Rod MacKenzie's Blog, page 10

Lust, Chinese women and transformation

I live in a city in China, Suzhou, which, if you google, apparently has the loveliest women in China. Having lived in different parts of this country for nearly six years I can believe it. Many young women here are in unbelievably perfect shape. They are criminally, sinfully sexy, and in summer, they dress so...

A farewell and the human need for ritual

As you prepare to return to China you seek a farewell ritual. As always, you are drawn to amazing hikes through unspoilt forest regions right where you live in Auckland, New Zealand. It's unbelievable that you live in the biggest city in New Zealand, and yet, in half an hour's walk, you can be sitting...

The alpha male shouldn't have to ask permission for sex

"Sue, may I slide my fingers over your crotch? May I squeeze your bum? Rip off your panties?" These are questions men do not ask, and should not ask, as women prefer the alpha male who displays confidence, authority, boldness to go where no one has gone before without asking direct permission … or rather...

Sexuality, creative blocks and our identities

One of the advantages of writing for the recently closed NewsTime was that I was "required" to produce a column every week. This I did dutifully for nearly a year except for a break over Christmas. "Required" is in inverted commas because there was no payment and therefore no absolute obligation. The idea was that [...]

My love for writing steamy sex scenes

The "juice" you will find below, excerpts from the erotic scenes in my unpublished novels, was at first a bit embarrassing to cut and paste into this column as I truly felt I was exposing myself in public. One reason for the initial embarrassment was the thought that some people might turn up their noses [...]

NewsTime, David Bullard and the middle finger

I see a competition for a cover design idea is on for the forthcoming Out to Lunch: Ungagged book by David Bullard. The one I have thought of is a hand showing the middle finger, and the middle finger is in the shape of a spade. This sums up the essence of the manner of [...]

Hey babes! The mystery and juiciness of women

The female model on the billboard promoting cosmetics stares back at me with an emptiness that edges my skin with goose pimples. She is not smiling, but gazing emptily, vaguely, at me – with that hollowness which says she is not staring at me, but at the cold frost of camera lenses taken somewhere else [...]

At long last! I help spy for Chinese people

I pressed the headphones to my ears here in China and listened carefully to the recorded message, an MP3 clip saved to my Chinese client's PC. She was unable to understand the English as the two parties were speaking very fast and the MP3 device had been hidden in the room somewhere, further reducing the [...]

When Muslims rule the world

Osama bin Laden is not dead. There is good reason why his body was cremated and tossed into the ocean. As we all know, or should know, this was not only to insult devotees of certain segments of the broader Islamic faith; it was to ensure there was no DNA trace. No proof.
What was [...]

Me? An SA refugee somewhere between Vreksonderwater and &*%$

It's sort of fun being a virtual South African refugee. You never quite know which country you are going to be in next. And let's face it: most people's sense of peace and assurance is a false sense of security. Heck, your wife could die in a car accident tomorrow, or you find out you [...]