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Qiang Li watched the sunrise over Hong Kong from the cemetery. The young woman had impressed him. Her white skin, the tecture and sweetness of her lips, the fragility of her body. And something else that emanated from her...her body odor, her warmth....

And he loved her knowledge. She cured him easily. Beyond the procedure, it was a natural energy that she had. That was actually what cured him.

He nodded. He had to look for her. She had to find her. She would wait for the night. She had to get to her messy little home.

I

In one of Hong Kong's dingiest neighborhoods, in a dark alley and inside a poorly lit shed, the group of men in flux looked with respect at the man.

Strong, solid, square, bearded, he was sitting on a chair.

He made a gesture, and immediately one of the men, between frightened and respectful, handed him a cup of tea.

The man sipped some and spat it in the man's face.

-- Many things I like about this time of the I ching. But I detest the lack of culture and delicacy in preparing the tea.

The men nodded in disgust.

-- A great triumph in defeating the opponent," said the leader of the group weakly.

-- It wasn't like that. I did not defeat Qiang Li. The fight was blow for blow. A presence broke his concentration and I seized the opportunity... I got confused and retreated. I'm sorry I did it.

-- We bring you a gift, to make up for this small waste of your time," said the man and gestured.

The group gave way and two others brought a teenage girl, who was trying uselessly to free herself.

-- She is a virgin. And look how hard it is to get one.

The man smiled and stood up.

The men pushed the girl into a room lit by a light bulb. The man entered and closed the door behind him.

-- You have no idea what an honor it is for you to give me pleasure, to receive my potent seed," he said, taking off his shirt, as the girl looked at him with her eyes wide with terror.

-- Scream. I like it better this way.

II

Kathy was on time and active in class. She saw her crunch Thomas and for the first time her palms didn't sweat, she didn't shudder, she didn't get tongue-tied, although she did recognize what she was doing.

Thomas Zhao studied nursing not to help others, nor out of a vocation of service. It was simply a career made up of 95% women. As he was a born predator, it was an excellent place to expand his gifts in imitation. Otherwise, bored and eccentric, he was an excellent student and an expert in using his gifts with his partners, undressing them, using them.... Macho to the extreme, he considered that they were all for him. For that reason he did not have limits in his cravings...chubby, skinny, with traumas, exuberant, beautiful and ugly...and still he did not give a logical explanation why he had not undressed Kathy Hung.... He particularly knew that the shy and quiet ones were the hottest.... In reality he had not approached, because ...he had not had time, occupied in extreme in battling in ardent and depraved study sessions with the teacher of statistics... He had a spectacular statistic with that "Karen"...a milf without limits or brakes.

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The seminar and tutorials professor arrived and announced the first group of interns.

--Doctors and nurses, he thought with anticipation....

The professor was assigning the teams of interns; she heard her name along with three other girls to be assigned at Kowloon Hospital....

-- Kathy Hung you are mine -- he said with a little roar...

...

......

-- And this is the equipment you are to wear; the working utensils will be given to you and you will have open dining room.-- Thomas finally heard coming out of his plans which was to see Kathy and him doing the 69 of the kamasutra.

A murmur spread.... The internships... Soon they would be graduating... In fact with the shortage of staff and COVID, things had to be accelerated.

Thomas didn't have the slightest intention of practicing. He should have studied economics or management; his father was a founding partner and majority shareholder of Zhao Investment Corp.... Therefore, he had enough to live on... and what the hell! He was an eccentric...

II

Kathy listened to the assignment. Under other circumstances she would have hyperventilated. Or suffered a hypotensive attack. No. It didn't happen. She was more focused on what it meant to buy personal care items, intimate apparel, toothbrushes, etc.... Which indicated that from now on they would be living more in the hospital than elsewhere.

And the fact that they were given the afternoon off and on a Friday was more than indicative.

So I walked along Mook Kok until 7 kilometers after dark to Cat Road, in the antique stores. He entered a large and luxurious one; for the sake of respectability.

She held out her ingot and the man looked at it and looked at her alternately and carefully.

-- Where did you get it? -- he asked.

-- He gave it to me ....un...ahem...in love (because of the kiss, although she was already convinced that it was to hypnotize her so that she could leave)...-- she answered.

The man took the small piece and retired to the interior of the store. Minutes later he returned.

Please fill out this form and this one too. -- He said handing him a piece of paper. ---Please add an identity.

The man waited patiently for her to fill out the form and said to her.

--- The price of this piece is...

-- Yes. I know. About 16,000 Hong Kong dollars.

-- Exactly. However, its historical price is different. Do you have others like it?

-- I'm not sure.

-- Have you marketed others?

-- Why so many questions?

-- the authorities are very jealous of China's ancient heritage.

-- ¿¿¿¿¿¿¿??????

The man looked at her and said.

--- We are willing to offer you $240000 for the piece, minus the tax of course.

Kathy took a better look at him and for a moment her world spun around. Then clinging as best she could to the glass counter she asked.

-- Can you repeat the price for me?

--- I assure you that you won't find a better offer. You can inquire and come. But I can't guarantee to hold the price.

III

Three hours later Kathy was contemplating the mountain of shopping packages she had made, catching up on her debts and negotiating rent in a better area online.

She spread her toes wide and let out a long, long, long yeeeeeeeeeeesssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss.

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III.

The Cadillac Ct5 stopped and the teenager was thrown like a bundle onto the sidewalk. Laughing, the men threw 3 gold bars at her.

-- Here... -- the man shouted, laughing at the terrified and hysterical young woman -- stop the tears, you were with a real man. Your payment. A bar for each hole of pleasure.

Laughing, the thugs left, leaving the victim lying on the sidewalk.