IF LOCAL women love going to Hong Kong, Macau is our men's hottest destination.

Filipinos go to Hong Kong for fabulous shopping, with a side trip to the Chinese version of Disneyland.

Filipino sex tourists fly to Macau for a quick fix (call it change oil) and splurging in the casino.

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There are several scenic and historic spots in Macau. But nothing beats the beautiful and young Chinese maidens...I would prefer the pleasure of their company than spending time viewing the ruins of St. Paul's cathedral and the quaint houses.

It appears that our public officials have discovered the secret of maintaining special loyalty and bonding by "baptizing" their select leaders in the living fonts of seductive beauties.

I like to call the nubile and attractive ladies, not anyone appears older more than 25, as Mga Prinsesa ng Koumintang.

If you want to visualize the fascinating creature that I call Miss Koumintang, you could only recall the charming faces of the usherettes in the recent Beijing Olympics. Or better still, tune in to the Chinese program (Channel 35 in Angeles City) and find out for yourself how pretty, indeed, are the prototype beauties of the Koumintang in my mind.

The original Prinsesa ng Koumintang was a movie about a Chinese princess, central heroine in the war story. Its historical background was the conflict between Chinese leader Chiang Kai Shek and the Communists led by Mao Tse Tung.

In defeat, General Chiang fled to Taiwan (Formosa) and established an island state ruled by his Koumintang (Nationalist) Party.

Now in Angeles City a long-running conflict between the Nepomucenos and the Lazatins continues to sizzle. Rep. Tarzan Lazatin is propelled by an obsession to defeat incumbent city mayor Blueboy Nepomuceno in the 2010 elections.

Nepomuceno had earlier won Lazatin's loyalist-councilors who sold out and ceded their support to the mayor, leaving only five council members to the Lazatin camp. The vice mayor is Tarzan's staunch supporter.

I was not surprised to read in the Sun Star recently that Tarzan brought his remnant group to Macau to forge stronger bonding among them...I can hazard the guess that the gentlemen councilors had a visual experience with the Koumintang girls, if not an actual encounter, as male tourists in Macau usually meet.

Post-mortem reports by grapevine sources confirmed a renewed faith and confidence by those concerned with the congressman as a future mayoral candidate. Considering the expense and time spent by Lazatin for their edification and pleasure, the group may no longer be vulnerable to poaching by Blueboy who already wangled four Lazatin stalwarts to his cause.

To show Lazatin that the city mayor can be as gallant, generous, and accommodating as his nemesis, Nepomuceno took his choice personnel last week including legal brains and executive officials to Macau for their Koumintang moment.

While the Nepo group stayed at on undisclosed hotel cum casino for a three-day two-night pleasure trip, Tarzan and his party lodged at the 4-star Venetian resort and hotel.

My sources are still computing the combined expenses of the two protagonists, inclusive of losses in baccarat, in the effort to fortify their political fences and in psyching their leaders to go all out for the jugular.

To the uninitiated, any capable Macau visitor of whatever circumstance and age can enjoy the pleasure of Ms. Koumintang's company. The first time I got laid by a "prinsesa" cost me P5,000.

I was convinced by my companion that even if you had and could pay P20,000 for the same experience in the Philippines, you could not have it, simply because no Ms. Koumintang can be had in Pampanga and elsewhere.

With that argument, I became reckless and invested hard-fought savings, including the money for still unpaid electrical and water bills.

A CDC official who makes frequent trip to Macau and reported that due to the financial meltdown and growing escalation cost, the ongoing rate today is about P8,000 a shot. That's a paltry sum considering the local IRA of local governments and the congressional pork barrel.

The bevy of porcelain -- skinned and doe-eyed beauties could be found huddled around a table in the hotel's coffee shop. One sits down in a nearby table, gazing about like a child in a candy store. Human nature dispenses the need to verbalize your bad intent.

The girls know by instinct -- sign language plus stock pick up phrases will seal the deal (in US dollars).

She walks out of the coffee shop. You follow her to the elevators across a carpeted corridor. Then you ride together in one of five lifts, follow her to her designated room in red dragon motif. Inside her cubicle she tidies up in small closet cum washroom, you lie on her quilted bed like a patient etherized on a pale evening. You tell yourself, you have come a long way, baby!

With spread-eagled legs like a woman before her Caesarian job you wait for the beauty who would take away your breath and your money, too, for delinquent dues.

When I went to Macau I had wobbled in an Erap-like walk due to arthritis of one knee. When Ms. Koumintang was through with me I walked out with a spring in my joints. So, observe how the guys from the recent visitors to Macau would have that extra bounce in their gait.

I guess that was what they call medical tourism.

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(November 17, 2008 issue)
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