A New York executive who has spent much time in the Caribbean islands where his firm does a great deal of business tells about an experience of the kind in pre-Castro Cuba.

CASE 1: Ben P.

Before the revolution down there, Cuba was really the place to go, I'm telling you. It was murder trying to get any business done is the only thing, with all the distractions – whorehouses on every street, blue movies, and orgy exhibitions – you name it and you could find it. You didn't have to do any shopping around either. All you had to do was walk out on any street. They'd spot you for an American right off and there'd be a dozen pimps after you, trying to sell you every kind of sex experience that man ever invented. You couldn't help but get the impression that every broad in Havana was peddling her ass and every guy was pimping for them.

The "exhibitions" were the big thing. First thing they'd mention to you. "Superman" was the big star. He was a big black bugger with a cock like a baseball bat, and he put on shows in one of the houses there. He'd take on about four or five of the girls at once and they'd play the scene for you any way you ordered it. If you wanted to, you could strip down and join the show yourself. They'd do their thing in a private performance just for you, or for a whole party of ten or twenty tourists. How Superman kept that prick of his up all day is beyond me. Must've had a steel rod planted in it. Or maybe there were three or four different "Supermen" working in shifts for all I know.

Anyway, I'd been there a few times and seen and done just about everything there was in that Goddamn sex-town, and one hot day in December I landed in Havana with some business to attend to, figuring I'd finish it up in an hour or two and hop back to Miami that same night. No hanky-panky this trip I promised myself. In fact I had a redhead date all lined up for myself in Miami that would put all these fat-ass Cuban whores to shame. I figured she and I would have a little private exhibition, all our own that night in front of the picture mirror in her apartment.