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My Not-So-Secret Admirer

So they didn't catch this weird psycho kid then?
 
Yes, he was caught and was eventually locked up indefinitely. He was called a very dangerous young man by the judge.
 
Uh oh!

I think some people will curb crawl anywhere.
My baby son was critically ill in Birmingham Childrens Hospital and I was living at the hospital with him as many parents often do.

One particular night when I was in a particularly distressed state I felt the need for a cigarette(I don`t usually smoke either) so I bummed one from another parent and dressed in PJ`s, slippers and dressing gown went outside to the front of the building for my smoke.

Some bloke in a flash car pulled up next to me and asked if I was working!!!

I didn`t know whether to laugh or cry really.

:roll:
 
This must be more common than thought. When I was 18, back in Germany,I had just finished work and was waiting for a friend, making sure I was looking into shop windows so that I didn't look like a lady of the streets as I hate standing around. I was also dressed nicely with trousers and a jacket, nothing even remotely saying either prozzie or druggie or such like. I just looked like someone coming from work. When a cab pulled up and said something. It being a cab I thought the driver wanted to ask a normal question [directions maybe] and when I walked up to him, he offered a ridiculously low price for me...which made me more angry than the fact he thought I was a hooker in the first place [which also made me mad]. I told him in no certain terms where he could go!
The cheek! ;)
 
Dingo667 said:
It being a cab I thought the driver wanted to ask a normal question [directions maybe] and when I walked up to him, he offered a ridiculously low price for me...
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Probably because he's used to strangers offering him sexual services in public in exchange for their fare.

Regarding the quoted post and the previous one, I think that men who curb crawl are sick and I for one would happily see them dragged from their cars and shot. I would like to live in a society where women don't have to make an effort to NOT appear as a prostitute, and don't feel threatened when walking the streets.

I'm starting to sound like the Eagle in the Muppet show.
 
I've only been solicited the once. It didn't go well. :lol:

Taking kerbcrawlers' reg numbers is the way forward.
 
los_grandes_lutz said:
Dingo667 said:
It being a cab I thought the driver wanted to ask a normal question [directions maybe] and when I walked up to him, he offered a ridiculously low price for me...
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I would like to live in a society where women don't have to make an effort to NOT appear as a prostitute, and don't feel threatened when walking the streets.
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Sigh, I thought exactly the same as I was writing this. I don't know how often I had to change my behaviour when I was younger and single when meeting someone. Not meeting at corners of streets or in certain areas. Makes you sick. I'd love to have had a gun and shot him in the face at point blank just for gratification. Can you imagine the poor girls that booked his cab on a Saturday night? Well this is over 20 years ago. Nowadays I'd report him.
 
Oddly, the only time I've been mistaken for a prostitute was by a woman. I'd been working late at the office, which admittedly was in a fairly notorious area of Manchester, and was waiting for a bus, when a rather shabby middle aged woman approached me on foot and asked me how much I charged as she'd had an exceptionally large phone bill and couldn't think of any other way of getting the green for it.

A pretty depressing episode all round really.

In that area it tended to be my male colleagues who got all the hassle, with the whores trying to jump in their cars as they pulled up by work or the police hassling them for their cars being repeatedly seen in the area.
 
I was approached by a young, black woman outside (shock) King's Cross Station. At least I presume she was a prostitute as she looked the part and the first thing she asked me was whether I wanted to fuck her. Apparently she 'had a place nearby'.

I don't know why, but the situation felt more uncomfortable than I'd imagined it would and I declined in terms probably too polite to be necessary. She must then have got the notion that due to my slight circumlocution and faux-regret, I did in actual fact want to have sex with her but simply didn't have the time (I was outside a railway station, I suppose), so she offered to make it 'very quick'.

This threw me even more: why would I want to pay for sex and then make it 'quick'? I started walking away with a curt 'no' and she actually looked annoyed (which, in turn, irritated me), as if I'd messed her around.

I wasn't (and am not now) sure how the whole thing works. If it all 'finishes' sooner than expected do I get another turn? Is there a clock ticking down, or does one pay by the peak, so to speak?
 
It's too complicated to explain how I know this, but as far as I can work out, street, 'massage parlour' and club prostitutes charge for the service, and yes, you get one shot, and as they are often quite skilled in getting the job done as quickly as possible, you might well feel a bit hard done by, so to speak.
Classier escorts (you can book them online, they come round to your house etc) charge by the hour, with extra rates for 'specialist services' (a friend of mine paid I think £250 for an hour, but it would have been £100 more to, of all things, kiss her on the mouth) and you get to do whatever you like/can with the time specified.
 
_Lizard23_ said:
It's too complicated to explain how I know this, but as far as I can work out, street, 'massage parlour' and club prostitutes charge for the service, and yes, you get one shot, and as they are often quite skilled in getting the job done as quickly as possible, you might well feel a bit hard done by, so to speak.
Classier escorts (you can book them online, they come round to your house etc) charge by the hour, with extra rates for 'specialist services' (a friend of mine paid I think £250 for an hour, but it would have been £100 more to, of all things, kiss her on the mouth) and you get to do whatever you like/can with the time specified.
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....apparently.
 
I learned quite a lot about prostitution during my MA in criminology. I've also worked with teenagers who've become involved in prostitution, when I liaised with the police and had to deal with persistent pimps. They don't readily give up their 'investments'.

Fascinating subject to read about but not exactly a career choice. :?
 
Kings Cross used to be horrible place to walk through as a woman or a man. There were all these crack addicted pros who plied their trade around there and were quite aggressive to male and female. They used to hassle the menfolk who worked at our office something shocking.

Most of them seem to have gone now, it's rare to see anyone hanging around and it is easier to walk there.
 
_Lizard23_ said:
It's too complicated to explain how I know this, but as far as I can work out, street, 'massage parlour' and club prostitutes charge for the service, and yes, you get one shot, and as they are often quite skilled in getting the job done as quickly as possible, you might well feel a bit hard done by, so to speak.
Classier escorts (you can book them online, they come round to your house etc) charge by the hour, with extra rates for 'specialist services' (a friend of mine paid I think £250 for an hour, but it would have been £100 more to, of all things, kiss her on the mouth) and you get to do whatever you like/can with the time specified.
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I know this too and I don't know from where! I think one of my relatives told me about this. I never personally saw a "massage parlour" that looked suspicious until last year when I went to this carnival and on the way back we decided to stroll the neighbourhood and I saw a little run down place that was called "gentleman's exotic massage parlour" or something like that. It seemed so obvious it was a whore house! I couldn't believe it was just...there...out in the open.
 
It's all pretty out in the open, so to speak.
One of my colleagues when I worked at the place I mentioned earlier in the thread was a regular customer here on payday -
http://www.salon24manchester.co.uk/

To be honest, in Manchester, unless you were looking for a 'happy finish' or had a sports injury it was pretty much impossible to get a massage when I lived there. I expect these days you might just about manage it in a hotel spa or some new-agey crystal dowsing emporium.

I can't remember the escort agency my journo mate in London used for his .. um ... research experience, but googling London escort gives me the impression that you might have similar problems if you were genuinely looking for a nice-looking companion to take to dinner.
 
There are many researchers looking at all aspect of prostitution. In fact, it's possible that punters are less inconvenienced by the attentions of the police than by PhD students with clipboards popping up and asking 'Would you just move your left leg over a bit please? Thanks awfully!' ;)
 
I've never employed a prostitute and I don't plan to, but I frankly wish they'd get through all the hand-wringing, legalise, regulate and tax it. Then, at least, we can separate out the crimes of coercion, human trafficking, and paedophilia, make the inevitable transaction safer for all concerned, and end the criminalisation of those who want a good time and those happy to provide it for them at mutually accepted price.
 
theyithian said:
I've never employed a prostitute and I don't plan to,
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That's very close minded of you, we employed an ex prostitute at our office at the start of last year in a part time admin role and she's excellent.
 
theyithian said:
I've never employed a prostitute and I don't plan to, but I frankly wish they'd get through all the hand-wringing, legalise, regulate and tax it. Then, at least, we can separate out the crimes of coercion, human trafficking, and paedophilia, make the inevitable transaction safer for all concerned, and end the criminalisation of those who want a good time and those happy to provide it for them at mutually accepted price.
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I agree completely.
 
linesmachine said:
theyithian said:
I've never employed a prostitute and I don't plan to,
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That's very close minded of you, we employed an ex prostitute at our office at the start of last year in a part time admin role and she's excellent.
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Did you forget to put a smiley on your comment? :D
I'm sure you know what Yith meant.
 
Mythopoeika said:
linesmachine said:
theyithian said:
I've never employed a prostitute and I don't plan to,
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That's very close minded of you, we employed an ex prostitute at our office at the start of last year in a part time admin role and she's excellent.
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Did you forget to put a smiley on your comment? :D
I'm sure you know what Yith meant.
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Sorry, my humour can be a bit dry. I did intend it to be a play on the word "employ", and I couldn't resist as we genuinely did employ an ex prostitute at work last year... although obviously we didn't know it at the time. I'm glad to say it really opened some eyes and forced a few prejudices to change.

...but yes, I did know exactly what Yith meant.

oh and :D
 
linesmachine said:
theyithian said:
I've never employed a prostitute and I don't plan to,
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That's very close minded of you, we employed an ex prostitute at our office at the start of last year in a part time admin role and she's excellent.
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I suppose I do have a few pictures that need framing. I was planning to take them to the local framers, but I suppose I could pop them on the back seat and drive slowly through the red-light district, wind down the window and ask each girl there whether she has any skill in wood-working.
 
Mmm, I can picture it now....

Yith : Young lady, might I enquire of you, do you have any experience of working with wood?

Tart : Twenny quid

Yith : I can provide you with a wide range of tools to help you accomplish the task I have in mind

Tart : £150 - up front.
 
Cultjunky said:
Mmm, I can picture it now....

Yith : Young lady, might I enquire of you, do you have any experience of working with wood?
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Hard wood, of course. ;)
 
My housemate was trying to procure some um let's call it CHARLIE SHEEN one night and was waiting for the drop near our apartments. She was looking for a black audi and on seeing one pull up got into the back seat (as per usual) expecting the guy to drive round the block, do the deal and GTFO. Only this time the guy pulled away and drove around to the carpark of a the local supermarket before asking her how much she charged for certain services. Shocked (and probably bricking it) she had to explain why she'd got in the car and apparently they drove back round to the front of our building in awkward silence before wishing eachother luck in their individual quests and bidding a pleasant evening.
The moral of this story... don't stand around on whitechapel high street after dark. or ever, really. Oh, and don't do drugs, or if you do don't be the one who has to pick the damn stuff up.
 
When my son was about 3, we were living in Clevedon, near Bristol. I was shopping with my son in a push chair, facing forward, when I approached a mobile home, parked on the roadside, with the back door open.

My son could see someone inside and got excited at a 'house on wheels'. The lady sitting reading a book at the table, heard him, and came to the door. She asked him, in what turned out to be a Canadian accent, if he'd like to see inside the 'little house'. I undid him from the pushchair, left it on the pavement and stepped inside with him. After a few minutes of talk, a man I had not noticed before, appeared at the door with the pushchair, and without a word, put it inside and closed the door. Before I could collect my thougths he was getting into the driving seat and pulling away. 'Let's have a drive around the block', he said over his shoulder. The book on the table turned out to be a bible and they claimed to be evangalists from Canada. I went into panic mode......... and insisted they stop the vehicle right there and then, which he did without a smile. I scrambled out, thinking what a fool I had been and how dodgy they were!
 
Hypermetropia said:
The book on the table turned out to be a bible and they claimed to be evangalists from Canada. I went into panic mode......... and insisted they stop the vehicle right there and then, which he did without a smile. I scrambled out, thinking what a fool I had been and how dodgy they were!
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That's the bit that would have scared me the most. You had a frightening experience there, Hypermetropia.
 
Re white vans:

Near where I live there is a factory that specialises in 'friction products' (don't get excited - that's brake linings and stuff). Part of the R+D and testing processes involved white Land Rovers with small trailers which used to drive around the area during the hours of darkness. You would quite often see two or three of these vehicles in convoy, driving through the empty streets or through the dales and up over the moors. I often wonder what the tinfoil hat brigade made of them.
 
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