Racial stereotypes and the reasonably discreet penis

I don't know what it is about Japanese men.

I haven't actually slept with a Japanese man, but when they pass me in the street I find myself looking twice, following them down the road. It is all racial stereotyping. I assume that their skin will be that fine satin finish, kind of hairless and warm but softly furred like our Freedom Furniature couch that I love to be naked against. I love the young Japanese men with their man-girl features and I always suspect that they are hiding a reasonably discreet penis. Something that would be appropriate for any orifice. Something well-proportioned and polite.

It is a terrible mistake to stereotype someone by their cultural background. They might look at my Slovene family and imagine me harsh and cold in that mid / eastern European kind of way, or Australian girls who are all blond and bounce on the beach in their tiny bikinis.

"He could of course have a huge penis," I explain to my friend who is still shaking his head in disbelief. "He could be enormous. Ridiculously large. I admit it. I have jumped to some racially motivated conclusion."

But I watch the young Japanese man order a beer and slip up onto a bar stool, gorgeous, thin-hipped, girlish, and I can't stop thinking about the size and shape of his penis.