Like many men, I yearn for intimacy. In its absence, I would love to be made love to by a woman who truly knows how to please a man. Perhaps a good old-fashioned courtesan from days gone by in Japan, or a sophisticated Indian temptress skilled in the arts of Tantric sex? I do find Asian and exotic women the most physically appealing.
Money is not the issue —I will gladly pay decent money for the right experience—it’s knowing where to look to find an escort who can satisfy me on a higher level than one can expect from traditional sources such as massage parlours and apartments converted to pseudo-boudoirs. —Generous but at a Loss
Dear Generous,
Most services or products that are illegal, misunderstood, poorly represented or socially unacceptable suffer a similar fate: Quality is compromised because the majority of people involved feel they are taking enough of a risk just doing the basic work. A black market crops up and, both for good and bad, there are virtually no standards. Self-policing happens, and though it can be helpful, it’s uneven.
If some of these circumstances seem familiar, it’s because so many legal industries operate in seemingly standard-free networks, making their own rules, yet, oddly, they don’t suffer the same legal constraints from the outset. Even worse, large clothing manufacturers and chemical companies dominate and exploit the disadvantaged and thrive, while fear of exploitation is used to justify suppressing the sex trade. How is it we support companies that capitalize on cheap labour, sexualize emaciated teens and recklessly destroy the environment—and permit them to glorify their crappy wares on the sides of buses and everywhere else—yet we continue to keep prostitutes on the fringes? And why am I going on about all this political shit when all you want is some hot brown babe in an edible sari?
Listen, Generous, I know at least a dozen hookers who dream of putting together a cathouse of yore (though contrary to your taste, most of them are fat, gabby white chicks obsessed with that ancient goddess whore thing). The problem is, nobody wants to invest the time and money it would take when John Law is just going to swoop in and shut them down. Yes, many sex workers are also uninspired and greedy, just like many other people in many other businesses. But look at what legal and cultural approval does to a product like alcohol, a pursuit, unlike pot and safer sex, that kills thousands of people every year. It breeds a proper culture—seasonal and nostalgic beverages, razzle-dazzley implements for preparation and bad James Bond impressions. Sure this is essentially all bullshit, but it’s bullshit of yore, which as you know, gives bullshit all its intrigue and credibility.
Modern agencies that hire “exotic” women don’t do so because they’ve been through the intense geisha training of someone like Madame Sadayakko. They do so because there are 80-zillion guys out there who think that Asian chicks have magic pussies, and there are 80 zillion Asian chicks willing to play the pseudo-magic pussy game for some fast cash. These places would probably exist with or without decriminalization, as would the scourge of cheesy come-up-and-see-me-sometime boudoirs, but decriminalization might also bring about options for the more discriminating gentleman.
If you want specialized and legal sexual services in your community, write your MP and ask them what they’re doing about the decriminalization of sex work. Vote for people who publicly support the decriminalization of sex work (yes, I know, ha ha). E-mail sex worker organizations, like Stella in Montreal (www.chezstella.org), and see how you can get involved. Consumers need to speak up alongside their service providers!
You want some pomp and circumstance, but no matter what kind of vaginal gymnastics a woman can do, she is still, be it metaphorically or physically, “parting her legs” for your money. The language you use implies such contempt. It’s exactly the same attitude, despite all the fascination heaped on them, that people had towards the geisha in Japan. Perhaps you ought to think about that for a minute as well.
