The sun was about to set, the whole city had its lights on simultaneously as if preparing for a bustling weekend night.
Lan stood in front of the large mirror, first turning to the right and then to the left, admiring the short mini jupe she had just brought home.
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Every afternoon, Lan is very busy with her father's clothes. Lan knows she has a beautiful, well-proportioned body. Long thighs so it's easy to dress. But really, Lan looks beautiful in anything. Even though it's not wearing anything, it still looks beautiful, let alone wearing it.
Lan is the only child in Mr. and Mrs. Hong's family. The couple only has him as their child, so they pamper him very much. Lan gets whatever she wants. At the age of 16, he failed his high school exam, so he refused to go to school anymore. And started his career… playing around.
Lan keeps walking all day long from the upper village to the lower village. He stopped hanging out with the young men in the choir, singing badly, and then hung out with the little dancers at the end of the neighborhood who practiced dancing day and night.
In this poor neighborhood, not many people like him except the teenage boys. Seeing its slouchy gait walking sideways, the ladies pouted their lips and hinted that they hated him. Maybe that's why people gradually gave it the name “Horse Orchid.” Hearing the loud sound of the Honda's horn outside the door, Lan put down the comb, quickly grabbed her purse next to her, and quickly ran out the door.
Mr. and Mrs. Hong were in the middle of eating their meal when they stopped and asked after him:
– Why should you leave if your food and water are ruined? – When will you be back?
Lan did not bother to answer. It has been so familiar with such warm questions for a long time now. She jumped into the car, hugged her boyfriend's waist and said into the house:
– Go out… When you're bored, come back.
Having finished speaking, he burst out laughing while the driver revved the engine. The 90cc Honda roared in the small alley, then sped away like an arrow.
The disco on Saturday night is really bustling. Coming in from outside, the two of them weren't used to seeing each other so they had to stop and search.
From the corner, many voices shouted to the two of them:
– Hung, Lan. Here it is!
Hung looked in that direction: He recognized his group of playboy friends sitting haphazardly. Hung pulled Lan's hand in that direction.
The waiter came and stood behind him, waiting. Without asking Lan's opinion, Hung shouted:
– Two bottles of beer?
The waiter left. Lan turned back and said:
– Another pack of Cats.
At the table, each pair sat close to each other. Lan recognized the pair sitting next to her as Huy and Thuy, followed by Cuong Dung, Tuan and Khanh.
All of them don't seem to be 21 years old yet to step foot in the dance hall. But they have never been troubled by the doorman.
Seeing their faces, he ignored them and didn't ask for identification like everyone else. And of course, they are never willing to spend money to easily buy entrance tickets like other people. The doorman knew that if he made things difficult for them just once, he would definitely get a bone-softening beating. And so, of course, he had to quit his job as a dance hall doorman. And if he failed, he would have to leave this land in Saigon if he wanted to live in peace with his wife and children.
The young men also knew that the doorman was bored with them. But the police certainly don't mind them at all, so they're smart. They retreated to a corner to cause trouble, not daring to be too loud. If something happens, consider retreating and running.
Lan held up two new bottles of beer and invited them all:
– Vo, Vo Congrats… “everyone has toys.”
The girls responded simultaneously. Two or three of them held up a few beer bottles, moving their mouths…
– If you have a toy that breaks, playing with it is stupid. Enjoy everything before and after. Do it early… nghl early.
They all cheered:
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– Correct! Hundred percent! No, no.
The band is playing Slow rhythm. The lights are dimly lit. Each couple hugged each other tightly on the dance floor, letting each step slowly follow the music. The guy playing the Saxo looked at the corner of the dance hall, where the Orchids were noisily clinking glasses. He raised his eyes and signaled the band to switch to the dramatic Twist.
The light naturally turns on. Everyone, without telling anyone, rushed to the dance floor at the same time.
Lan and her children also stopped drinking and pulled each other out onto the dance floor. Both dared to jerk as if having a seizure. The girls wriggled and twisted their bodies like cobras stalking their prey. Lan was also excited. It “squeaked” close to the wooden floor, revealing a pair of white shorts inside amidst the cheering applause of the boys.
The sounds of trumpets, drums, guitars, and singing mixed with the smell of alcohol, cigarette smoke, and armpit odor, making everyone feel drunk. They screamed and screamed like crazy like a bunch of lunatics…
The band played a farewell song. The light turned on brightly. Guests flocked to leave. As for the table, the orchids still sat and lingered. Hung asked:
– Where to go now?
Cuong volunteered:
– Bring them all to my house. There are a few cases of beer at home that no one drinks. Soon it… loses value.
Dung objected:
– Stop. Going there to meet my 'Uncle Hau' probably won't help, he just keeps staring at me… as if he wants to… take off my pants.
Spread into:
– So when will you… take off your pants for him to see and he'll stop looking at you?
Everyone applauded Lan's opinion:
– Hey, when you take off your pants, remember to let us know so we can come and see.
Dung responded:
– If you want to see it, tell Thuy and Khanh to peel it off so we can see.
Huy and Tuan laughed loudly and replied:
– Watching it all the time, I'm bored. Now look for something else.
Hung reiterated:
– Okay… Let's just leave. The nightclub is closed. Or… go to Vung Tau to play.
They all cheered:
– Correct! Go to Vung Tau to play. That's a good idea.
They all pulled together to the car. One by one, each couple got on each other's Honda and then they sped straight toward Bien Hoa Highway.
Mrs. Thoa walked in and out looking impatient. It's almost 2 a.m. and Cuong hasn't come home yet, so she's a little worried.
Ms. Thoa's husband died more than 5 years ago. She and her husband only have Cuong as their only child, so all their love is devoted to him. Maybe that's why Cuong never lacked anything he wanted. Dress up every day and hang out with friends to have fun and debauchery.
After her husband died, Ms. Thoa single-handedly raised her children for schooling. But Cuong only took advantage of his studies to ask her for money to go out with girls.
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Mrs. Thoa is also a beautiful person. Her husband died when she was just over 30 years old. The only girl looks worn out. Mrs. Thoa has the beauty of a noble woman. With a tall, slender figure, a round, plump, and balanced body, there is no shortage of men rushing in to get some porridge.
Among the sought after followers. Mrs. Thoa noticed Mr. Hau, a very classy man with handsome and well-groomed clothes.
Since the day her husband died, Mr. Hau has come back to visit every day. He seemed worried and concerned about Ms. Thoa. He also did not forget to do some petty shopping for Cuong to please him. One day he gave her a Hitcock belt, another day he gave her the Omega watch he was wearing, making Mrs. Thoa visibly moved.
Actually, he gave her the watch he was wearing because he had just bought the golden “Longine” of his girlfriend who had a fabric stall in Cho Lon.
Mrs. Thoa began to get used to Mr. Hau's appearance in her house. However, she only let him stay until evening and then go home. She did not want to rush to gain reputation with relatives or neighbors.
Several times, Mr. Hau confessed his love to her. He offered to piece it together, but Ms. Thoa did not agree. She reasoned that she needed more time to learn more. And there was also one time, while Cuong was away from home, Mr. Hau spontaneously hugged her and kissed her. Ms. Thoa resolutely expressed her attitude immediately. She told Mr. Hau directly:
– I just consider you a friend, nothing more, nothing less. If you make another gesture like that, I will have to ban you from coming here.
Mr. Hau shyly apologized:
– I love you that's why I do this. Please forgive me. I promise to be worthy of your trust. Ms. Thoa just gave a harsh warning. But if she doesn't like it in her heart, it's easy for her to let him come to her house. It was exactly what Ms. Thoa wanted. After that warning, Mr. Hau became more infatuated with Ms. Thoa. He considered her as a woman “Tiet Hanh Kha Phong” and thought to himself: “At all costs, I must possess her.” Ms. Thoa looked at her watch again then turned to Mr. Hau and asked: – Have you gone to all the police stations?
Mr. Hau enthusiastically said:
– I've been to all sorts of places. They said there was no one named Le Tuan Cl. Full sheet. He also asked them to call and ask everywhere else, but they didn't have it.
The more she heard Mr. Hau's answer, the angrier Mrs. Thoa became. The couple's fortune only belongs to Cuong, who is the only child. Now that he is dead, she only has Cuong as her only joy. If Cuong had any fate, she probably wouldn't be able to live. The more she thought, the more scared Ms. Thoa became. At this moment, she clearly saw the weakness of a woman. If only Tuan Cuong's father was still alive. If only there was a man in the house.
Mrs. Thoa felt weak in all four limbs, could no longer stand, her body fell to her knees.
Mr. Hau glanced at it, not missing the opportunity, he rushed forward to take Ms. Thoa in his arms, then carried her slowly and walked straight into the bedroom.
Only now did Ms. Thoa deeply feel the loneliness of an unmarried woman. Just like now, there was no one for her to rely on when her spirit was broken. Mrs. Thoa cried bitterly in Mr. Hau's comforting arms. She lamented:
– You don't understand my suffering. When his father was still alive, he always worried and educated him to become a good person. But since he passed away, I have had to take care of everything and have no time to teach him. So I'm very sad.
Mr. Hau reassured:
– Don't worry. From now on, I will try to get closer to it, learn to help it. And he always loved it like… his child.
Mrs. Thoa felt secure in Mr. Hau's arms. She lay still and received his first kiss since the day her husband died.
Mr. Hau lay down next to him, his hands caressing all over her body, making Mrs. Thoa, even while she was worried, feel a warm current of electricity running through her body. Mrs. Thoa occasionally leaned forward like she did when she first got married.
Mr. Hau is over 40 this year but still has no wife. No one knows what he does for a living. I only see him wearing flashy, luxurious clothes all day long. The two-tael gold bracelet is always sagging in the left hand. My right hand is never without a bright, expensive Longines gold strap watch. The huge gold necklace was pulled heavy around the neck by the blue marble face. I always see him with a pair of big Rayon sunglasses on his face, riding a Vespa around everywhere.
Some people say that he… “runs under the wing”, there are also those who seem to be sophisticated and say that he specializes in defrauding widows. But no matter what anyone said, in front of him they bowed down, treating him like a superior. Because Mr. Hau seems mature, his life is… money always comes first.
Hearing Ms. Thoa's breathing getting stronger and stronger, Mr. Hau knew what he had to do. He unbuttoned each button on the thin nightgown, then slowly peeled it off Ms. Thoa's body.
The full, firm breasts of a single-child woman, in their most fertile period, were as big and round as star apples, displayed deliciously before his eyes. Mr. Hau slowly lowered his head, stuck out his tongue and licked Ms. Thoa's nipples respectfully and happily.
Mrs. Thoa's eyes closed. Liai's long, curled eyelashes only occasionally moved with each frown whenever she was happy. Her plump red lips occasionally parted to reveal her teeth, as white as corn kernels, clenched as if to prevent the moan from escaping from her mouth.
Mr. Hau's mouth sucked on one breast and his hand squeezed the other breast, making Mrs. Thoa more and more ecstatic. She no longer knew when Mr. Hau's pants had slipped off of her.
All I know is that when Mr. Hau licked from the top of her breast down to the navel, then slowly down to her tall, dark, hairy pubic area, Mrs. Thoa kept moaning in her throat.
Mr. Hau is a true playboy. He has so much experience with lovemaking. One woman after another passed in his life. The technical tricks to get the ladies to reach cloud nine, the ladies taught him all. Mr. Hau knows it by heart, even better than “memorizing his parents' names”.
Very gently, Mr. Hau spread Ms. Thoa's legs wide, bowed his head and applied the “dog licking fork” technique. His tongue was both rough and long, and kept licking at Mrs. Thoa's comb, the most… “wild” place. His head didn't move, but his tongue kept flicking up and down continuously, making Mrs. Thoa keep moving up and down her tight ass as if she didn't want his tongue to leave her cunt.
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