The tinkle from a brass bell above the entrance told of my return. The old Chinaman stepped out a smile on his face he applauded my return. "You have good night Mister?" he asked.
"A wild dog of a night with my Newfoundland bitch is more like it!" I said with a twinge of disgust.
"Oh I sorry to hear you night not so good, but for fifty dollars I show you an ointment of big pleasure or if your kind wish intense feelings of rare delight!" asked the man.
"Like what?" I asked foolishly.
"Hmmm!" the man held his two fingers to a temple and then smiled. I have an ointment offering great strength, or a sensual from no female could resist! Oh I have a fine wine to bring out your desire to snuggle and enjoy the open air. Three possible ways of finding what is right for you, or for someone you love?" the man cocked his head.
"I live alone, my life is mostly my job and few things interest me, actually life is quite dull. If I could choose to change my life around it should be a life of good health, strong personal relationships, a free constant choice of female companionship. Yet most of all a life without responsabilites and little or no real work at all! That's a wish that even your ointments, wines, and salves can't offer a solution." I said.
A scowl came over the man's face then he grinned and waved me over to a shelf on the back wall of the shop. Opening locked glass doors he reached on his tiptoes for a jar filled with a clear substance.
"Here is your desire in this special once in a lifetime ointment. A price of five thousand dollars will bring you the easy life and loose freedoms with your lady friends. This enhances you beauty in their lusting eyes so they beg for your sexual attentions! Indeed Mister you could have a life of ease, riches and wealth to equal any desire you could have need of, and most important excellent health for you entire life!" said the man with a big smile.
A fond wish now stands before me but the high price hits me in the face. "If I take it and I'm not satisfied, what then?" I asked.
"Once the oinment is used the sale is final! I know from past sales of these oinments that you will not return the jar. I sure you will find pleasure untold if you purchase the jar." said the man.
I guess being a cheapskate at heart I walked away and searched for a cheaper way to get a thrill. In a corner was a host of very small jars of colored oinments and numbers printed on the lids. "What are these?" I asked.
"The darker the color the more evil the use. The lighter the color the more kind and considerate you'll become. Numbers tell of days it lasts! Customers use them for a extra thrill on a vacation. Some last a day like your last night, while others last days longer or a month, season, and longer." said the man.
"Fine but what does it do to the person?" I asked.
"Matters where they travel to and what the surroundings offer and suggest. A trip to jungle could be a swinging time, or a dude ranch could let you horse around," understand Sir.
"All these, Ahh say I went to a counrty bed and breakfast what then?"
"Then apply it and choose who is your mate for your vacation stay, it's simple!" said the man.
Thinking my vacation time was almost used up I might have a two or three day time left. The price had to be less and the thrill might be enjoyable, "How Much!" I asked.
The man looked at me and then back at the expensive ointment just offered and smiling he said, "fifty dollars per day!"
I looked for a number three and grabbed a brownish gray ointment from the shelve.
"Ahh fine choice Sir, I suggest a nice time in the country might be very thrilling," said the man as he took the cash.