I'm sure I've written this before.

'You have,' said Max, 'it was your first book on Borneo that no body read.'

Good recall Max.

The story went a bit like this.

'You mean you explored the two floors, flirted, got eye fulls of tits, but chickened out?'

God bless Max, he did read my book after all.

I was thinking of doing the same here.

"It would be a waste of time if we did.'

It would Max, but lets see if Kathy is still here. She's from Borneo and nearly dragged  me into her room  last time.

'Hi Frank.'

It was Kathy, looking incredible as ever.

She was one of the busier girls.

In one hour, she could consume ten clients.

And they usually came back for more.

'So try me Frank.'

It's just the way she said it.

She was showing  off lots of tit.

She knew how to dress cheap and tarty while looking like a queen at the same time.

'So try me Frank.'

Was she taunting me?

'Don't know,' said Max, who disappeared into Kathy's room.

Apparently he was hooked by the crutch of her arm.

I bet that wasn't the only crutch Max would be exploring. 

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