The Pat Wong Diaries

After the tape was over, I made us some tea and we all sat down to discuss what we had witnessed.

Mei had decided to look upon what she had witnessed in scientific terms. "No normal person can ejaculate as much as he did," she said. "He must be suffering from some abnormality. I would be worried if I were him. I am going to inquire into this."

"He has been doing this for more than six years," I shrugged my shoulders.

"Why didn't you invite Kang?" Ming, the one closest to Kang, asked. "She would have enjoyed this more than any one of us.

"I kept Kang out of this gathering on purpose," I answered as I handed her a cup of tea. "Harry and I discussed the decision very carefully and we decided that it was best to introduce Paul to you without Kang's presence."

Chun nodded as she sipped her tea.

"Has he asked Harry if he could sleep with you?" Lin asked without looking at me.

"No, he has not, but he has been hinting at it for days now. And Harry has been playing dumb about it. He's been telling Harry that he has never had a Chinese woman in all of his life, that he especially loved older Chinese women in their fifties, that he would appreciate it if Harry helped him, and so forth. And Harry has just been answering him by saying that he would do his best and will let him know."

"And you are not scared?" Ming asked, opening her eyes wide.

"No, I am not. From all the tapes that I saw -- and you saw it yourselves in the tape -- he is very gentle and considerate and only wants to please. He truly loves women and wants to pleasure them."

"Anyway," I added, "We kept Kang out on purpose. We thought that I would approach her one-on-one and tell her about Paul, show her a couple of tapes, and float by her the idea of her and her husband having an intimate session with Paul and Carol."

"Why do you want to do that?" asked Chun.

"Well, mainly because Harry feels obligated to Paul as a friend. Paul has revealed some of his most intimate secrets to Harry and has welcomed him into his home as a brother. The least Harry could do is to introduce him to Kang and her husband, since Kang fits the exact profile Paul is looking for and she and her husband are the type of couple who would be most receptive to such a proposal."

Chun nodded in agreement. If there was anyone who was strong and experienced enough to take on Paul, it was Kang. She had slept with hundreds of men throughout the thirty some years she had been in the US, and was fearless when it came to undertaking sexual adventures. She had slept with the high power executives she worked with as often as she had slept with the hard working illegal immigrants who fixed her house. She had slept with young, pimply boys just out of high school just as she had slept with refined, experienced men in their seventies. She loved men and their cocks and found their simple-minded, one-dimensional impulse to penetrate, ejaculate, and brood endearing and even amusing. She laughed and shook her head at how the vast majority of women needlessly complicated their relationships with men by attributing complex motives and feelings to creatures that rarely bothered to reason beyond experiencing a strong desire to copulate and ejaculate. If only they could grasp that basic fact, she thought, women would be so much happier, so much less dependent, and far more powerful than they are.

And Kang was happy, free, and powerful: powerful at work, powerful with her friends, and powerful at home. With one stinging look she could pacify an overbearing man who spoke down to her, mistaking her for a meek, submissive Oriental. She could stand toe-to-toe with any of her male colleagues and fight back if she needed, or simply, with one wink and smile, render limp and helpless to her most determined competitors.

When she taught for a year in Hong-Kong, she made it a mission to lick the ass hole of all the professors in her department. And she did, to the last man. She had that department under her absolute control, completely overwhelming and emasculating the decision makers simply by granting them generous sexual favors.

"He may be a force of nature," I told the girls, "but so is Kang. She can hold her weight with him, I have no doubt."

They agreed.

"It should be very interesting to follow this experiment," Mei put in. "You should make sure you log all the details of what happens."

"I will talk to Kang and then I will invite her next week," I said, getting up. "I can have another video from Paul, if you'd like."

They all nodded, including Mei.

When we got out of the house, it was overcast and the sun was already starting to set. A gentle breeze was blowing, reminding us that summer was winding down.

"Hello ladies," came from across the street. It was Paul. He was waving at us, kneeling beside a large bush, holding a garden pruner in his right hand. He knew we had been watching one of his videos and smiled broadly, trying hard not to give any meaning to his smile.

Mei frowned. Chun and Ming waved back, and Bao shouted back enthusiastically, "Hello!" Paul looked at me and nodded. I nodded back and wondered what he was thinking.

Harry was also outside, standing on the porch of our house, his arms crossed. He looked on, smiling at the scene. He scrutinized each of us and nodded, as if he had figured out our most intimate thoughts. He waved at Paul and gave him a thumbs up. Paul waved back and gave him a thumbs up back.

"Does he know we were watching," Chun asked.

"Yes," I said.

"The dirty man," she laughed and covered her mouth. "He wants to take us inside the house and one by one penetrate us," she said.

I laughed. "He would do exactly that if we let him," I said, "I have no doubt."

After they had left, Harry sat down with me and I debriefed him. He had no idea how the ladies would react to the raw images. Words were words, and one could talk all day long about fantasies, but watching flesh against flesh was another matter. So, when we sat down, he simply wanted to know whether or not the girls had been completely repulsed by the raw scenes of depravity and had lost all respect for Harry and me for getting ourselves involved with such lewd, immoral people.

He was surprised when I described to him what happened.

"I am pleasantly surprised, I must say," he nodded. "But then again, I guess human sexuality is so strange and wonderful."

His meeting with Paul that evening was brief. Paul was delighted when Harry told him about Kang and about the idea of a meeting between him and Carol with Kang and her husband.

"She is the easiest way to enter the world of Chinese women," Harry explained. "You will finally be able to fulfill your fantasy, my friend," Harry said. Paul smiled and shook Harry's hand.

"You are a true friend," Paul said and then pulled Harry with one powerful jerk and gave him a bear hug.