By: Daniel Otero
Written from the perspective of being in Peter Jarvis’ brain
The airs of winters blew slightly across the City; winding through the trees and car park. The ancient City was dusking and the sunlight rippled through my brow and window panes. What else does a man need, ‘I thought’? Few things to be honest, since we don’t hold the complexities to women; what is the truth for men? Good drink, women, sports and great food to share with friends, a little dance if you’re Spanish!
As I looked again at the entrance, it was just gorgeous and glorious, as I smiled and remembered my own lustful memories of youth, living and travelling through South East Asia. It seemed more like a gathering place for business men. This structure of more than a dozen stories in front of me. The Chinese flag waved in red and it was coming to life in its development. Maybe or almost like girls and pink lights waving to me from the windows, bars or was it the alcohol going to my brain. Coming to life in vibrant-sexuality! But then, as I continued ‘making love’ to my Tiger beer, it felt like something more sinister. At moments I was giving a wave and on others, I was encountering with long lost students with gorgeous smiles that just bedazzled any man to madness. I felt the love of Asia, being in China, as the air grew even more sinister and darker and darker, now! Jolly good, maybe it was like one of those E.L. James novels, with “50 Shades of Grey”. Ha, ha, definitely, naughty, naughty, indeed! Noticing the coming and going of gorgeous Chinese, and not only those in the throes of spring nearing summer. What was grand was the beauty of others! These were Russians, Germans, maybe some British or Yanks. Going in and out the establishment, there my friend and I had a theory. Let’s call this place the “Naughty Hotel”! Place in which all pleasures can be met. Not only Chinese went in, but foreigners of all sorts entered with gorgeous people.
Smiles of lust came to my lips as I thought: “I wonder what will happen when they come out? Will they be drunk, can barely shake hands or stand? Will they have that face of, “I’ve just got shagged my brains off!” Oh, what lusty pleasures.
This magical Saturday evening gave me all sorts of ideas about the “Naughty Hotel”, as seen across from the Talking Bar, near Shanghai lu (road) and close enough to Nanjing University where I sat.
Good company, happy hour lasted from 10am to 6pm, reminding me of the long lost pleasures of hedonist Spain or back in the Western culture, as always. Never work, drink all the beer that you want and only for 15 RMB, less than two bucks back in Australia! My eyes searched, as I pointed my camera like a sniper. Took one photo after the other of skirts and skimpy frocks, oh my, my!
Like the old English would say, “She’s showing a bit too much!” There was first the lovely blond in black stockings and later the cute Chinese in fishnets and high-heels. My eyes were capturing the glory, as I clicked and zoomed one photograph after the other.
It was the curiosity, the smiles of happiness and beers going to my head and lovely waitresses giving me smiles. It was pleasure and delight, all in one! Being drunk and stupid, second to none! A little like “Hotel California – you can check out any time you like, but you can never leave…”
To finish-up the drinks since the childish ‘yard birds’ were already showing-up, and those pain in the asses one doesn’t want to deal with! My friend and I arose to check, what was the attraction of the place? Walking across from the bar, it came to life! The windfall of people and humanity kept coming and going. Some with ‘overly-satisfied’ faces which come penetrated through doors. It was easy to see the business men gathered around, young faces to a corner of men and women, maybe the ‘escorts’ to show them a good time. This is China and in a place that loves to hide sex and say ‘they are traditional’, it’s sure good at blatantly showing it!
Wondering if one day I could stay for the night, and enjoy the rapture of one of these young-female lovelies; of course, I’m only a man and something I will not deny. Ladies can later call me a pig! But for much later, in a five-star hotel in China, they’ll rapidly deny it is all about sex! I know better, and in the end, I’ll enjoy my lustful emotions with freedom. Cos this is who I am and proudly so! Possibly it’s a theory and I’m sure it wasn’t only the alcohol speaking or for me over thinking it! I know the “Naughty Hotel” is one of vices! Amen for that, since I’m in Nanjing and ready to visit the whole of China.