SINGLE IN THE CITY

By 'Passionista'

Can you find love in the gilded charms of a sex toy called Yva? The organizers of the 2nd Asia Adult Expo, that took place recently in the Venetian Macau, would certainly like you to try.

I examined the toy in question rather dubiously – a ‘pleasure object’ in 18K gold designed by Swedish brand LELO that seemed almost too delicate and valuable to survive the furious working over I would imagine a much-appreciated sex toy might have to endure in the course of its lifetime. But it certainly was very pretty to look at…

Dear Anita,

I have a whopper of a tale to share with you and your readers. You might be tempted to believe that it isn’t true, but it is and for the sake of those involved, I have changed the names, but I promise that this story, full of craziness and stupidity, actually happened.

Dear Anita,
I just read your entry on loneliness and I have to say- holidays suck bigtime-especially when you've just broken up with your boyfriend. I wrote this poem recently and I just wanted to share it with you because heartbroken souls need someone to commiserate with.

The poem is about my ex. One day he turned as cold as winter on me and I found out he had been sleeping with some other girl. I was so gutted and wrote this poem after drinking myself into oblivion in front of my computer. Interestingly, after I wrote it, I kind of felt better. Hope you enjoy it.

I was feeling like a sorry Eleanor Rigby the other night and was seriously considering adopting a cat. I hate when I have an attack of loneliness. Loneliness goes deep and it’s a multifaceted emotion. Being lonely inspires sadness, feelings of abandonment, failure and insecurity. Sometimes you’re just horny and you’re frustrated not to have anywhere to put that sexual energy.

I’d like to talk about an annoying fashion item that I keep trying to throw out of my closet-my ‘beer goggles’. No matter how many times I try to get rid of the pesky spectacles, they just keep reappearing. I’m sure everyone knows what beer goggles are but just in case you don’t -it’s when people start looking more attractive as soon as you’ve had a few drinks.

Submitted by Redpole Q of pickupasia.com

I remember when I first came to Asia, I heard all the stories about being mobbed by women from guys who were even less cool than I was. Just thinking about instant stud-dom made my mouth water and sent me off to sleep every night with the sweet smile of the viking at the helm of his ship surveying the coastline thinking of the booty lying just beyond the shore.

And then I landed...

Dear Anita,

I just finished reading "Nearly a lesbian's" story about why men in Hong Kong are wankers and I wanted to share with you a story about this exact thing. I tell you, going gay is not the answer.

Dear Anita,

I know you are really pro-men and that you have a broad appreciation for the opposite sex, but I would like to share a few stories with you. I just want to know- What gives men in Hong Kong a license to act like complete jerks and think they can get away with it?

I was coming home on the ferry from Macau one night with my girlfriend and this pair of pompous tools tried to pick us up. They were obviously intoxicated and saying whatever they wanted- blurting out references to my breasts and other such blatant injustices.

The problem with Hong Kong is that almost no one wants anything serious. Case in point- the guy I really fancied a few weeks ago, my casual boyfriend, had stopped answering my calls- even the booty calls. Perhaps he was just out of town on business but I wouldn't have known. He never picked up his phone. In cases such as these, instead of wallowing in self-pity, I try to have a back-up plan- or several.

It was August 2008. I had just gotten back from my summer holiday in Spain where I fell in love with the future father of my children. Well actually Antonio was really just a caveman who was great in bed- but at the time it really didn’t seem like a summer fling, it felt like true love.