|The story below is originally published on Mainichi Daily News by Mainichi Shinbun (http://mdn.mainichi.jp).|
|They admitted inventing its kinky features, or rather deliberately mistranslating them from the original gossip magazine.|
|In fact, this is far from the general Japanese' behavior or sense of worth.|
"You like massage? Five thousand yen."
The woman of Asian extraction, speaking in broken Japanese, approached the reporter for Asahi Geino (12/20) in a dingy back alleyway of the bar district adjacent to Tokyo's JR Shimbashi station.
She was heavily made up, but no beauty by any means.
He nodded his assent, and she led him to the basement of a run-down building, where he saw several empty cubicles containing massage tables.
The woman removed her coat and he got a better look at her.
Her round face and narrow eyes bore a resemblance to sumo grand champion Asashoryu.
"Where are you from?" he asks.
"Mongolia," she replied.
As soon as he'd stripped down to his under shorts and lay on his back, facing upwards, her hospitable demeanor changed.
"You'll enjoy it even more if I massage this," she grins, grabbing hold of his glans and giving it a friendly tug.
"I get 20,000 yen for oral, and 40,000 to go all the way."
Hey, wait a minute, he quickly calculates. That's way, way over the going rates for such services.
In the Okubo district, on the other side of town, a quickie would run perhaps 15,000 yen, tops.
So naturally he objects.
"Well, since I'm expensive, my customers are all rich," she explains somewhat incredulously.
"That keeps me clean. You don't have to worry about catching anything.
"Okay," she concedes, reading his skeptical expression.
"I'll give you a blow job for 10,000 yen. It's 30,000 for 'etchi.'
But that's as low as I go. Take it or leave it."
Asahi Geino's reporter decides to take his business elsewhere.
Dressed, up the steps and back on the street, he was accosted less than a minute later by a sexy voice in foreign-accented Japanese that crooned, "Two cabaret club hostesses together, for just 5,000 yen -- how about it?"
The speaker turned out to be a long-legged Filipina beauty somewhat resembling the lovely actress Makiko Esumi.
He followed her into the club.
But no sooner did he take a seat and sip from a glass of cheap whiskey than the magic words are whispered in his ear.
"Fera (fellatio), 10,000 yen, 'etchi' 30,000 yen."
The girl pulled him along, taking him right back to the same basement where he had his run-in with the Mongolian gal.
By then, her price for oral was back up to 20,000 yen.
"Well, in that case, I'd rather go all the way," say the reporter.
"Well, I can't have sex with you."
"Why not? Isn't that what the other gal offered?"
"Here, see for yourself."
And the "lady" pulled down her jeans and under shorts to reveal what was unmistakably a penis.
By this time it was after midnight, and the reporter wandered past the plaza with the old steam locomotive in front of Shimbashi Station and turned down a street off Renga Dori road, where he was soon propositioned by another Asian female.
This time she turned out to be an attractive young Chinese lady from Dalien who resembled the late popular singer Teresa Teng.
The place to which she guided him was quite well kept, and after paying 5,000 yen, the reporter took a shower and emerged with a towel wrapped around his waist.
The woman wore a tight skirt and blouse, and dispensed a massage, with no monkeyshines at all.
But then at last came the proposition ...
"You want to do it? It's 30,000 yen a pop, or 50,000 for the whole night."
After his two previous swings and near misses, the reporter was ready for action and soon he was writhing with ecstasy as the gal provided professional lip service.
Suddenly she pulled back, and he thought she was about to fit him with a condom.
But instead, an older woman endowed with a beer-barrel figure, slipped in and prepared to engage in coitus.
"Hey, what's going on here?" the reporter asks.
It turned out that the younger woman's job was to entice him to spring for the full course, but did not include her as the piece de resistance.
"Well if that's the deal, then just give me back my money and I'll leave."
After some angry negotiations with the boss, another, not unattractive woman was led in as a substitute, and resumed the oral sex, bringing the reporter to orgasm.
"Do you wanna hump me too?" she asked.
"No, that was enough," he declines, irritably.
"Okay then, I'm leaving. I gotta get back and finish washing the dishes."
It turned out she was working as a dish washer in a nearby Chinese restaurant and supplementing her income by hooking on the side.
His next encounter was with a Korean woman who appeared to be around age 25, and who was willing to engage in coitus for 25,000 yen.
These kinds of rip-offs by Asian women in Japan illegally, Asahi Geino reports, have soared in Shimbashi over the past several months.
They appear to be targeting male office workers from the nearby Shiodome complex.
"At their peak, there were about 80 or so of them working the streets, day and night," a knowledgeable source tells the magazine.
"Stores complained they were scaring off shoppers and finally the police stepped in."
With the winter bonus season now in full swing, they're back.
So added caution is warranted, warns Asahi Geino. (By Masuo Kamiyama, contributing writer)