Chapter 5: Ravenous

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The men in the village kept their distance from her. The only one who truly understood her was Leonard Zimmerman. After watching for days, she decided Mondays were when Leonard was the least busy. She dressed with care at home, came early, and, sure enough, Leonard's clinic was empty. Leonard snapped back to reality to find his hand, through the gauzy fabric of her blouse, pressed against Heidi Casson's chest. From the way it felt, he could tell she wasn't wearing a bra. Still… Heidi Casson was bold to a fault. Is this what they mean by being sex-starved? Heat rushed to Leonard's face. He was plenty horny, but he didn't have the guts. He sometimes took small liberties under the cover of being a doctor, but most of the time, Leonard kept it professional. Faced with a woman this forward, he got really nervous. "Hey, kid, doesn't it look like my 'heart fire' is really flaring up?" Heidi asked, smiling. She was using the TCM sense, basically, saying she was burning up. "Uh… yes, your heart fire is very strong," Leonard stammered. Below his belt, something reared up, throbbing harder than his racing heart. "If the 'fire's in the heart, only the right 'medicine' will fix it-got anything for that?" Heidi said with a sly squint. She let go of his hand. He snatched it back as if scalded. Thank goodness she had some sense of propriety. If anyone saw this in the clinic, that would have been a disaster. Who would dare come to him after that? Before he could answer, Heidi rapped his forehead three times. Tap, tap, tap. Then she turned and left without a backward glance. Leonard sat there, baffled, on his stool. She let him cop a feel, then pushed his hand away. What was that supposed to mean? She clearly had no real ailment. Why come at all? She didn't even take the meds. On top of that, he even took a few knocks. Was she just amusing herself at his expense? But three taps, not two, not four. Three exactly. A lightbulb went off in his head. Three taps. In The Journey, there's that bit about three taps, right? Bodhi gently knocked the Monkey King on the head three times. That night, Monkey went to him in secret and learned the forty-nine transformations. Was Heidi hinting he should visit her late at night to treat her and quench that fire? Leonard was not a prude. Heidi Casson was no classic beauty, but she took good care of herself, with rosy lips and a bright smile. Older, yes, but still far better than a sex toy. Once he figured it out, he sat in the clinic grinning all day. The thought of slipping out at night had him so wired it felt like he'd had a shot of adrenaline. There were almost no patients that day. As night fell, a hush settled over the quiet village. All was still, save for the chirp of crickets and the occasional bark of a dog. Leonard closed up early, earlier than usual. Before the sky had even darkened, he checked that the lane was empty, then yanked the rolling shutter down. Clang! He hurried off for a shower. Clean and keyed up, he hunkered down at his usual lookout like a dog guarding its bowl, phone in hand by the little gap. Tonight promised two treats. After this one, an even bigger surprise waited for him. At last, the clock crawled to nine. Daisy Warth's place was still dark and quiet. Impatient, Leonard pried out the loose brick and put his eye to the small hole. Daisy lay alone on the bed. Hugh Zorn still had not returned. Daisy's top was off. Two fingers moved between her thighs. Her eyes were half-lidded, her cheeks flushed, her face suffused with dreamy pleasure. Her hand moved with aching slowness. She really did seem new to this, being all tentative and careful. Why was Hugh not home tonight? Maybe he was out on some errand. "Daisy, I'm back!" Hugh Zorn's voice rang out, making Leonard jump. Daisy sprang from the bed, tugged on her panties, and ran to open the door. Hugh's bare arms gleamed with sweat, muscles knotted and powerful. Performance issues aside, that body alone could drive plenty of women wild. "You stink. Go shower. Come back when you're clean," Daisy said, swatting him in annoyance and shooing him toward the washroom. Hugh stripped in a blink. The bulge at his crotch was already standing at attention. Because of the angle last night, Leonard had not seen how big it was. Now, he saw it clearly. It was anything but ordinary. Leonard felt that Hugh's equipment could give his a run for its money. His was not small, either. While Hugh showered, Daisy rolled onto her side, facing Leonard's way. The fresh panties she'd just put on already had a damp spot. She let out a long sigh. Every time she had to sleep alone, it was agony. "Come on, Hugh, don't let me down tonight," she murmured. Leonard found himself holding his breath, just as eager as she was.

Chapter 5: Ravenous

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