Love Hotels
For some reason I've been stumbling across a lot of links to articles about love hotels this week. Archinect links to several sites investigating
what they are and
which ones are the best. The images there are worth looking at. If you're feeling especially academic, there's enough visual content there to try to contextualize each one in architectural history. For example, the French Enlightenment grotto seems to be a hit. Now that's something, imagine LeQueue hosting horny Japanese couples in his gardens. I think he'd be the most shocked. And delighted.
Sometime last week I read
this article about the financial and technical aspects of the industry, which proffered this advice: "Vibrators are fairly weak around water, they break easily and are hard to repair without specialized knowledge."
And then just before that came
this one about the sometimes funny, sometimes gruesome things that happen in and around the hotels. Here's the #1 reason guys don't like getting tied up:
"A guy in his 40s met up on the Internet with a girl in her 20s and they arranged to meet here. He suggested they have a little bit of S&M and she agreed. He was a masochist, so she stripped him and tied him to the bed. Just when he thought he was going to get a bit of action, the woman walked over to his clothes, went through his pockets, took out his wallet, then got dressed and left. He didn't come down for hours, so we sent a cleaner up to check up on him. He was still lying there, tied to the bed and screaming out that he'd been robbed. The woman took his bank cashcard, too, so she made off with about 1 million yen," an Osaka love hotel concierge says.
And then, more recently, perhaps a little off-topic but certainly nearby,
this survey about what Japanese girls like and don't like provides one of the funniest pieces of erotica I've ever read:
Based on the results of its survey, Spa! recreates a bedroom scene that most women would find the absolute pits.
The guy fails to wash before starting, then stands defiantly with his hands on his hips while the woman performs fellatio.
During foreplay, he licks her eyeballs and uses baby talk to ask her to tongue his anus, holding her head to keep her there while she does so.
Insertion could only be called the missionary position if used in the same way to describe how many Catholic priests across the world have treated altar boys. The guy hurls insults at the woman, calling her "bitch" as he thrusts, pinching and slapping her buttocks along the way.
He finishes by giving her a facial of the type she'd be unlikely to get in a beauty parlor, then gets her to clean up the condom he used.
To top it all off, instead of the gentle caresses she'd like, he persistently asks her: "Did ya cum? Did ya cum?"
P.S. A
new trend in purikura:
Shukan Gendai (9/6) notes that the print club, or purikura, photo machines that have captivated Japan's teenyboppers since the mid-'90s have evolved into places where young girls are increasingly stripping off to take raunchy shots they call eropuri, or erotic purikura.
* Ray, 9/12/2003 01:52:06 AM
