Are you reading the February 2010 issue of Essence Magazine?
Inside this issue, there's a article written on the hidden secrets of the Caribbean sex tourism industry. Many men (and women) are flocking to Pattaya, Brasil, New Zealand and the Dominican Republic for "cheap" sex.
Here's the jist of the article:
In Santo Domingo, the capital city of the Dominican Republic, and the infamous seafront strip known as the Malecon is alive. Five noticeably young looking girls sit patiently on a barely lit curb as a steady stream of cars race by, salsa and meringue blasting from their speakers. A black Ford pickup truck screeches to a stop, and after some haggling the driver opens his door and drives off with two of the young women. Minutes later I’m propositioned by a woman blessed with an Olympic gold medalist track star’s build, wearing painted-on black designer jeans, a red top and midnight-black pumps. With my Yankee fashion sense-Polo shirt, khaki shorts and K-Swiss sneakers-I might as well be draped in the American flag; to these women, a man with U.S. currency is choice game. The woman moves in for the kill. “Americano”, she coos. “Good Time”?
For the 3.4 Million international tourists who flocked to the Dominican Republic in 2008-figures released by the Dominican Republic Ministry of Tourism-the country’s allure is obvious: miles of sun-soaked beaches, numerous five-star resorts and expansive golf courses. But for many of the African-American men who travel to the D.R. each year, another attraction is on the itinerary-beautiful Dominican women who make up the thriving sex tourism industry.
There’s no shortage of Black men who’ll agree. “The girls have great bodies, beautiful faces, nice hair and good attitudes,” says Eric, a handsome 28-year old who works in sales in Los Angeles and has a long-term girlfriend back home. “The way the women treat you here, it’s like a fantasy coming true.”
Written by: Keith Murphy
Senior editor at Vibe magazine
Essence: February 2010