The Flower Girl

by Lilburne, Guy

  “Hello” I said, but they were too busy kissing and I don’t think they heard me.

  “Excuse me” I said, tapping the old fat guy on the shoulder.

  They stopped kissing and Lek stepped back, removing the fat man’s hand from under her dress with one of her hands.

  “Sa-teven. What are you doing?” asked Lek.

  She looked surprised to see me, even shocked, which confused me even more.

  “Lek, what’s going on?”

  “What’s your problem mate?” said the old man.

  “This is my girlfriend you are kissing.” I wasn’t scared, but I could feel my heart pumping. The bloke might have been old but he was big, with hands as big as spades and fat stubby fingers.

  “I’m going to be doing more than kissing her. I’ve just paid her bar fine. I’m going to be fucking her brains out in about 20 minutes. You can have your girlfriend back tomorrow. You might have to carry her around, because I don’t think she will be able to walk after I’ve given her a portion of this.” He squeezed the front of his baggy pink shorts and I hoped that the huge bulge that he held in his hands was a hernia and not his penis. I didn’t know what he was talking about when he talked about the bar fine, because I had already paid the fine for her day’s wages earlier on in the day. I couldn’t think straight. In fact my head was in a spin. I didn’t like this man. He was rude and he was fat and he was ugly.

  “You should be ashamed of yourself. You’re old enough to be her granddad and she is my girlfriend. You have obviously given her some kind of date rape drug and if you don’t leave right now then I’m going to call the police.” I had no intention of calling the police, but I just didn’t know what else to say.

  I knew that he had hit me, because I saw his huge fist coming towards my face just a split second before a shockwave rocked my entire body and seemed to dislocate my brain from the rest of my body. I saw a white flash. Well, I saw it and felt it and then I felt nothing. I had been knocked cold. I was woken up by the other Thai girls who were in the bar. They were all talking quickly in Thai and one of them was pouring cold water on my face. Another one was rubbing my hand. My face was throbbing and I could feel my brain rolling around in my skull. For some reason the back of my head and my left elbow was hurting me. I touched the painful areas and there was blood at both. I realised I’d cut myself on landing. I was lying about 10 feet away from where Lek had been wrapped around the fat bloke, so I had flown through the air quite a long way. The girls helped me up to my feet, but I felt faint and had to sit on one of the bar stools. I think I was in a state of shock, but I wasn’t sure if I was in shock because I had just found my girlfriend with another man or I was in shock because I had just been knocked unconscious by a big fat old bloke. Although I should point out that it was a lucky punch and I wasn’t ready. I didn’t think that it was going to be a physical fight. I just thought that it was going to be an argument and I was sure that I had the moral high ground. I could feel my head pulsating in time with my heartbeat. There was no sign of Lek or the fat bloke. I shook my head to try to clear it, but that made it hurt even more.

  “Where is Lek?” I asked.

  “She go away with customer” said one of the girls, with a cute smile.

  “Where is the fat bloke?”

  “He is her customer.”

  “What do you mean? ‘Customer’?”

  “They go boom-boom now.”

  I think I already knew what boom-boom meant, but I couldn’t stop myself from asking.

  “What’s boom-boom?”

  “They make sex.”

  “Why?”

  “Why not?” smiled the cute Thai girl.

  “Why on earth would she do that to me?”

  “She not do to you, she do to him. He pay for her tonight.”

  “But she is my girlfriend.”

  “You want her to be your girlfriend for whole holiday?”

  “Yes, of course.”

  “Well, you tell her and she start tomorrow be your girlfriend. Give you good price for whole holiday. Sure.”

  “What do you mean?”

  “You pay her tomorrow and she be your girlfriend for whole holiday.”

  “Why pay her? I thought that we liked each other.”

  “Yes sure, she like you. I like you. Every lady like you. We all make boom-boom with you, but you have to pay. This our work.”

  “Oh my God! You mean you are prostitutes?”

  “No! Not nice word. We work bar to make money to send home, take care of family. All bar girl have family to take care. Have mama and papa to take care. Some have baby to take care. Family always need money to fix problem. Now you understand, ka?”

  Suddenly I did understand and I have to say my heart sank. I suddenly realised that I wasn’t so special after all. Lek didn’t make all that fuss over me this afternoon because she found me irresistible. It was just business and I hadn’t realised that that was the business she was in. I was crestfallen. I was in pain and I wasn’t sure which hurt the most; my face or my pride. My new found confidence drifted away as quickly as it had appeared and my belief in myself stopped once again. I felt like crying, but I didn’t think that would look good for a 38 year old man. I suddenly felt a long way from home and I thought about my dad sitting at home. I liked to think that he would be worrying about me, although I knew he wouldn‘t be. The girl with the cute smile gently touched my face.

  “You be OK. Don’t worry.” She gave me a sympathetic smile and shrugged her shoulders. It was the last straw. I don’t know if it was her gentle kindness or maybe I was still jet lagged, but I felt the tears well up in my eyes. I tried to stop them but as soon as she said “Oh darling! Please don’t cry,” I just started crying like a baby. I even felt my bottom lip pouting out and quivering and I knew this wasn’t a good look, so I sucked it in and bit on it. But I bit too hard and it started bleeding. The girl with the cute smile got some tissues and wiped my eyes.

  “Thank you” I sobbed.

  “What’s your name?” asked the girl.

  “Steven West. I’m from England.”

  “Hello Sa-teven. My name Nit.”

  “I think I’m the nit.”

  “You name Nit too?”

  “No. My name is Sa-teven. I mean Steven. But I’m acting like a nit.”

  “You acting like me?”

  “No. Not you. Just a nit.”

  “I not understand.”

  “It’s OK. Hello Nit.”

  “Hello Sa-teven. You want I take care of you tonight?”

  Nit was obviously good at first aid and I guessed that she must have been a nurse before she started working in the bar.

  “Yes please. That would be nice. Thank you.”

  “We go Seven Eleven, buy cream and plaster for body and head. OK?”

  “OK Nit. Thank you.”

  “You have to pay bar fine for me to leave bar with you, Sa-teven.”

  “I still have to pay bar fine just for you to take me to Seven Eleven shop?”

  “Yes. Because then, I take you back to your hotel room and take good care of you. OK?”

  “OK. How much is the bar fine?”

  “500baht.”

  I paid the bar fine and Nit walked me across Patak Road to a Seven Eleven shop. She picked up a basket that she filled with a tube of cream, a packet of sticky plasters, sweets, crisps, fruit drinks, snacks, magazines, make-up, toiletries, chocolate bars, toothpaste, tooth brush, beers, cans of cola, a bottle of vodka, coffee and a pair of sunglasses. Once at the till she tossed in a few packets of chewing gum and four packets of condoms. I had assumed that I was going to be paying for my own tube of cream and sticky plasters, so I was a bit shocked when she just stepped aside to let me pay for all her shopping. The shop
assistant packed it all into two carrier bags and I carried both of them back to the hotel with Nit linked into my arm. She gave the girl in the reception her Identity card and we went back to my room.

  Chapter 5

  Nit the Nurse.

  Nit was a very caring person. She was tender and gentle and seemed very concerned about the cuts to the back of my head and my arm. She emptied the two carrier bags out onto the bed and found the antiseptic cream and sticking plasters.

  “Sa-teven, you go and shower first and I will clean your wounds” she smiled.

  “Oh!” I said.

  She waved me away into the bathroom with the back of her hand. She seemed to know what she was doing so I went into the bathroom, undressed and got into the shower. A moment later the bathroom door opened and Nit walked into the bathroom, naked. I instinctively covered myself up with my hands. Nit laughed as she stepped into the shower with me. She squeezed some body wash onto the palm of her hand and started to soap up my body. She smiled a lot and there was a lot of eye contact. I think that Nit fancied me and I have to say that she looked fantastic naked, slim with small breasts and smooth all over.

  “I take good care, Sa-teven. Make you feel good” she smiled.

  She was gently soaping my penis and it was sort of responding all by itself, so I wasn’t sure that she was talking about taking ‘good care’ of my injuries or my willy. Everything in Thailand was very confusing and, even though the few Thai people that I had spoken to so far spoke English, I didn’t really understand what they were saying to me. I had thought that Lek wanted to be my girlfriend, but I was wrong. Now it was obvious that Nit wanted to be my girlfriend. She had a cute smile, she wasn’t as pretty as Lek, but maybe she was a nicer personality and she did seem very concerned about my injuries. I decided that Nit was a nicer girl than Lek, so maybe things had worked out for the best after all.

  After the shower we wrapped in towels and I sat on the bed and Nit gently rubbed cream into the cuts on my head and arm. My eye was swollen and closed now and my head was throbbing with the pain. Nit put plasters on the cuts on the back of my arm and tried to put some on my head as well, but they didn’t stick and just pulled my hair. It really hurt.

  “Ow!” I said and Nit laughed.

  “You same baby” she smiled and kissed me on the forehead. Then she kissed me on the neck and chest as she tugged open my towel. She kissed my stomach and ended up kissing my unmentionable bits, so I won’t mention them. Nit pushed me back on the bed and I felt her slide a condom onto me. Just like Lek, she did it in a split second. It occurred to me that there must be somewhere where they are taught how to do this so fast. Nit sat astride me and I felt her use her hand to guide me inside her and then she started riding me. I have to say that it did take my mind off my discomfort. Nit was a great nurse. I didn’t realise that she liked me so much. I decided that I must be quite a catch in Thailand after all. I had something that Thai ladies really seemed to like. I think I was getting over Lek with the help of my new girlfriend Nit. I think I must have still been jet lagged because as soon as she slid me inside of her it just went off again. I just didn’t know how to stop it. It just seemed to happen by itself. I only had time to say “Oh no!” and it was all over. Again!

  Now don’t get me wrong. I am a man of the world and I watch porn videos a lot and I have seen these porn blokes performing. They seem to be able to go on for ages, but I just don’t know how they do it. So far my personal best was about 1.7 seconds.

  It wasn’t long before I realised that Nit wasn’t my girlfriend either. It was about the time we finished having sex and she showered, dressed and asked me for 1000 baht or, if I wanted her to stay until the morning, it was 1500 baht. I felt very disappointed and, once again, I had managed to get the wrong end of the stick. I didn’t really understand Thailand at all, but the one thing I did understand was that it was all lies. These beautiful girls didn’t love old white guys, they just wanted their money. It wasn’t about love and romance; it was just about business and hard cash. The Thailand that I had read about and heard all the stories about just didn’t exist. Well, at least not for me anyway. I decided to save myself 500 baht and paid Nit her 1000 baht and she packed everything we had bought in the Seven Eleven shop into the two carrier bags and she left, after giving me a kiss on the cheek. I went back to bed and went to sleep, but it wasn’t a happy sleep and I wasn’t feeling very happy.

  I woke up and it was 7:00am. The sun was already scorching in the blue sky. I went for a swim in the hotel pool and had breakfast. I felt wiser than I had done yesterday. My first day’s experience of Thailand hadn’t been a good one. I had had sex with two pretty girls, who I thought wanted to be my girlfriend, but I had to pay them for the pleasure. Some fat bloke, who was old enough to be my dad, punched me and gave me a huge black eye. I decided to give up on women and just try to enjoy this little part of Thailand without the love and romance. I have to say that once I made the decision I knew it was the right one and, suddenly, I felt happy and relaxed and once again excited to be in the ‘Land of Smiles’.

  I realised that I had been here in Thailand for nearly 24hrs and I hadn’t actually made it out of the cul-de-sac where the hotel was situated. So today I decided that I was going to just put my head down and walk past Lek’s bar and see what Patak Road has to offer the visitor to Thailand. I had no real plans for the day, other than exploring the area and getting out and about further than the same road as my hotel.

  After showering and breakfast I ventured out in some more brand new Matalan clothes. It felt like a fresh start to my Thailand adventure. I saw Lek and Nit in the bar and they both waved to me. I smiled and waved back, mouthed the words “I’ve got to go!” and I did some pointing to the end of the road and also in the general direction of the sea. I wasn’t really pointing at anything, but I just wanted to try and look as if I was too busy to stop and talk to them. I think I fooled them because they both shrugged their shoulders and turned back to the pool table. I punched the air; it felt like such a relief. I don’t know why I felt so scared of and intimidated by Thai girls now, but I did. Suddenly, I was happy and excited and the world seemed like a beautiful place. Here I was in the most exotic place I had ever been in my life. I walked around and looked at some shops and smiled at a lot of people, who all smiled back at me. Some really pretty girls wearing long wrap over Thai skirts were sat outside a massage shop. They all thought that I was a really handsome man and they all wanted to give me a massage. They were all asking me where I was going, which hotel I was staying in and how long I was staying here for. I answered all their questions and a couple of them were trying to drag me inside, telling me how ‘Special’ the massage was going to be. I didn’t really need a massage because I wasn’t stressed anymore and I didn’t have any aches or pains, but one of the girls said;

  “Don’t have to have aches and pains, good for relax. I do oil massage for 300 baht.”

  Wow! That was a bargain. The price on the board stated 500 baht. I thought I had made another friend, and at least these girls didn’t work in a bar.

  “Why will you do it for 300 baht? It says 500 baht on the board?”

  “Because I do discount for handsome man from Engerland.”

  “OK” I smiled. Well, I was on holiday after all and these girls seemed so nice.

  I followed the girl inside the massage shop after taking my shoes off outside the front door, just as she told me to do. At the front of the shop there were half a dozen reclining black leather chairs and two middle aged tourists, obviously a married couple, were having their feet massaged. I nodded and said hello, but they ignored me. I followed the girl to the back of the shop, past some mattresses on the floor that were curtained off from each other. Over each empty cubicle there was a fan. We went through a door at the back of the shop and up some narrow stairs to some more cubicles. The girl turned on the air conditioning uni
t and an overhead fan. She pulled back the curtain to one of the cubicles and I stepped inside.

  “Please take everything off” she said, matter of factly.

  “What!” I said, not doing a very good job of hiding my shock.

  “Yes. Take off every clothes please. I use oil, not want to get on your nice clothes.”

  “Have you got a towel or something for me to put on?”

  “Ha!Ha! You shy?”

  “No, no! I’m not shy. It’s just that I would like a towel to wrap around me.”

  “OK. No problem. I get towel. You take clothes off please.”

  Well, she certainly seemed very professional. I decided to stand in the cubicle and wait until she came back with a towel. She laughed when she saw me still standing there when she came back with a towel. She tossed it to me.

  “I be back in one minute, I have to change. You get ready please.”

  I got undressed in record time, because I was worried that the girl would walk back in on me in mid undress. Then I opened out the towel. It was tiny, more like a flannel than a towel and nowhere near big enough to wrap around me. It hardly covered the essentials. I quickly lay face down on the mattress and placed the tiny towel over my backside. Well, over the crack of my backside anyway. I could hear the girl moving around beyond the curtain and then she put some music on and came back into the cubicle. She pulled my towel off and gently held both of my ankles and pulled my legs apart. I tensed up a bit because, when she pulled my legs apart, all my personal bits that were neatly tucked away flopped down onto the flat mattress. Now, I have never actually seen my own testicles from the same angle as the girl giving me the massage must be seeing them, but I knew that they couldn’t look attractive. Hanging down like that they must have looked like a scrawny little plucked chicken. Then I heard her squelching oil in her hands before I felt her hands massaging warm oil into my shoulders and back. To be honest, I couldn’t stop thinking that she could see my naked bottom and, now that she had pulled my legs open, I knew that my testicles would be hanging down too. I suspected that there might be a bit of knob showing as well. I didn’t think it would have been a great view so I tried to look my best by clenching my bottom cheeks together.