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Prostitutes - have you used their services?  

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  1. 1. Prostitutes - have you used their services?

    • Yes
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    • No
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    • No, but I intend to.
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Oh! Interesting side note: I once pulled a girl from a club and shagged her... only for her to proudly display, afterwards(a few days later when I went back for another round) that she was INFACT an escort and wanted me to know before anything got going.

 

I quickly fucked off out there(well... not untill I shagged her again).

 

I didn't pay though.

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Guest Ulysses Everett McGill
how much is a brass in england/liverpool going to set you back on average?

are they likely to let you do their ass?

 

£40-50

 

Probably want more for anal.

 

And yes, I have used prostitutes before, not in this country though.

 

I was working away, young, horny and couldnt be arsed trying to chat up a bird in a foreign country.

 

It was ace too.

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Think about it first. Your shagging birds that for various reasons cannot find a man to shag them.

 

Think how easy most men are to get a shag off then think about these women.

 

good point. you could get the female equivalant to the rich men who hire women to be with them the majority of the time and have a fit business woman (age doesn't matter).

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Think about it first. Your shagging birds that for various reasons cannot find a man to shag them.

 

Think how easy most men are to get a shag off then think about these women.

 

I think what Senor Monty is saying is that if cobwebs and gristleflippers down to their knees is what does if for you on a woman, then thats the job for you. However if the smell of Grimsby docks on a wet tuesday afternoon isn't your thing...stay well clear.

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Oh! Interesting side note: I once pulled a girl from a club and shagged her... only for her to proudly display, afterwards(a few days later when I went back for another round) that she was INFACT an escort and wanted me to know before anything got going.

 

I quickly fucked off out there(well... not untill I shagged her again).

 

I didn't pay though.

 

When reading the above post before in work while trying to have a conversation with my dad/boss about chasing up a delivery, I said

 

"Have we shagged Freeway yet?"

 

It was only when he stopped what he was doing and just looked at me funny I realised that I hadn't said 'called'.

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When reading the above post before in work while trying to have a conversation with my dad/boss about chasing up a delivery, I said

 

"Have we shagged Freeway yet?"

 

It was only when he stopped what he was doing and just looked at me funny I realised that I hadn't said 'called'.

 

He probably thought you meant the dog off Hart to Hart.

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I've done it and didn't enjoy it one bit. 2001, in Amsterdam on the way back from Dortmund, due to leave the country for USA in a couple of months and it just seemed like the right thing to do (everyone else was doing it).

 

Price negotiation complete so I'm allowed to proceed to the room. Got into the little room and she had her clothes off before I'd even taken my coat off. She gives a close inspection of my cock and says 'ok' (this felt like a trip to the Doctors). Puts the condom on with her mouth which was impressive, after 5 minutes fucking and me knowing that her moans are all an act I realise I'm never going to get to the end so I pull off, get dressed and walk out feeling like crap. Never again. The next day I looked at it like ticking a box on a to do list, one more life experience complete regardless of the fact that it was shite.

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You fucker, I've just spat water everywhere.

 

It's true tho', I've been down that street. Not in a euphamistic way of course.

 

 

On a stag do a mate of mine (defo not me before you say it wise arses) did go down 'that road'. Got a chew off a gummy dwarf like Rusty Lee. She could have been no taller than 4ft and had fewer than 5 rotten teeth.

 

He begged me not to tell my other mate whose sister he was going out with at the time. Obviously what goes on tour stays on tour come to the fore. Anyway after half an hour of crowing on at me not to tell, I finally convinced him I was going to keep my mount shut. Then he turns round and says "I'm going back tomorrow that was the best blow job I've ever had".

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I have been down there but no one who goes down that street even goes in, they all go for a laugh and reminds me of the bit in the Elephant man where Micheal Elphick gets everyone to buzz off John Merrick.

 

My mate who is a complete and utter filthmeister went to Amsterdam in 2001 with ten other lads, my mate took a grand spends for a weekend and blew 800 in one night on ho's. He did six in one night, god knows where he got his energy from as his diet mainly consists of sausage rolls from Sayers and Vodka. On the last night he was skint and bladdered and wanted one last go, he had no cash so one of his mates gave him a ten pound note, he wandered the streets of Amsterdam having doors slammed in his face until he went to the Rusty Lee street and one that he said resembled Mr T in drag took the tenner off him. Rather than be ashamed he was actually proud of himself for having sex with someone who wasn't white.

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My mate lived in the 'Dam for a while and knew a bloke who fell in love with a Columbian prostitute. He had a really well paid IT job (six figure salary), but he was skint as he'd pay her to be (in effect) his girlfriend. She didn't give a fuck about him (understandably), but he was throwing thousands her way each week and would lose it whenever she went with other clients.

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I have, and it was ace. All this "but she wouldn't love you, she's just there for the money" shit? Fuck off. You wank don't you? Just see it as a posh wank.

 

It's one of those things you should do once, just so that you can tick it off your list of things to do before you die.

 

That was my attitude until recently (albeit in principle as I wouldn't/couldn't whilst married), mainly based on what I perceived to be the civilised way it works in the 'Dam. However, I've seen too many news programmes and documentaries about slavery and exploitation to think that way now.

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On a stag do a mate of mine (defo not me before you say it wise arses) did go down 'that road'. Got a chew off a gummy dwarf like Rusty Lee. She could have been no taller than 4ft and had fewer than 5 rotten teeth.

 

He begged me not to tell my other mate whose sister he was going out with at the time. Obviously what goes on tour stays on tour come to the fore. Anyway after half an hour of crowing on at me not to tell, I finally convinced him I was going to keep my mount shut. Then he turns round and says "I'm going back tomorrow that was the best blow job I've ever had".

 

I went away with a copule of lads to Prague and made a pact "what stays on tour remains" Two of them went to a brasshouse and partook. One of the lads works with me and at the time so did my missus. She said "did anything happen while you were away" to which I said No. My mate who wanted everyone's solemn promise not to say a word decides to blab around the office what the brass was like who he had. Cue me being called a liar and questions "what did you get up to then?" by my bird, I finally convinced her that I did not do anything when he said I was too bladdered every night to stand up.

 

Anyway, me and this lad had already booked another holiday to Moscow/St Petersburg six months after Prague. We were in a hotel in St Petersburg and he turns round to me and says "Lend us sixty quid" as soon as he asked I knew what it was for - he's been talking to some Lithuanian brass at the bar and wanted to do the business. I gave him the cash but as the bar was being locked up I had to go to the room, he made me sit in the bog while he did the biz because he said it would be "weird" if I was in the room. So when he's finished he says "don't ever tell anyone about this". Guess what, he repeats his antics to everyone in work again after I'd told the missus that he never did anything. It took me about 6 months to talk her round because she saw my bank slip from the cash machine in the hotel. It took a monumental effort to talk her round and I was completely innocent!

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I went away with a copule of lads to Prague and made a pact "what stays on tour remains" Two of them went to a brasshouse and partook. One of the lads works with me and at the time so did my missus. She said "did anything happen while you were away" to which I said No. My mate who wanted everyone's solemn promise not to say a word decides to blab around the office what the brass was like who he had. Cue me being called a liar and questions "what did you get up to then?" by my bird, I finally convinced her that I did not do anything when he said I was too bladdered every night to stand up.

 

Anyway, me and this lad had already booked another holiday to Moscow/St Petersburg six months after Prague. We were in a hotel in St Petersburg and he turns round to me and says "Lend us sixty quid" as soon as he asked I knew what it was for - he's been talking to some Lithuanian brass at the bar and wanted to do the business. I gave him the cash but as the bar was being locked up I had to go to the room, he made me sit in the bog while he did the biz because he said it would be "weird" if I was in the room. So when he's finished he says "don't ever tell anyone about this". Guess what, he repeats his antics to everyone in work again after I'd told the missus that he never did anything. It took me about 6 months to talk her round because she saw my bank slip from the cash machine in the hotel. It took a monumental effort to talk her round and I was completely innocent!

Dude we aren't your missus if you got yourself a sound BJ then we won't blab
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