by Jamaica Layne
I'm back from yet another trip to Hong Kong, Asia's richest city, and I can't help but feel a little sexier. (Or rather, I feel grossly inadequate from being around so many millions of very attractive and petite people).
Hong Kong is a very sexy city in many ways---not all of which have directly to do with sex or the sex trade----though both are very much in force. Prostitution is legal there (if somewhat restricted), and there is plenty of it to be had for male customers seeking an easy sex fix. But finding sexy options for women is a bit more difficult.
Which is not to say that there aren't plenty of sexy Hong Kong men. To wit, actors Chow Yun-Fat and Stephen Chow, both of Hong Kong:
Not that yours truly has a chance in hell of bedding either one of them, but I can dream, can't I? (And I'm married to a man from Hong Kong, too!)
Hong Kong is very laid-back about sex. As I said above, prostitution is legal. Porn is sold on street corners right next to the International Herald Tribune and Newsweek. And Hong Kong's famous street markets hawk plenty of sexy goods right alongside jade necklaces and knockoff Gucci purses. Like exotic animal themed G-Strings, for example (these are from the Ladies' Street market; I'm especially fond of the elephant, with the elephant's trunk designed for housing you-know-what):
Also featured at the Ladies' Street market, kinky lingerie costumes at multiple stalls, all at rock-bottom prices:
Lastly, in the same vicinity of the Ladies' Street market, tucked away just behind one of the sexy lingerie stalls, is a sign pointing the way to an upstairs "massage parlor", one of Hong Kong's many sites of legal prostitution (think the opening scene of Rush Hour 2, except the lovely ladies are giving Jackie Chan and Chris Tucker a lot more than just massages!):
Another item often found in the Hong Kong street markets (especially the Jade Market in Kowloon) are sexy risque stone carvings----never out on open display of course. But on one of my trips to Hong Kong, I was perusing the jade market, and one of the hawkers there offered to show me some of her "sexy" pieces when I wasn't interested in her regular wares. Of course I was curious, and asked her to show me a few. She eagerly opened up a case underneath her counter that had several pieces of cheap fake ivory carved into cartoonish images of fat Chinese men and voluptuous Chinese women in various sex acts. "You show to your husband, sexy?" the hawker said in broken English. I politely declined to buy anything, but was intrigued nontheless.
I had hoped to get more of a glimpse of woman-oriented sexy scenes in Hong Kong, but it seems in the tradition of that old flick The Secret Life of Suzie Wong, the sex scene in Hong Kong is still very much a male paradise. Us ladies are instead relegated to staring dreamily at Hong Kong cinema stars and checking out cheap lingerie in the street markets while the men have all the fun. But that's not to say we can't shake things up a bit. Yours truly is considering writing a sexy erotic novel set in Hong Kong's underworld sometime soon (once I fulfill all my current deadline and contract obligations, of course!)
And stay tuned for my next post late next week, a Smut Slot featuring an excerpt from my latest Cheek release, Market For Love, (which you can by from Amazon UK here and Amazon USA here)
Stay sexy everyone!