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This is the fourth (and, at least for now, final) story in the Touring Asia series.
Just to remind you, I’m the vice-president of marketing for a software company. I don’t just do externally facing events, sometimes I have to visit our internal groups and make sure they understand the company’s strategy and positioning. That would be a boring chore except for one thing. I have a deal with my wife that when I am at the main office near our home I have to be a model husband and not so much look at any of the women there. But when I’m away on a business trip, I’m free to do as I please. In fact, my wife encourages it. As she told me, she’d rather I seduced someone than that I watched porn, since she likes to hear all about it when I get back home. She never gets so turned-on as she does hearing about me fucking other woman when I’m away. It always leads to the most intense marital sex. So a double bonus for me. I get to fuck another woman, and then I get to fuck my wife when she’s burning with desire.
Our customer support organization is in the Philippines. Lots of software companies do the same. There are lots of English speakers and salaries are low. I’m sure you’ve called support at some company and ended up talking to someone in the Philippines. Anyway, I had to go there and present the company’s vision and ensure that when they talked to customers they stayed on-message. Since I hadn’t been to the Philippines for years, I went out a few days early. I stayed in the old town in Manila, known as Intramuros. As usual, when I visit a foreign city, the local office sends someone to be a guide, translator, and generally make sure I don’t get myself into trouble. Typically, as was the case this time, the company arranges a limo and the guide meets me at the airport and ensures I get to my hotel without any problems.
There was a Filipina waiting for me with an iPad with my name on. I walked up and introduced myself. She turned out to be called Tala.
“What does Tala mean?” I asked.
“Star. Or the goddess of the stars.”
To my surprise, she turned and introduced me to another Filipina woman standing beside her. I had assumed she was just someone meeting someone else, but she also worked for my company. She was called Luz.
“What does Luz mean? Is that that ice-skating jump, isn’t that a Luz?”
She smiled. “No, that’s Lutz with a T. Luz just means light.”
“So I seem to be such a handful it takes two of you to get me safely to my hotel.”
“We’re your bodyguards as well as your tour guides.”
“Really? Are you kung-fu experts or something?”
“We are trained in self-defense, yes. I would win a fight with you. But we also carry guns. Let’s just say we don’t want to risk you getting taken.”
“Is that really a thing?”
“Unfortunately, yes.”
“There are two of us so one of us is always on duty. If Tala goes to the bathroom, I am your bodyguard, and vice-versa.”
I checked them out. They were very different. Luz was short, maybe five feet max, flat-chested. She had short hair that made her look boyish. To be honest, I wondered if she was a lesbian. Tala was tall, at least for an Asian woman. Maybe five foot six. She was thin with large breasts, but since she was so tall they looked nicely in proportion to her body. Her hair was much longer, held back in a big hairclip. They were both dressed in business clothes, presumably they had come to the
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