Prostitute report: documenting the beautiful things

You know there is a abolition camp whose aim is to elimination prostitution.  Now they move under the banner of combating human sex trafficking to achieve their aims.

I'm not letting these morons get off easily.  I'm promoting prostitution by documenting the beautiful things.  Some girls are beautiful, which is accidental.  Visiting a prostitute isn't not too bad a thing, can be a beautiful thing.  I got my stress released.   I'm happy for a while in an unhappy relationship that I couldn't get out of.  She is happy and she pockets all the money I give her.

Finally I found a place to upload my naked "documentaries".  Enjoy.

How to pass escort screening without ID

In the past it wasn't too difficult to pass escort screening, if they want your money.  But in election year, time for sting operations, it could get tough.

I would think some hookers regard themselves smart enough to really "screen" clients without the need for asking their real name, identification, their boss's number, their listed home number, their wives' and daughters' numbers.  Usually a telephone conversation, a contact number, and in person interview should do the trick.  There's no guarantee on anything.

Some hookers are really that dumb.  They take no chances but to get your real ID.  Sometimes it's the bookers who are setup by escorts to do the routine screening.  They cannot give you some slack.  Rules are rules.

Sometimes, you can get references from other escorts and avoid screening.  But first you have to fuck somebody that otherwise you don't want to.  Second, even crooks have rankings.  In the past, if you review a cheaper girl, others will say, "Oh, she offers half hours."  It was a sin to accept anything less than $300 per hour.  Of course you can offer half hours, but not via the Internet.  Then, reviews are only accepted with web advertisement.  That meant high price ads like euro and cityvibe.  Craig's Lists changed all that.

The other day when I replied to the pimp who I saw last time, he said, "But she advertises on Backpages!".  The degree of brain washing is astonishing.  Clients said that, escorts said that, and even pimps?  Backpages itself is a multi-million dollar business when Craig's List was forced out.  Who had the better model for majority of escorts?  And who is cheap?

First they can't check ID because anybody can get one.  They need a listed telephone number that you call from or to contact you.  There's not much you can do on a residential land line or a mobile phone.

For work verification, it's pretty easy.  You can setup a whole fake company and appoint yourself any position.  The trick is to hire "telephone answering service", part of some call centre companies.  You can pay for one month with a price comparable to tipping an escort.  Some even have FREE TRIALS.

Now for the details there are several ways that you can pick your own company.  I picked a common name with hundreds of active or folded businesses.  You could also pick a big company with many offices across the nation.  May be you can pick an unique name that doesn't exist anywhere, so they cannot verify anything without challenging you.

I picked an existing company and use their address.  You may invent an address to cause more confusion and non-verifiability.

Typically the answering service will give you a freephone (800/866) number, unless you want to supply them one.  The better services allows you to control online how they answer calls.

Of course the freephone number is not listed.  But any company with non trivial size has more than one numbers.

The standard setup is that the operator will say, "Welcome to fake company, I'm Mary, and how can I help you."  When a caller ask for you (your fake name), the operator will ask who's calling and try to transfer the call to any number you registered.  If they cannot find you, they will take messages for you and text or email that message to you. 

I instruct them to take messages for anything, anybody else, and how not to answer any questions by quoting security and privacy and that the company don't deal with public, only B to B.  But try not to sound like a scam to the call centre.  But I'm sure they love the scammer business, like GoDaddy.

I think by just giving them a freephone to call you they folded without calling.  Or when they heard MY company name they hangup.  Or when they were asked who's calling, they chickened.

And so I passed.  I was even treated as a VIP.  All for free (free trial).  By the time this article got well known by the escort community, I would have passed all the screening I need.  Also, if you get one reference, you get all the references without the need for screening.

Operation hookup

It's such a big operation to hook up with one hooker.  Consider that it all started in the tax season.  I used to have secret money laundering accounts but the IRS made it easy.

I always generate tax refunds.  Now you can instruct the IRS to split the refund into different accounts.  And at the same time, some online/offline tax preparation software beg you to open a new account with them with ATM cards and no statement.  Wow!

Back to the present.  I hooked up with a cheap hooker in short notice last week.  It was surprisingly satisfactory.  I had to do it again.  But I was stuck at home with no car in the weekend.  Then the operation began.

It dawned on me that I can rent a car to the hooker place.  (Outcall is always for rip-offs, unless you have a regular and don't cost an arm and a leg.)  One rental company provide local pickups and drop offs.  If not we have the bus.

I was preparing myself for full GFE, ready to jump into a deodorizing bath, whn I realized that rental don't open long for Saturdays.  It was 11 am so I had time.  Immediately I called the rental to pick me up, then I can took the bath later. 

Then I remembered all the troubles for rental on a Saturday.  First, it has to be the weekend rate for 2 days, though a little cheaper.  Second, compacts will be all gone unless you prebook or go there early.  Third, people are lining up on Sat mornings.  If they have to look things up and get back to me, it takes at least 10 min every time.

It was patience, or really horniness that got me through the telephone booking.  I will have a full size and somebody will pick me up.  It may be 11:30 am by then, taking me half an hour.  By the way, they always close at noon for the few who doesn't know.

I can't do anything but to watch for the pickup car, so the guy won't to have to knock on the door and let everybody knows that I'm renting a car.  It was a painful wait.

Five minutes before closing I called the rental again to see if they are coming.  Like before, nobody answers for a long time.  This time nobody answers.  I called at noon again and the phone got switched to corporate answering machine, telling me that the joint is closed.  Damn, I could have took the bus.  I even printed the timetable along with the hooker phones and locations.

I'm glad that I didn't took the bath after all.  At about 12:15 the pickup car came.  I didn't even believe that.  What sort of customer service is that?  Pickup after closing?  A young, nice, handsome guy drove me to the rental and I was processed.  It was maybe approaching 1 o'clock.  This guy was working overtime and didn't even accept my fiver as tips.  He said he wasn't allowed to.  He didn't push for the ridiculous  insurance either - that used to be their proper tip, but expensive.

I'm lucky that I got a car.  Weekend shouldn't be the peak time but it seemed like Saturday afternoon is.  For those I passed the screening, there's a two hour wait.  One fake on me when I got there, probably another client arrived and she couldn't answer the phone when she was doing it.  I didn't book her properly but wanted to walk in.  I did need the car for a bit of driving around.

There wasn't much to report about the hooker, but the last one was better.  That's not the end of the operation.

When I got home, the first thing was where should I park for the weekend.  I couldn't park in front of my house all the time.  I decided to park down the hill in a discreet corner not in front of others house.

I could have try again on Sunday to compensate for the not so good experience on Sat.  But I decided I need another operation, Breakout, to pass all screening once and for all.  I'll tell you later.  I used to be in everybody's book so I can see who I wanted.  Now I am a bit rusted and nobody knows me any more.  Bad for an election year.

I'm all prepared to get to the rental Monday morning at 8am when they opens.  But it dawned on me that I could use my own car also.  Perfect.  I sneaked out with my car and then changed cars at the discreet parking place where my rental car was.

The plan wasn't perfect.  I remembered to add gas, or it will be expensive.  Luckily, I had time to spare, or so I thought.  Looking back, unless to refuel repeatedly to get the exact reading, you will probably over refuel.  One gallon cost you a few dollars.  So in hind sight, I should have checked their gas price and aimed for one refuel that aimed for the exact reading.  If gas wasn't not enough, it might cost twice by their price, but one gallon extra would cost me 4 dollars.  So under fill a bit wasn't that bad.

At the rental company, it was rather busy it seemed.  But there was only one family in front of me.  However, they knew they were trouble.  They researched a lot online to save the most money on their complicated scheme.  They kept talking with the only guy on duty.  I regretted more for forgetting to add the refuel time.

I almost wanted to say "excuse me, my bus is coming".  But I was too shy, and probably too late, if they have to check the car and sign me off.  Fortunately I was smart.  It dawned on me that I could just leave the rental car there and came back later.  It was totally out of the plan.

So I rushed to the bus stop, confirmed the arrival time by texting the stop ID to the bus company to receive the next arrival times.  I still had two minutes to spare.

I got on the bus and paid the mandatory exact fare that I prepared earlier.  It was great in summer.  I saw one full bodied college girl and one teen, all in super shorts.

It wasn't the first time I took a bus home.  But I still got off one stop early.  It was nothing.  But if I missed the bus, I had to wait for one hour or walk at least 1 to a few miles back home.

The rental guy asked me if I need a drop off.  I was too ashamed to ask for that, and it would be too obvious if someone sees my return home.  Then it was as good as a drop off.  I didn't need to walk up the hill that much because I parked downhill instead of uphill from my home.

I drove back to the rental company and dropped off the rental key.  That's not the end of it.  Obviously I looked VIP so the guy asked me to say a few good words when the telephone survey comes.  This was stupid as I don't want anybody at home knows that I rented a car.  But I was stupid to give them my home number.

A few more tips for bus planning.  Even though I planned bus trips a few times, there were still things I was unprepared for.  Exact fare is a must, or you are forced to buy an expensive pass on board, or you can't even board.

I use Google map to plan, but the route are crooked to serve some particular areas, such as schools.  The bus stop on the outbound and inbound routes are usually different, not even on opposite of the road.  Sometimes the bus go on a loop and you may go to the wrong bus stop.  Google has more accurate route information on the bus stops than the bus company, including next scheduled arrival times.

The official time table only has the schedule on schedule stops.  On the other stops time is not guaranteed nor published.  If you want to minimize your exposure at the bus stops, you can check the time table a few hours in advance.  Look at the bus stop ID from google map.  See if your bus company has next arrival times via text.  Usually they will reply with the next 3 arrival times, and that would be up to a few hours in advance.

Good luck hooking, and hopefully you don't need all these.

Using Viagra Levitra and patroning prostitutes

My first batch is Viagra.  Then I changed to Levitra when it came out.  I think Levitra even works with a glass of wine after meal.

Typically when I set off to see a prostitute, I will get out the pill box with cutter in the glove box.  Then I cut the pill or take the quarter already cut.  Then I sniff the remaining dust like cocaine.  I usually have a bottle of water in the car, everybody have.  Oh, I also tried the Viagra compound to put it on your tongue.  I didn't think it worked much better.

Even if I forget to take it beforehand, I would still pop a quarter at her place before entering.  You can always delay for 10 min with some excuses, or just being late.  In massage parlor is best.  You have more than 15 min of massage usually.

After taking, a slight fever will kick in.  Levitra is really mild.  A little hot in the head that may be imagined instead of real.  Viagra is stronger but I never have any headache afterwards.

How do I know it really works?  Even if placeable effect, it's worth it because it's only a few dollars per quarter pill at most, compared to $300 an escort, $100 for the type of street walker I preferred.

Actually the tell tale sign is that the erection isn't going away easy after ejaculation.  The pill doesn't help to stimulate you, and doesn't help you to last longer.   It doesn't help much with a one shot kind of guy.  It only help with a harder erection and maintain it longer.  But if you cum, the erection will still be there, only partial of course.  In contrast, if I cum without Levitra, my penis will shrink fast.

So instead of shrinking into nothing and slipping out of the hole, it feels pretty good to stay longer in the warm wet pussy.  Some more experienced hookers will do a very nice thing - a very hot towel.  It's good after sex and good massage girls will usually do it.  But it feels better after Levitra with a half hard cock.

For this reason I don't fancy viagra, giving you an indiscriminate hard on.  (But I am not that sure, just stronger erection perhaps.) I don't want to remain hard after I cum.  Even if I can, I prefer not to do it again because you are paying for it one way or the other.  It's diminishing return.

Actually it better than just an erection.  When I see something I specially like, I will have a beautiful hard on that I attribute to the pill.  Once I saw an over the hill hooker for the 2nd time I think.  She wore a block body suit which is pretty covered up her upper body, showing her limps and face which are still pretty decent.  The body suit is actually a crossed with a fancy lingerie with subtle lacy patterns.  I had an instant hard on the moment I saw her.  I was uncomfortable in my loose short.  When I took off my pant, I can see my glory erection, point up at the maximum elevation angle.  Actually I was still uncomfortable, the erection muscle was pulling the skin attaching to the head a little more than usual, causing extra tension.

Do prostitutes know you are taking the pill?  I would say yes if they notice the partial erection after ejaculation.  But people react in different ways.  If you have an erection like an iron bar and stay that way for long, they will be suspicious.

Do I care if they know?  The last thing I want is their sympathy, thinking that I cannot see them without the pill.  May be it's not bad but I think I can't stand when the conversation turn into something that I am not.

I don't want them to know at all in the sense that anybody will freak out when you say you are taking Viagra and they are on the way.  You won't want to let an iron bar lose in your pussy for an hour.  Viagra probably won't do that but some drugs or their combinations will do exactly that.  So after sex, when they know that you had took it, will they accept your booking next time?  You know, they may think that they get away easy this time, worrying that the next time will be hard work.

Seeing the sign of life left after climax, some girls will work for the 2nd shot, hoping for extra tips.  Some will put their clothes on ASAP, to make sure that you cannot have the 2nd shot that you didn't or won't pay for.

Taking Viagra Levitra and prostitutes

I don't know why WebMD or something else is saying that Levitra is slower.  The selling point is 15 min, versus Viagra's 30 min.  And Levitra is not affected by a normal meal, versus Viagra's empty stomach for several hours for best effect.  I read some other experience that Levitra is fast, may not be much faster than 30 min, but saying that is 5 min slower is a bit suspicious.

I have no problem of having a normal erection.  Do they all say that? 

You have an erection and go find an escort, right?  For me it's when I have the chance to play, I will think about how good it will be, then I do it.  It's treating myself well, get even with anyone else other than the prostitute.

For a good prostitute and a good price, I have to prepare to drive, the worse being over one hour, or even completely stuck in the traffic.  By the time I got there I will be in poor condition.

Worse, hookers all have their run around methods.  If they have clients, their helpers give you directions to keep you driving around until they are free.  Sometimes you just can't find where their apartment are, they assume you are local, they aren't local, or they can't even say the street name right.

The worst incident is something like this.  I went out all night for fun on the streets, looking for 19 year old blonds who can't take all clients who book them.  They pick and screen their clients on the streets.  This night I can't find any.  Usually I can find something decent enough so I don't go home empty handed.  Or the quality is so bad that I can go straight home.  Tonight I didn't want to go home empty handed, drove a long way to another street walker hot spot.  Driving around and around, couldn't decide on which of the least unattractive to fuck on.

Then I saw this tall blond woman in vinyl short skirt, a 100% street walker attire.  She ran to my car and got in in no time even though LE was very active that night.

Then I realized that after all evening driving and brain work, I didn't have an erection.  Worse than that, it shrink to minimum size.  Unfortunately, this woman wasn't that sexy on close up.  She was old, living rough, and her body squeezed into that outfit, sexy at a distance.  But I can do her, and satisfying sex with a warm body is better than doing it alone.

The problem is, I am a visual person.  I need to see something to trigger my penis.  In the car, sitting next to me, I can't see much of her in the dark.  She wasn't turning me off but she was no eye candy.  Give me a minute or two I could stimulate my penis with my brain with something sexy.  Some playing around will be best.

But as prostitutes, their routine is to go after your penis no matter what.  First they feel safe knowing that you really want sex and no more, not LE or weirdos.  They you can say they rush you.  They want to get it over and done with.  Even for higher class, paying for the hour ladies, I feel that they feel awkward not doing anything, eye to eye sitting.  The only thing they do is get your pennis.

I had a young Japanese offered me a glass of coke.  I was enjoying the drink while enjoying her French maid costume and legs.  My pennis was transforming slowly and happily, when she asked impatiently: "you really like your drink?"

A few memorable sex was when the hooker was on the phone, with their boss, pimps or vips.  I had a good look from hair to toe nails, and into their skirts with fancy panties.  The better times were sucking their breasts and licking their pussies, or toes for that matter.  I could really help by taking my time on everything.

So this street hooker unzipped me, got to my pennis.  What could I do?  Start a conversation about the theater?  What is worse is that she had to put on a condom to do anything else.  I was in no condition to put on a condom.  The only think she could do was a handjob, but probably it made it worse.  Using my will power and brain stimulation, it got hard enough to take the condom.  Then she couldn't wait to blow me, thinking that it would be plain sailing from there.

But you know, being blow by an old whore with nothing exciting to look at, a stranger forcefully messing with your pennis, I was shrinking and almost slipped out of the condom.  She thought it was her fault for turning me off and doubled the effort.  It was torture for my pennis.

Finally I got hard.  It was a relief.  In giving the salute, I wasn't insulting her womanhood.  She wasn't torturing my pennis anymore.  And I couldn't care how long I last.  I just wanted to give it to her before my pennis change it's mind.  I cum.  I was relieved.  She was relieved too: "so you can sleep well tonight."  And that's true, and that was what I was looking for.

With Levitra there won't be any of these problems.

The root of prostitution - loan sharks

Prostitution is illegal in USA.  Prohibitionist want it eliminated.  It's a hard sell for locking up consenting adults.  Now they use sex trafficking as an excuse.  They say prostitutes are victims, but round them up anyway to deter prostitution.  They want to go after clients to eliminate demand and hence no victims.  What they can't do much about is loan sharks, the root of prostitution.

By far the largest source of prostitutes in US are loan shark victims.  Typically out of desperation they borrow money back home like Korea and China, anywhere with powerful gangs.  (Or they go to the loan sharks directly in USA.) 

Then they are introduced to smugglers or "agents" to get them to USA or Europe.  These agents charge a lot, say US$70,000 for smuggling from China to USA.  But it's really not difficult to get a visa if you bribe someone to get some documents or just fake it.  These expenses add up to the loan.  Or they are just borrowing the money to get to USA.

Most women know they are selling themselves in US to work off the loans.  This will also include some who don't.  But it doesn't matter to the loan sharks.  They don't care how you repay the money.  These women have no other options.

When they get to US, they are ripped-off by another industry, say wholesalers.  They provide accommodation, meals, and charge high price for their services because these are illegal immigrants, or over staying their visas, or not doing what their visa says.  These wholesalers may own shop fronts such massage parlors or apartments.  And the girls will work there.

The most common are retailers.  They are massage parlor owners, apartment "owners".  They have their client base and market the girls.

So it's naive to think that if you bust the brothel, you save the victims.  First, prostitution is an offense and you punish them.  They lost money and time for the raids.  At the end they still owe the loan shark money.  It's not helping at all.  They have to look for more underground places to work, and in more desperate circumstances.  If they are send back home, they are have to work on local brothels which is much worse off.

What hold back these women is not iron bars, but the threat of loan sharks.  Even if you can offer them protection in US, their family back home are at risk.  For the system to work, these women are still given sufficient incentives.  The more clients they get the sooner they can repay their debt.

If they are good, they are in demand, they get better joins to work on, better clients, more tips.  Usually they can keep their tips, or some of it.  Basically the retail storefronts do not care whether they are working on their own or from the wholesalers.

So it's the nearest scenario any clients are coming close to "trafficking".   Independent girls go to work on their own.  These "trafficked" girls always have a driver to ship them around and to watch them. Sure it's a deterrent to run away, but it's too easy to do that.  Typically these girls need transport because they have no clue where they are and how to go around.  It's a way to keep track of their girls, boat loads of them.  Otherwise, if some go to the beach for a couple of weeks, you wouldn't discover it.

Prostitute and human trafficking

The stereotype of women held against their will, being forced to sell sex, is very unrealistic.  Not that they don't exist at all.  If you analysis it more, most men will not be interested in this type of prostitutes, even if moral and legal issues are being put aside.  Really. The lack of smile is one thing, and a lot complicated that that. 

The closest experience I have is like this.  Here prostitution is illegal, but some are more illegal that others.  White girls and local Latinas are usually independents, except those illegal immigrants targeting illegal immigrant clients.  Usually it's divided into ethic lines.  There is a small group called Malaysians.  Most groups like Koreans and Chinese are big with numerous operations.  The Malaysians have about one operation, but big and intensive.

They move house every few months.  If you see some advertisement at all about Malaysians, it may well be them.  But somebody have to vouch for you, not internet friends.  Then at first he has to bring you there.  You have to call at one of the few pick up points, and let them drive you to a "secret" location.

The very few times I went there, I came with other VIP's, or they recognize me as VIP.  Otherwise, you may have to suffer the indignity of sharing the passenger car with other clients.  They try to pick up the most people in one trip so as to save time.  I heard that van are used, and in the good old days, you have to be blind folded!

We drove straight into the garage, with the door closed behind us.  Once inside, the house was busy that day with some women, but I couldn't remember what they did.  It felt like they were staff rather than prostitutes.

Anyway, I walked to one side of the house arranged like a wide corridor.  There were two benches on both sides of the corridor.  There were a few girls sitting on one side facing my way.  I sat on the opposite side and try to pick one.  In busy times you have to wait for your turn at the bench.

That day the girls were a little different.  I was more use to 18 to 22 girls that were somewhat petite and cute.  Today it was more varied.  There are mid 20's.  The girls I saw before dress nicely and sexy to attract clients.  This girl wore plain clothes, which is rather usual so as not to attract attention to their illegal activities.  But this is a high traffic brothel, you don't need dumb down inside.  In a way she was saying I'm not begging you to pick me.  I'm not happy being a whore.  I don't like being fucked.  On the other hand, she was wearing a medium length skirt. Being the popular would have it's advantages.

Nobody was smiling.  It isn't unusual.  This has something to do with me.  When I was picking I don't smile.  It's always a difficult task.  There is always some nerve facing a few girls together.  And I'm shy.  Often the girls don't smile to keep their dignity.  I'm not begging you to pick me.  I'm popular.  I'm not openly fighting for you.  Often they will smile at you briefly when others cannot see.  Or they will smile after you picked them.

So I picked this girl, mid 20's, a bit tall like 5'6.  She's not fancy and pretty.  But she is somewhat attractive, in the sense that when you see her in the streets you will want to pull her over and have sex.  That's not possible but here it is.

I looked at her and nodded.  She got up and I followed her further down the corridor, then up the stairs to the bedrooms.

She was supposed ice and fire.  But ice was a logistic problem.  That wasn't a well equipped house.   And the staff didn't recognized that I was a VIP.  For the fire part she had a cup of tea, now warm instead of hot like fire.

She didn't smile.  I am usually rather relaxed when we are left alone and I like to have a little connection other than pure sex.  I must had smiled but she didn't response.  But I didn't try harder to break the ice.

Basically I got a BBBJ with wet tea.  And nothing else to brag about.  It was a disappointment that she didn't do rimming.  In a way Malaysian equals riming.  But I had been there before.  The other girls didn't and so I wasn't expecting.

The give away was that, when we finished and put on our clothes, she took out a little booklet and filled in something, or like another tick on the boxing, meaning another score.  In a way she tried to dignify herself.  I didn't care about you.  I just did what I was supposed to do to score another deal.  I don't like it a bit.

Usually girls are like that when they met gentlemen.  I mean if they met desperadoes,  they don't care how these men look at them.  A further example is in a legit massage parlor.  If you are a gentlemen, the massage girls will try to behavior high class.  They don't like that you look down on them or pity them.  But if bums came in and pay, these girls don't mind being groped when nobody knows.  They may even tease them for more tips.

In other times, the selection was rather different - 18-22 able and willing girls with cute smiles and more fancy clothes.  So this was about the closest to human trafficking.  Usually houses are wide open.  This one was arranged that the girls would have to get pass many staff before being able to get through the door.  The only other way was up the stairs and into the bedrooms.