell you… I’ll have to kill you… ahahah
The rest of the guys rolled their eyes and told me to ignore Declan as that was always the reply he gave. It seems as if they don’t know his story as well.
We finished up our dinner and I served sliced fruits to the group.
After we polished up a whole papaya and half a melon, Hong said he has something planned for me.
Hong : ok ok… Jackson …. We have yet to…. Officially welcome you…. With a party…. So…. I have made special arrangements…..for you tonight…. Hahaha….
Jackson : err… no… no it’s fine… don’t need…
Hong : Too late… it’s already done…. She’s on her way…
Jackson : no… no way… I don’t want…
Hong : you have to…. I insist….
Hong stood up and started to announce to the group.
Hong : you will love her… if not…. I chop…
He did a side swipe in front of his privates, confident that I would like the sex worker he arranged for me.
Jackson : it’s Friday…. They usually come tomorrow no ??
Hong : well… for you…. I made an exception… so you better appreciate it…
Right in front of me Hong started to collect the wagers.
Hong : COME COME !! Kamal… COME !!! place your bets… !!! will Jackson fuck the girl or not !!! hahahaha !!
Declan : no way…. My money is on ‘No’ hhaha…. here….$50…
Kamal : who you sending ??!!
Kamal rubbed his chin and Hong smiled sneakily.
Hong : I’m calling Xiaoyu…
Kamal : you fucker……. $300 on yes…..
Jackson : what… ? 300 ??
Seven dug into his denim pants and pulled out a wad of fifties as well, putting 100 on yes.
Hong : hahahah… good good good….. Declan… you sure… ? want to change your bet ??
I turned to look at Declan who was obviously regretting his decision.
Declan : sorry Jackson… it’s not about the money…. I just don’t like to lose….
He shifted his wager of 50 from No to Yes and Hong laughed even louder.
I turned to him in disbelief.
Jackson : what are you so happy ?? if they win you need to pay !!
Hong : I will gladly pay hahahaha….hahaha…. just to see if you are a virgin or a gay… hahahahaha ..
He laughed so loud that the table shook as he hit his palms on it.
Jackson : sorry guys…i… I’m not going to do it…
Hong : hahah.. we’ll see…. We’ll see…..
Jackson : I’m helping you win money here dude… I don’t do it… you keep their money…..
Hong shook his head and waved his finger at me.
Hong : do I look like I need the money ??? hahahah …….No man…. has ever rejected xiaoyu before…. none…..and mind you…. Xiaoyu….. doesn’t just take every man….hahaha.. hahahah….
Hong stood up and announced that he had place a wager with Paige, the brothel owner.
Hong : I told her that…. There is a chance….. that Xiaoyu might get rejected…. By Jackson…. And she replied that… if that were to happen…. She will supply her girls for free for a month….
Jackson : what do you mean that Xiaoyu don’t just take every man ?
Hong : Xiaoyu is like Paige’s right hand women…. She’s like a precious gem… the pearl……she gets the freedom of choice… whether or not…. To take the men that wants her…… so far….. word is…. Only 1 man has had her within the group…..
Jackson : who is that….
Hong shrugged her shoulders.
Hong : We don’t kiss and tell here…. Hahahah….. I give you my personal guarantee…..haha…Xiaoyu has done less than 3 men in her life…. given the line she is in…. that’s pretty rare…. Hahahah…
Jackson : oh god…. Forget this…. I don’t care….. I’m not doing it….
Hong : We’ll see…. We’ll see….. hahaha… if you’re going to cost Paige a month worth of income…. Hahaha… I wonder what she will do to you…. Haha … by then…. A reverse gangbang might seem merciful… ahhaha….
The rest of the guys shook their head and Seven gave me a couple of pats on my shoulder.
Kamal : Xiaoyu is hot Jackson….. I would do her… serious… sweet young thing…. Innocent big eyes….
I looked at Kamal and could not help but notice Declan nodding his head as well.
Jackson : she can be as hot as she want to be….. I’m not doing it…. No way….
I stood up and cleared the table and Hong was checking his phone.
Hong : ok…. Ok…. She’s on her way over… we need to clear the place hahahaha.. hahah… good luck….
I shook my head as I went to the bathroom to do the dishes.
I’ve had my share of hot milfs and mistresses before remember ? I don’t get tempted easily. I’m not taking the moral high ground here, and I have nothing against sex workers. From my perspective, this is my work place.
It feels fucking weird to fuck at my workplace even though it’s initiated by my superiors.
Still, I could not help but wonder how pretty Xiaoyu has to be with the guys so confident I would not be able to resist her.
She’s just a sex worker, rejections should not be anything new, besides, looks and preferences are subjective. Beauty in the int eye of the beholder.
I finished washing up and hung everything up to dry.
I had planned to stay the night but now that Hong has this girl coming over, I think I better clean up and leave before she arrives.
I skipped the shower and grabbed my stuff.
When I opened the door, I realised I was too late.
Standing in front of me was a beautiful girl in her mid-twenties by my estimates.
She was about to knock on the door.
It took a few seconds for me to process what my eyes was seeing.
Xiaoyu was dressed in a sleeveless black dress that redefined the notion of what I held for a hourglass figure. She smiled at me and turned her side to face me as if giving me an orientation of her body while pointing to the garden I did.
Xiaoyu : Hi… my name is Xiaoyu…. Did you do all these… ? it’s looks amazing….
When Xiaoyu turned to face me again, I could not tear my eyes away from her body. Her breasts are a good and full ‘C’ cup and they are really testing the stretchable fabric her dress is cut from.
The dress is long, reaching down almost to her ankles but the slit at her left of her body opened up generously like a banana skin with most of the fruit exposed. The fruit in this case is Xiaoyu’s smooth and hairless legs.
A pair of blood red peep toe Mary Jane high heels gave Xiaoyu’s shapely figure a boost of at least 2.5 inches.
Her eyes are big with naturally long lashes. She has makeup on but not too thick, with features like that, she has no need of thick makeups.
She was holding onto a small clutch bag as she waited for me to acknowledge her presence.
Xiaoyu raised an eyebrow at me before breaking into a chuckle.
Xiaoyu : Are you… going to at least…. Invite me in for a coffee….. ? haha
My jaws could not close. She is hot.
Xiaoyu did not hurry me and she just waited for me to make the next move, brushing a strand of hair behind her ears, Xiaoyu bit her lips and looked shyly away as she saw me looking at her body.
Ok, this is really tempting.
I can see why Declan changed his bet when he heard her name.
I saw some movements at the trees at the back leading to the cookhouse. Hong and the guys are all there.
They were looking at me, waiting for me to make my decision. Hong was clutching the money in his hands as he pumped his hands excitedly as if he was urging his race horse to reach the finish line.
Xiaoyu : You don’t look like the kind to keep a lady waiting outside the door…. Or am I wrong …. ?
My eyes traced Xiaoyu from top to toe again and I could feel blood rushing to my groin. She’s really beautiful and sweet but something feels off.
Something is weird about her.
I can’t say if it’s the hands, or her toned body. She is too lady like, even more lady like than a female.
Xiaoyu came closer and looked at me and I could smell the sweet fragrance she doused her body in.
I could feel my resistance slowly being worn off until something snapped inside me.
I looked at Xiaoyu again before grabbing her neck with my right hand, turning her about and pushing her against the wall of the farmhouse abruptly.
Xiaoyu : ernghhhh…. You’re in such a rush……
I could hear Hong whoop loudly in a cheer in the background as Xiaoyu dropped her bag on the floor and put her hands around my neck.
She smells really good. Her lips are glossed and plump, it’s the kind of lips that would associate with a good blow after a wet kiss.
Xiaoyu : ernghhhh ~~!… not so hard….. I didn’t… ernghh.. know you like to play rough… ernghhh…
I tilt her head up slightly and smiled as I went close to her cheeks as if I wanted to kiss her but instead, I whispered softly by her ears.
My finger went to the only tell tale sign on Xiaoyu’s neck and I touched it. It was a dead giveaway. The really prominent adam’s apple on her neck.
Jackson : Pre op….. or post op…. ??
Xiaoyu’s innocent act slowly gave way to a seductive smile as she flirted with her eyes.
Xiaoyu : clever boy…
She allowed me 2 seconds to bask in my sharp observation skills before twisting my wrist away from her neck, kneeing me on the back of my knees to collapse me onto the ground.
Her sweet smelling arm went around my neck in a chokehold before I could even react. I could see Hong and the guys laughing in the back as they clapped and whistled. Hong was whooping and jumping up and down like a teenage girl in a pop concert.
I tried to break free but I can’t, Xiaoyu is amazingly strong for her size. I tried to throw her off my back by attempting to roll forward but she adjusted her weight distribution perfectly, countering my feeble effort.
She giggled by my ears as I tapped several times on her arm to indicate I give up and for her to stop.
I felt the slightest relaxation of her grip as she whispered by my ears.
Xiaoyu : now……would you prefer…. That I’m pre op….. or post op ??
I gasped for air and tried to process the question but there was only one thing on my mind.
Between Xiaoyu forcing herself onto me or into me, which one is going to hurt more.
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First work day of 2020.
Happy new year everyone.
May 2020 be a prosperous and bountiful year for all.
THIBT is not ready for daily updates as of now, still editing some of the chapters. I’m on track for daily updates post CNY.
Will share a more concrete schedule when i can.
Have a good 2020 !
James
Xiaoyu released her hold on me as I coughed and sucked in deep breaths of air.
I could hear Hong laughing at the top of his voice and I glared angrily at his direction. He quickly pushed the rest of the guys away towards the cookhouse and I could hear him ask me to enjoy myself.
Yeah, they’re having a good laugh at my expense.
Xiaoyu picked up her bag and smoothed out her dress before asking if I needed help.
Jackson : I’m fine…. I’m fine…
I picked myself off the floor and looked at the sweet looking girl, no guy, I don’t know. She looks exactly like a girl.
I don’t know what to call her.
Xiaoyu : You going to invite me in…. or we’re going to stay out here the whole night… ? don’t worry… I won’t rape you… I think… hahah…
She folded her arms and raised a playful eyebrow at me as she checked me out from head to toe.
I still have trouble coming to reason with what my eyes are seeing.
Jackson : come…. Come in… for a beer or something…. Nothing else…
Xiaoyu laughed and gave a seductive swing of her hair before walking into my farmhouse.
I thought about leaving the door open in case she decides to rape me but decided otherwise. I discreetly checked that my zip and my button on my pants are secure, some of my work pants are pretty worn out.
I’m glad the pair I had on that day is the good pair.
Xiaoyu removed her heels and held onto her bag as she took a look around the small place I call my 2nd home.
I handed her a beer from the fridge, making sure to keep a distance from her. I handed the can to her with a fully stretched arm, I don’t remember handing anyone a beer like that before in my life.
Xiaoyu : haha.. thank you….
She took a seat at the table, crossed her legs and flashed me her manicured nails.
Xiaoyu :do you mind… ? I don’t want to spoil my nails…
I opened the drink for her and got one for myself before taking the opposite side of the table.
She proposed a toast, took a sip while looking at me.
Jackson : what…. ?
Xiaoyu : do you like what you see…. ??
I looked away, unsure of what to say.
Xiaoyu : you want to touch my breast… ? it’s done in Korea…. Pretty good and natural….
I looked at Xiaoyu in disbelief with my mouth slightly open.
Xiaoyu : haha… what… ? it’s not illegal to touch a man’s breast….especially if he is willing….. my nipples are nice and pink….but it’s not as sensitive ….
Jackson : No…. no thank you….
Xiaoyu : or would you like to hear my real voice… ?? it takes years of practice to….
I shook my head immediately eliciting another round of girlish laughter.
She sat up straight and straightened her neck, rotating her head slightly left and right.
Xiaoyu : look at much as you want….hahha…. you can touch if you like…. Don’t be shy….
Jackson : err… no… it’s ok…. i…erm…..
Xiaoyu rolled her eyes and called me a pussy.
Xiaoyu : do I have fangs or something… ? hahaha…. I won’t bite you….
Jackson :But you can choke me….
Xiaoyu laughed.
She said since I’m keeping quiet, she shall do the talking. She took a sip of the beer and I could see the faint lipstick marks on the can surface.
Xiaoyu has undergone no less than 20 surgery over the years to get to where she is today. I asked her why.
Xiaoyu : I have always felt that I am a girl…. My family is supportive…. So…. Why not… you only live once….
Jackson : It… it must have cost a lot….
Xiaoyu nodded.
Xiaoyu : It did… it’s expensive… but luckily…. I got a good job….
My eyes widened and she laughed.
Xiaoyu : No.. it’s not what you think….. hahah… my body is not for sale….. but….
I felt her leg under the table rub against my calves before reaching to my groin area. I could feel her feel pushing up against my pants.
I tensed up immediately and she laughed.
Xiaoyu : It’s only available… when I say it’s available… hurhurhur…. Haha
I pushed her feet away and she gave me a childish pout that can only be describe as cute if I don’t know she is male.
Jackson : so… what do you do… for a living… ?
Xiaoyu : I teach….. self defence skills…. Krav Maga….. I spent my childhood in Haifa, Israel…. My parents work there…. My siblings are there too…
Jackson : You are shitting me….. why are you back ??
Xiaoyu : National service….came back…. Stayed with grandparents… and one thing leads to another….got a good job….started with the transitioning….. And viola….
Xiaoyu put down her drink and asked me the next question seriously.
Xiaoyu : do you want to see me naked…. ? I could show you…. hahah
Jackson : no… no… no thank you….
Xiaoyu : hahha…
I found out that Xiaoyu is teaching right where I work. Yes, she conducts regular classes for anyone who are interested, and she even provides one on one class.
Xiaoyu : you just have to book it via the intranet….
Jackson : intranet…. This place has it’s own intranet… ?
Xiaoyu : hahah… why not…. ?
She handed me a card with her details but I told her I don’t have an employee login account.
Xiaoyu : ask Declan for it… he will give you one…
I looked at Xiaoyu again, it started with me unable to believe what my eyes are seeing, now I’m having difficulty digesting what I just heard.
That sweet young thing in front of me is a martial art instructor ?
Xiaoyu : I do spin class as well….. pilates … mostly for your core muscles….but it’s only for guys I like…. so they can fuck me harder and longer…… haha
I almost dropped my beer as Xiaoyu laughed.
Xiaoyu : kickboxing…. And…. I’m in the midst of picking up jujitsu….
Jackson : err.. ok… I will think about it…. Thank you….
Xiaoyu : Boss trains with me on Wednesdays….. so I’m not available on Wednesdays…
My ears picked up immediately when I heard Xiaoyu mentioning the boss.
Jackson : the queen…. ? you train with the queen ?
Xiaoyu : yeah…. She is soooooo hot man…. I wish I was her….bad temper though… don’t ever piss her off….
Jackson :tell me more about her…
Xiaoyu narrowed her eyes and shot me a sideway glance.
Xiaoyu : a toad… lusting for the swan I see….
Jackson : I’m just curious…. I’ve never met her before….
Xiaoyu : Well, she’s always busy…. What do you want to know ??
Jackson : do you … ermm.. have any pictures of her… ?
Xiaoyu : nobody has…. You try to take a picture of her…. You’re dead…
Jackson : err… ok…. What is she like as a person… ? is she young… ? or old ??
Xiaoyu avoided my question about the queen’s age but she revealed that she finds the boss matured.
Ok. That’s a nice way of saying someone is old.
Xiaoyu : hmmm.. she is serious…. Task orientated…. Seems to have a lot on her mind all the time…..but she is a good boss…. I enjoy working for her…. I would say boss is the closest female friend I have……
Jackson : does she know… you are….
Xiaoyu : who do you think is paying my salary so I can have all these surgery… ? hahah….
Xiaoyu added that during the low seasons when the boss is not that busy, the 2 of them would hang out at cafes, go for manicures, spas, all the girly stuff you would expect 2 BFF do together, they would do it.
I nodded as the short conversation with Xiaoyu slowly unveiled more of the mystery surrounding the house in bukit timah
Xiaoyu had 2 beers before asking if I would like her to spend the night.
Xiaoyu : I can suck you off….. or….. you can come inside me….
She used the tip of her left index finger to flick my chin in a seductive manner.
Xiaoyu : I’m fine too…. If you want to suck me off…. Hahah…
I stood up immediately and thanked her for the offer.
Jackson : No thank you….i’m fine….
She laughed and shook her head.
Xiaoyu : what a pity…. I’m pretty sure you would have made me moan out loud….
Heading to the door, she added that Paige, the brothel owner was in on the bet that I would fall for her charms. Most men do.
Xiaoyu : I’m quite a good actor I think….. you are the first to figure me out so fast……usually the men don’t realised it until it’s too late…. Hahah…. Well…Paige is going to be mad you didn’t fall for this……. hahaha
Jackson : you are really pretty Xiaoyu….really hot and attractive…. But I can’t get over the mental barrier….i erm…. Ermm..
Xiaoyu : save it… you’re just a wuss……. Hahah… I don’t care… hahaha…. Come for my class ok?
Jackson : I will…. As soon as I get an employee login ID.