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The first adventure in the popular Siam Storm Series. When a small golden box containing dental remains of the Buddha is stolen and its guardian monks murdered; it is the surviving combatant monk, Pon's, duty to recover the holy item and avenge his brother monks. Pon leaves his secluded monastery in the Cardamom jungle to search of the man responsible. He enters Cambodia, where he finds the employer of, Dam, the man who committed the crime, but Dam has already fled, taking the box. Spock, Stu, and Nick are three lovable English rogues who are enjoying a holiday experience of a lifetime in Pattaya, in southeast Thailand. While enjoying a raucous night out, they accidentally stumble across the holy box and, unaware of its sacred contents, replace them with Nicks knocked out dentures. Pon, after pursuing Dam to Pattaya, runs into Spock, Stu, and Nick. Calamity follows and they all get swept up into a new kind of adventure. The fun has just begun...

The first adventure in the popular Siam Storm Series.

When a small golden box containing dental remains of the Buddha is stolen and its guardian monks murdered; it is the surviving combatant monk, Pon's, duty to recover the holy item and avenge his brother monks. Pon leaves his secluded monastery in the Cardamom jungle to search of the man responsible. He enters Cambodia, where he finds the employer of, Dam, the man who committed the crime, but Dam has already fled, taking the box.
Spock, Stu, and Nick are three lovable English rogues who are enjoying a holiday experience of a lifetime in Pattaya, in southeast Thailand. While enjoying a raucous night out, they accidentally stumble across the holy box and, unaware of its sacred contents, replace them with Nicks knocked out dentures.
Pon, after pursuing Dam to Pattaya, runs into Spock, Stu, and Nick. Calamity follows and they all get swept up into a new kind of adventure.

The fun has just begun...

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“I go with you, sexy man?”<br />

Spock towered over the woman, but she was undaunted. Spock, not<br />

quite fully grasping what she’d meant, replied, “I don’t think we are<br />

leaving yet, love.”<br />

The girl glared at Spock, said something to her friend, got off her stool<br />

and went over to talk to another older foreigner sitting the opposite side<br />

of the bar, much to the merriment of Nick who had been ear wigging in<br />

on the exchange.<br />

After the girls buggered off, Spock decided he would do one of his<br />

‘party pieces’ but, as his dentures would not fit in a bottle, it was the<br />

‘flaming arsehole’ that would make its debut. He got off his stool, went<br />

to a small wicker armchair, sat down, lifted his legs either side of his<br />

neck and held his lighter to his sphincter to await the arrival of its<br />

methane fuel. Right on cue, a bright blue flame shot out from his arse,<br />

followed a second later by a shorter flame. ‘A good result,’ he thought,<br />

‘double bubble.’<br />

People at the bar were in uproar, clapping excitedly and asking for one<br />

more performance. Spock took a bow and walked back to his stool,<br />

laughter still echoing around the area. He now attracted several more<br />

women around him and, along with Stu, looked liked a couple of cats<br />

that got the cream.<br />

Nick, not wanting to be upstaged by these new upstarts at his regular<br />

drinking hole, went over to the wicker chair previously occupied by<br />

Spock. The bar fell silent as all eyes turned toward Nick. Adopting the<br />

same position as Spock, he held a lighter in place, strained his bowels<br />

and distorted his facial muscles for extra power, making him appear like<br />

a clay gargoyle. He felt the twinges of pressure, so ignited the lighter. A<br />

short blue flame rushed out from his sphincter, followed by a yellow<br />

fire.

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