Chapter 6

We arrived at Poon’s place and Soh wanted us to remain in the vehicles while he talked to the client. After a 15 minute wait, we parked the cars by the side of the road and entered Poon’s house.

Soh: Come in. Poon wants to talk to all of you.

The first thing that struck me was how high the ceiling was. It felt grand and welcoming, much like stepping into the lobby of a posh hotel. Needless to say, it was fully airconditioned and the cold air was refreshing compared to the humid weather outside.

I was about to take off my shoes when Rizwan told me there was no need.

Jim: No need to take our shoes off this time, eh?

Rizwan: No need. They all wear shoes in the house. Only if you go up to level 2 onwards then you need to take them off.

Jim: Oh, so weird.

I saw at least 2 helpers in uniforms standing there at the living room, watching the group of men enter the house. They looked at us warily, no doubt wondering why we were there. That place was massive, so I wondered how many staff it must take to maintain it.

Soh gestured to the spot around the dining area and asked us to spread out by the dining table. I felt like I was some KTV hostess being lined up for selection.

It was as if Poon’s entrance was timed, the door to the powder room opening just when we gathered around.

Poon: Hello boys. Hello. Welcome to my humble abode!

I finally laid eyes on Poon and I realised her physical description was exactly what the guys described. Like a teapot, short and stout. Her face was hideous, I’m sorry to say that. She had got quite a bit of fat on her face which was starting to sag. When she talked, or rather when she moved, I could see her cheeks jiggle.

As she came closer, I could see how thick her makeup was, and with the folds on her skin and wrinkles, I could see the uneven layers and patches. Her fake eyelashes looked weird; they were not crimped properly I think. They fucking looked like someone had taken my pubic hair and stuck it on her.

Poon’s hair was a structural marvel by itself. You know the show Simsons? Yeah, the mum with the hair standing upright. Poon had that kind of hairdo, not as tall of course, but it was standing alright. Beehive, yeah, beehive hairdo. She had attempted to dye her hair blonde but I could see streaks of silver and black. She must have used up a whole can of hairspray to hold up that hair.

Poon: Oh wow I can feel the energy in this room ... heheheh ... young energy.

I couldn’t stand her loud, shrieking voice. It was painful to even hear her speak.

Poon: Hello hello. Hi there again. I’ve seen you before ... Yeah ... yeah ... nice ... Ohh you, I like you, you nice chocolate man.

My jaw dropped a little when I heard Poon call Mohan a chocolate man.

Poon went around until she came over to me.

Poon: Hello, I don’t think we’ve met before.

Soh: He’s Jim. A new staff of mine.

Poon: Jim ... hmmmmmm ... Jim.

As a man, there were not many times in my life when I could say I felt disgusted by a woman, but at that instant when I saw Poon come closer, I felt as if my dick would just shrivel up and drop off. I felt like a new recruit being inspected by a senior officer as I stood really still.

Poon’s ‘hmmmmmmm’ came out really low, like the guttural cry of a animal.

Poon: I like to Jim ... hahahah ... I meant I like to go to gym ... hahahah ... I also like to Jeem (kiss) hahaha ... maybe ... tonight I can Jeem (kiss) Jim in my gym? hur hurhur...

Oh my fucking god I cannot believe what Poon just said to the group. I could see the rest of them stifling their laughter as I forced up a smile...

Soh: Err ... Mrs Poon ... so ... About the duties...

Just then we heard a loud slam coming from level 2. Then another slam. There was the voice of a girl screaming at someone, and then it all went silent.

Poon: Paige dear!!! ... Please, we have guests.

Poon gave us a fleshy smile and said she would talk to Soh about our duties in detail. I watched her check me out from top to bottom and I shuddered to think about what was going through her mind. That look was like a mirror. It was the same look I had back in my younger days when I went to have fun in a KTV lounge. The same lustful look I gave to the girls that struck my interest.

Poon: Soh, my study please ... and errmm ... hey hey ... Go get the boys a drink.

Poon pointed to her helper and waved her hand in the air, her pudgy fingers trying to direct their actions.

The moment Soh and Poon were gone, I could feel the tension go down a notch as the other guys poked fun at me.

Tommy: Jim, you’re fucked already. Totally screwed.

Jim: Fuck you man.

Mohan: Take advice from the chocolate man brother. Tonight I think you are about to die. Don’t step into her gym or I can confirm that you will be hit by a Jeem (kiss) until you steam.

I showed him a finger as the helper brought out a tray of drinks. Just then another figure came out from the kitchen also carrying a tray of drinks, and I felt Eric nudge me on my arm. Holy fuck. The moment I laid eyes on her, I knew she had to be Snow White in this story.

Peggy.

Her skin was indeed fair but not to the point of being pale. Peggy had no make up on, her shoulder length hair was tied up into a simple pony tail and unlike the helpers who were wearing uniforms, Peggy was in her home clothes. A rather old looking T-shirt in pink, and white cotton shorts.