"Oh my god, Jess. You wouldn't believe this guy I met recently!" Charlotte gushed to Jess as they sat next to each other. They, along with about fifteen other top models in Hong Kong, were getting their make-up done by professional stylists in a dressing room for Versace's runway fashion show. Dozens of designers and assistants scurried back and forth, making last minute changes to various fashion pieces and conveying hurried instructions to the models.
"Oooh, tell me about him," Jess raised her eyebrows in surprise. Despite being hit on by virtually any guy confident enough to approach a beautiful girl like Charlotte, Charlotte had only gone on a few dates and to Jess' knowledge, had not slept with anyone during her five months in Hong Kong. Jess chalked it up to Charlotte being sexually conservative, and had given up trying to introduce what she considered as hot guys to Charlotte. Jess looked at Charlotte again and giggled, "Girl, you look like you're absolutely glowing. You must be getting laid pretty good." While Charlotte was from France, Jess was born in Mainland China, and moved to Hong Kong when she was just four years old. Like Charlotte, Jess was a long legged model standing at five foot nine inches and boasting supple B-cup breasts and a shapely ass. Her pale face, accentuated by her smooth skin, high cheekbones and nose, and large eyes, often reminded people of a young Maggie Cheung.
Charlotte waited for her stylist to finish applying red lipstick on her lips before dreamily responding, "Well, firstly, he is soo masculine. A bit mysterious - he is, like, pretty wealthy I think, and also lived as a monk in the Himalayas for three years. He just has that masculine aura, you know?" Charlotte didn't wait for Jess' agreement before continuing on with a giggle, "And the sexual energy was just nothing I've ever experienced before!"
"Oooh, where is he from? US, UK or Australia? Or maybe Canada?"
"I think he grew up in Hong Kong actually, but he went abroad for a couple years. I think he built and sold his business while in the US."
Jess furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. "Oh, he is Asian?" While Jess herself was Asian and had grown up in Hong Kong, she never found Asian guys attractive. Asian guys made Jess think of her younger brothers - not exactly guys she wanted to get fucked by. And to top it off, most of the couples she saw on Hollywood movies and television shows never showed Asian guys in a masculine spotlight - they were usually gay, knew a lot of kung-fu or were there for comedic relief.
Charlotte, having grown up in France, was spared of the Anglo-Saxon biases of different ethnicities. "Yeaah, so exotic and mysterious. He also fucks sooo well!" She giggled and then blushed a deep crimson shade of red from embarassment as she realized everyone nearby had overheard her confessions of sexual dalliances."Anyway, you have to meet him, Jess!"
"Okay, ladies!" Nigel, the person-in-charge of the Versace fashion show, strolled in the dressing room and addressed the fifteen half-naked models getting their make-up done. "Show starts in five minutes. Everybody get ready ASAP!" All the models scurried out of their seats and hurried to get their fashion pieces on and make last minute adjustments.
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"Man, it's so great seeing you again, Luke. Everyone, myself included, has really missed you." Tony leaned back after finishing his last bite of the vegetarian bento box. Tony and Luke were catching up over dinner at an upscale modern restaurant situated at the top floor of a central building boasting panoramic harbor views of Hong Kong; the last time they had seen each other was three years ago when Luke went to live with the Himalayan monks. Tony had always looked up to Luke as his elder brother and also shared Luke's interest in the Eastern traditions and knowledge. Their father, with the support of their mother, had built a shipping empire in Hong Kong, but they were killed in a fatal car accident while vacationing when Luke was twenty-five and Tony was in his junior year in college. Luke buried himself in his start-up, eventually selling it for $300 million, making him a rich man in his own right. Tony went for the more traditional industry of law, and quickly rose through the ranks and was promoted to partnership in record time. Neither Luke nor Tony wanted to deal with the day-to-day management of their father's publicly-listed shipping company. As such, they hired a professional management team incentivized with an appropriate equity sharing plan, and also hired a professional trustee services firm to look after their majority stake in the company.
"It's definitely been too long, Tony." Luke followed Tony's suggestion to try the vegetarian bento box in the spirit of meatless Mondays, and was slowly chewing his miso-marinated tofu steak. Luke had always tried to be the good elder brother to Tony, and one of his regrets was not coming back to Hong Kong after their parents' death to be with his younger brother. Luke mused to himself as he leaned back in the plush, purple seat, '
Ah well, you live and learn, right? Besides, that alone time seemed to really make Tony grow up.
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"So, what did you learn from your time in the Himalayas? I'm pretty impressed - and jealous - that you went for three years."
Luke's eyes sparkled, as he shared with Tony what he learned during his time in the mountains. He also shared the superpowers he gained as a result, the impact on his health and his effect on women and the most recent episode with the beautiful French model, Charlotte.
"Man - shut up. You're telling me your pheromones cause women to get horny for you? And you can change the size of your dick?" Tony waved his hands dismissively at Luke, but internally, he was curious as to whether Luke could actually live up to his claims. Luke was always able to deliver on his promises, and Tony didn't see why it would stop now.
Luke raised his right hand in front of Tony, who eagerly sat up and stared at it intently. "Okay, look at my hand, especially my index finger. I'm going to enlarge just my index finger." Luke closed his eyes, focused his breathing and mind to his index finger on his right hand, and used the techniques derived from the Himalayan monks and the Taoist masters. After a few seconds, his index finger was double the size of its previous size and noticeably longer and fatter than his other fingers.
"Holy shit! I don't believe this." Tony stared at Luke's fingers in shock. "I'm going to touch it if that's okay with you." Without waiting for Luke's approval, he gingerly touched and probed the enlarged index finger. "This is incredible. It kind of feels like a mix between a bruise and the normal muscle." Upon taking a closer look, Tony could see that the enlarged finger looked a bit puffy, probably from the enhanced blood flow. He looked up and other than Luke concentrating on his breath, Luke seemed fairly relaxed and not particularly strained. "How long can you keep this up for?"
"Hours - but that's because I practiced with the monks for three years. As a novice, I'd expect you to be able to hold it for a few minutes at most, as breathwork is similar to muscle: it gets stronger the more you use it." Luke paused for a second, as if he just recalled something else from his memory. "Oh wait, if you have been keeping up the Taoist practices, that is actually quite helpful." Luke and Tony studied under Master Chan, one of the few remaining Taoist masters, before Luke went to live in the Himalayas.
