Hong Kong Hustle Book II - The Long Kiss Goodbye

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Hong Kong Hustle: Book II

The Long Kiss Goodbye

Bisneyland, Hong Kong, present day

It had been more than two months since Wai Li, the professional thief and habitual uniform stealer made her daring entry into Hong Kong. In doing so, she had left a trail of destruction, including a chloroformed student, a battered waitress, a traumatised shop assistant and a mugged policewoman. She had made money, or rather had learnt how to steal it and as such, now wore the finest clothes and dined out at the most expensive restaurants. Despite all this wealth, she retained her old habits of drinking, farting, swearing and yes as before she was still phobic to the point of obsession about ladies’ feet. But, this nasty, muscular mainland thief was now coming to the end of Hong Kong ‘holiday’. To put it bluntly, she was running out of funds and no longer wished to spend her life hiding from the authorities. After all, she now had sufficient savings to finalise her dream to open a brothel in her Chinese home town and get rich while living off the misery of others.

Since arriving in Hong Kong, the evil little tramp had sought out some old friends from China. These consisted of three vicious little prostitutes that had ‘grown up’ with Wai Li while they were imprisoned in a juvenile detention centre. It is often said that prostitutes are victims themselves and this is sadly the case for many, but not for the friends of Wai Li. These unpleasant individuals had all come from well-to-do homes and had chose prostitution and theft as ways of paying for their designer clothes and property acquisitions. But soon, her friends would be part of Wai Li’s past as after today, Wai Li would be departing Hong Kong for the easier pickings of her Chinese home town.

Wai Li’s long goodbye to her friends was to be a day out at Bisneyland, Hong Kong’s No.1 tourist destination. Getting there early, the scheming girls had no trouble keeping their miniature vodka bottles and heroin sachets hidden from gate security as the four vultures proceeded to visit one attraction after another. Indeed, the girls found themselves attracted to exactly the same things that tens of thousands of that day’s visitors did. The only exception was that the more they drank and doped, the louder, more aggressive and more unpleasant they became. Indeed, swearing in front of infants became the norm for the intoxicated women as they pushed, barged and pickpocketed their way through the day.

But just then, Wai Li heard an announcement from the tanoy system. Yes, one of the girl’s tickets matched the numbers being read, apparently they had won a valuable prize worth 2,000 HK Dollars. The drunken, drugged up little tramps could barely hide their sense of entitlement as they finished their latest swig of vodka and proceeded to the named ‘Bisneyland Happiness Office’ to claim their prize.

Manning the Bisneyland office that fateful day were Kay Ho, Jackie Shum and Tina Au. All three young women were about the same age, that is to say early twenties and had been working at the resort since they left school some years previously. They loved their jobs, especially helping the elderly and looking after lost children .Bisneyland was after all a magical place for families and there was rarely any day that didn’t start and finish happily. Now, it was just past 4pm and as the noise of the Bisneyland parade passed across their darkened office window, the cheerful, good-natured girls had one more task to perform, to the present a set of vouchers worth2,000 HK Dollars to a lucky and no doubt, grateful winner.




Hong Kong Hustle: Book II (Part B)
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Minutes later, the same delightful three women smiled warmly and sincerely at the sight of four slightly odd looking customers who entered their office to claim their prize. But very soon these three lovely, helpful and innocent young ladies would have their illusions smashed forever.

‘Give us our money NOW!’ demanded the drunken Wai Li as she smashed her hand on the counter.

Looking worried and confused, one of the Bisneyland women gingerly handed over the vouchers.

‘What? I said What? We want money not crappy vouchers for your second-rate theme park. Give us the money, who do you think you are? We’ll have your jobs for this, you lesser beings. I earn more money in an hour on my back with my clients that than you three do working for a year’!

At this, one of the Bisneyland women broke down and began crying. She had never been spoken to so badly by a customer and tears began to roll down her tiny, yellowish cheeks. From the Bisneyland girls’ perspective, there was something so vile about them. They were clearly drunk and possibly on some form of drugs. At this, Jackie, the most confident Bisneyland employee tried to reach for her desk phone. She needed to call security, she realised. After all, these awful women were no doubt a threat to other customers.

But young Jackie never got a chance as the bad tempered Wai Li beat her to it by picking up the desk phone and bashing the young woman unconscious with one carefully aimed blow. Shocked at the sight of their fallen friend and colleague the other two women had little chance as they were both hand gagged and rapidly over-powered by the strongly built Chinese prostitutes who had so viciously barged into their office. Within seconds all three women lay in a heap on the floor. With the door now locked shut and the curtains to the office hut drawn, the four gloating, drunken whores quickly devised an escape plan for leaving the resort as quickly and without as much fuss as possible.

Wai Li as the leader and least drunk, spoke first.

‘Oops, well that wasn’t really planned. The problem is this, we need to move out of the resort very quickly, but there is a thirty minute wait at the turnstiles. If we can bluff our way out of the staff entrance, we’ll be directly in the limousine park in five minutes flat. From there, we can get ourselves driven into town and split up. But first things first, we’ll need some disguises and a clever ploy to get past security. But leave that to me. Now, I don’t know if any of you are squeamish, but now’s not the time. I want you to strip the three of them to their underwear and fit the best you can into their uniforms. Do it now and hurry!’

A moment later the prostitutes knelt down and began undressing the three Bisneyland customer service ladies. Wai Li also decided to join in the ‘fun’.

Examining the one with the name tag ‘Tina’ Wai Li sighed. ‘Sorry babe, but business is business and I would like you to know that we’ve all had a really good time here today’

A second later, the drunken whore kissed the forehead of the unconscious woman and began the ‘dirty’ as she nicknamed it. First off was the red waistcoat followed by the white, red spotted shirt and of course, the all grey tweed pencil skirt. The shiny black court shoes were also then removed, revealing the girl’s tired panty hosed feet, seen clearly through the flesh coloured pantyhose. Wai Li as ever, hated this part, nevertheless, she was by now also quite obsessed by women’s feet and poor Tina’s feet were to be no exception. Holding the unconscious girl’s foot close to her face, Wai Li checked as always for blemishes and hygiene issues. Yet as far as Wai Li was concerned, Tina’s pinkies were perfect with no plasters, verrucas or corns to be seen or felt. Happy with the physical condition of Tina’s feet, Wai Li now conducted the part of the operation that she hated the most. Closing her eyes she quickly, yet diligently sniffed the toe area of each foot. Sure enough, young Tina’s feet gave off a fairly strong aroma, somewhat like smoked bacon. However for Wai Li, she was satisfied that Tina’s shoes could be used as part of the disguise without any complications.

After less than four minutes, three of the prostitutes were redressed in the customer service uniforms, with one girl pretending to be sick, a plan was taking shape.

‘Right, sit them up in front of the customer service desk. That’s how I want them found, in their cheap underwear, in full view of the customers’.

The three whores complied with their leader as the unfortunate underwear clad women were sat up and drugged mercilessly by their tormentors.

‘Tut, tut, didn’t anybody tell you girls, drug taking isn’t allowed at the wonderful world of Bisney?’ smirked Wai Li at the three sleeping, stripped customer service girls.

Just then Wai Li unlocked the door and led the whores outside of the Customer service hut. She didn’t relock it. She was desperate for the three women to be found. Somehow she found their humiliation arousing.

Now, the party of four very drunk uniform wearing women headed directly out of the resort to the limousine park. As they did, they were stopped by two very diligent, hard-working female security officers. Unfortunately for the security staff, Wai Li and her friends were in no mood to argue or explain why they were apparently taking this ‘sick’ woman to the limousine park.

‘Get out of our way, you frigging plebs! Who do you think you are, trying to stop us? Know your place! Now open that damn gate now!’

The two shocked security guards complied at once, although neither could believe the way that they had just been spoken to.

Now, the four laughing whores walked straight to one of the Bisneyland limousines that was about to leave for a routine airport pick-up. As they did, the scheming Wai Li was able to bluff her team into the back. After all, the nearest MTR station was only a short detour away and staff were always doing one another favours.

Yet as soon as the limo got onto the highway, the ‘ladies’ delighted themselves time after time. Firstly by vomiting out of the window (on the driver’s blindside, of course) and then later on as they were about to be kindly dropped off at the station, two of the women took it in turns in urinating and then pooing on the back seat. As the women left for the station, none of them thought to thank the driver who would now surely lose his job as a result of his decision to give the women a helpful lift to the station. After all, minutes later, the proud chauffeur would be opening the door of his limousine for an excited family of four who had just flown in from LA. The sight and stench of poo, urine and vomit would haunt this delightful family of competition winners for years to come as well as ruin their holiday of a lifetime.

Meanwhile as Wai Li bid goodbye to her drunken chums at the station, chaos was about to break out back at the customer service hut at Bisneyland. Two unsuspecting teachers along with a party of be-speckled female science students innocently opened the front door to see a sight that they would never forget. Furniture strewn everywhere, a smashed up TV set, graffiti on the wall and worst of all, the pitiful forms of three gagged, stripped and helpless young women, sitting motionlessly in front of the customer service desk.

For so many people on that day, staff and visitors alike, the wonderful, innocent world of Bisney was gone forever and all because of the evil little tramp, Wai Li and her friends.

To be continued








Four hours later, at the Excellence Hotel, Central District

The victorious Wai Li lay sprawled out on her luxurious five star bed. This revolting little tramp grinned as she let off a disgusting egg-smelling fart that seemed to fill the whole room with its over-powering gas. Looking down at the bloodied Bisneyland uniform, she couldn’t help but feel proud of herself. Yet, as before her money was drying up and such ‘fun’ couldn’t last forever. Wai Li took out one of her many forged passports and wondered whether another complete switch of identity was necessary. After all, she had noticed that the reception staff downstairs had seen her in the Bisneyland uniform and she was also behind on the monthly hotel rent. Wai Li sighed as she opened her legendary box of tricks. There was still enough chloroform to use, but she would need to apply it sparingly. Also, the new Hong Kong ID cloning kit was still in need of being used, so maybe she could give herself ‘one last hurrah’ before disappearing back to the mainland. Yet, events themselves would force Wai Li into action, but any of her sinister, greedy plans.

‘Knock, knock, knock’

Wai Li turned her fat neck to the direction of her door and immediately opened it with the room’s remote control. Politely and nervously entering came the tender form of a young hotel maid.

Hotel Maid, Jo-Jo Tsang had been a maid at the Excellence Hotel since leaving school some two years earlier. A pretty, sweet natured thing, she too was originally from mainland China, yet unlike Wai Li, she had worked so hard since moving to Hong Kong. Today, as a trusted member of staff, she had been asked to personally deliver a ‘final demand’ notice to Wai Li. The hotel management were simply sick of Wai Li’s bad behaviour and now she was behind on the payments they were determined to put pressure on their unwanted guest.

Wai Li sensing the sweet natured maid was uncomfortable in her role began by making the young girl read out the notice. Jo-Jo tried her hardest, but as Cantonese was no her native tongue, she struggled with many of the words. Wai Li pretending to be impatient secretly began emptying a dose of chloroform into a dirty sanity towel that she had dropped by the bed earlier that day.

‘Good heaven’s girl. Can’t maids read properly these days? Are you stupid?

Is this why you’re just a maid?’

At this Wai Li began walking quickly towards the young, deeply embarrassed, shamed girl.
‘Here child, let me help you’?

However, the only help Jo-Jo got was to be grabbed by the back of the neck and placed in a sleeper hold as the powerfully built mainland thief applied the chloroform soaked tampon to her wide open screaming mouth. In under a minute, Jo-Jo was conscious and lying on top of the bed sheets. Wai Li looked down with a giant smirk on her roundish face.

‘Well, hun, there is a ‘do not disturb’ sign on the door’ But there again, you don’t read too good, do you, little babe’?

Wai Li looked down at her victim. Both of the young maid’s black court shoes had come off in the struggle, exposing her tiny feet clad so tightly in misty grey pantyhose. Scanning up and down Jo-Jo’s body, the whistling thief unbuttoned the front of the maid’s all grey uniform and slid it off the young woman’s beautiful, slim body. Unfortunately, one of Jo-Jo’s bra straps had been snapped in the struggle, exposing the top of her right breast and nipple, but apart from that there was no indication that her sleep was enforced. Wai Li now surveyed the hard working girl’s feet. Feeling them for blemishes, she noted how moist they felt near to the toe area and how crushed the young woman’s toes looked from wearing those uncomfortable uniform heels. Wasting no time, Wai Li tenderly eased the tights down and off the maid’s groaning body. As she did the static from the hose seemed to interact so beautifully with the bed covers that Wai Li began to wonder whether this had been fate or whether her destiny was controlled by some other, more spiritual force. But now, if only for a few seconds, Wai Li’s mood changed as she noticed a white plaster covering part of Jo-Jo’s left heel. The thought that this young, uniformed girl might have an infection or worse a verruca was the phobic Wai Li’s worst nightmare. Showing great encourage she tenderly eased one side of the plaster off the sleeping woman’s foot. Wai Li’s relief was expressed in a grateful sigh as the removed plaster revealed nothing more than a slightly bloodied blister. Happy now, Wai Li replaced the plaster and rapidly dressed in the stolen, yet slightly scented uniform, tights and shoes that the young maid, Jo-Jo Tsang had so kindly donated.

Gingerly stepping out of her hotel room, Wai Li left the maid sound asleep; after all, she wouldn’t be long. All this disgusting little tramp wanted was enough money to leave Hong Kong. But she couldn’t just walk out of the front door in a maid’s uniform that would mean getting caught. No, she would somehow need to find the staff’s exit door and given the sheer size of the hotel that would no doubt prove problematic.


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Hong Kong Hustle: The conclusion
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Heading down the fire exit stairs, Wai Li walked quickly and with purpose until she heard the joyful sounds of a Chinese wedding coming from one of the hotel’s many reception suites. Peering through the door, Wai Li had an idea. As the custom for these weddings was that each guest would bring at least five hundred dollars each as a present for the happy couple, why not steal the money? It made sense, Wai Li thought to herself. After all the hundreds of guests would have their minds focused on other things and if she could somehow take find a way to get close to the money, then she would be well placed to walk away with the proceeds.

Wai Li licked her lips as she darted through the fire door and into a side utility room, just outside the reception room. Spying her chance she didn’t need to wait long an elegantly dressed young waitress carrying an empty tray walked out of the room.
With no time to spare, Wai Li coshed the young woman on the forehead with one of the maid’s shoes worn by Wai Li. The tall and beautiful traditionally dressed waitress was out cold and already lying on the floor of the utility room. Wai Li licked her lips one more time as she bent down to begin stripping the young woman of her grand uniform.

The uniform was a splendid, traditional, red and gold dress with a split side that exposed the gorgeous long legs of their owner. Taking in the view, Wai Li unbuttoned the whole dress and yanked it down off the owner’s legs until the waitress was … less elegantly dressed in just a pair of pink cotton knickers and white, badly worn bra. Now Wai Li looked down and eased off the black court shoes. Like all traditionally attired waitresses the unconscious young woman didn’t wear tights, just removable insole socks that were kept hidden within the shoes, yet fitted perfectly around her natural foot arches and toes. Wai Li, not caring for the possibility of getting foot blisters like her fortunate friend the maid, slipped these off too and very rapidly stripped out of the maid’s uniform and into the more elegant waitresses uniform in no time at all.

Stepping into the crowded reception room, Wai Li had no time to lose. There hadn’t been time to bind or even gag the young waitress, who would be waking up any minute. So, without ceremony, Wai Li walked straight to the cash gift tray to address the proud father of the bride.

‘Sir, our hotel will take possession of the wedding money now. As it is quite a lot of money, I’ve been asked to take it directly to the hotel safe. We are fully insured and it will be quite safe there’.

The father gratefully nodded his head as the grinning Wai Li walked out of the reception room with all of that family’s life savings, this bringing ruin to so many. Stopping briefly in the utility room, Wai Li picked up the discarded maid’s uniform and changed back into it. A second later, Wai Li threw the shoes and waitresses’ uniform onto the underwear clad woman’s sleeping body.

‘Thanks princesses. Listen, you look dog-tired, lying there like that. Take the rest of the afternoon off’.

Blowing a kiss, Wai Li, along with a bag full of cash, walked back up the stairs to her room to begin the final phase of her nasty little heist. Throwing the money onto the dressing table, Wai Li turned to look at the stripped maid, still lying motionlessly on the bed.

Eyeing the maid up and down, she couldn’t help but notice how similar she and the girl looked. Same age, height, weight and of course, hair colour. Wai Li now had an idea for a perfect switch that could give her some much needed time.

Bending over, Wai Li, somewhat roughly yanked off the young girl’s remaining underwear of a bra and knickers. Now, as the maid lay naked, Wai Li examined her more thoroughly. Jo-Jo had no scars, blemishes or tattoo’s so switching with her would be possible. A second later, Wai Li, took out the Hong Kong ID cloning machine and matched it to Jo-Jo’s. Then, she carefully took Jo-Jo’s fingerprints and replaced them all over her own forged ID card along with some of the money, stolen from the wedding. With the ID cards swapped and altered, Wai Li now concentrated on the next part of her plan.

‘You know what babe, you’ve given me so much already, a uniform, a laugh and the means to steal some more money, but now it seems you’re gonna give me your life too, well at least until I can get out of this city’.

Slowly moving towards Jo-Jo with an old night dress, Wai Li filled her face with mock gratitude.

‘Here you go hun, this is for you’.

A second later the young maid was redressed in Wai Li’s night time clothing. Next Wai Li clipped the girl’s hair to more closely resemble her own her grooming style on the forged card that she was going to plant on Jo-Jo. Next, Wai Li took out some of her drugs. Choosing the most powerful mixture, she injected the young girl in the arm. So powerful was the lotion it would render the young maid into an almost comatose state for the next few days. Now with the poor Jo-Jo, incapacitated and disguised as Wai Li and Wai Li holding Jo-Jo’s identity, the uniform wearing thief made an important phone call to reception.

Holding a handkerchief over the phone and mimicking Jo-Jo’s mainland accent, Wai Li began her lies.

‘Hello, reception? This is housekeeping. I’ve just found Miss Li. It seems she has taken an overdose or something. Please call the police and come quick. I think she’s also stolen some money’.

Putting the phone down, Wai Li raced down the emergency exit. It no longer mattered as she quickly walked out of the hotel’s front door as already the sound of police sirens could be heard in the background. The hotel was in total chaos and Wai Li had a new identity to enjoy.

But Wai Li being Wai Li meant she couldn’t just leave the scene. She needed to see the damage she had done. So, buying a double-scoop cone of vanilla ice-cream she stood near to the hotel lobby and waited for the teams of police and paramedics to leave the hotel with patients and prisoners.

Wai Li wouldn’t be disappointed as she saw the heavily bandaged, underwear clad young waitress being slowly helped out of the door and onto a hospital stretcher.

Wai Li just scoffed:

‘Get a grip girl’

Then the moment Wai Li had been waiting for, the young maid, an hysterical Jo-Jo Tsang being escorted out on a stretcher, guarded by two diligent looking policewomen. But the sight that aroused Wai Li more than anything was that she noticed the young girl was handcuffed to the stretcher. The police had been fooled: Wai Li was victorious as she took longer and longer slurps of her delicious vanilla ice-cream.

Wai Li knew that there would be no rescue for the maid. After all, Jo-Jo was a mainlander like herself, with no surviving family to miss her. Likewise, the devious Wai Li would call her hotel in the morning in a voice disguised as Jo-Jo’s to say that she had quit work and gone back to China. The thief, tramp and whore Wai Li, just laughed to herself as she had won yet again. For Jo-Jo there would be a life behind bars, yet for Wai Li she now had the cash she needed for her to continue her good life.

‘Yeah, life’s cruel for some, blah’ Whispered the evil little witch.

At that, Wai Li disappeared into the crowd forever.










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