The Madam hit me again!

Instead of picking her girls, I did it with the Madam a couple of times already. Actually they picked me before I have the chance of picking a girl.

I have learned that Madams are sometimes much better than her girls even on the looks department. So I always keep an open mind.

After a failed mission to the San Gabriel Valley, I opted to a Chinese dominated city much nearer to the coast. And I was fully prepared. I failed to get some printed classified on the ground so I got a few relevant numbers from the web. They are all posted over a month ago if the date is not fake. In some online classified, the ads are always there because nobody post.

So I called the 1st number. Nobody answered. I was about to declare failure and drive to SGV for a 2nd mission. That's when the phone ran.  A young girl's voice answered the phone. In Chinese of course. I'm all prepared. Do you know you can learn Chinese in schools now? But I used Google to learn how to speak.

有小姐嗎？Do you have miss (girls)?
怎麼樣的？What is she like? What does she look like? (don't know which one)
多少？How much?
在那裏？Where?

I understand that the 1st answer is yes, so I carried on and pretend to understand what she is saying, just by asking the next question after her. She asked for $140, which is $20 over the going rate. Nowadays they will text you the address because they couldn't speak the English address, or you don't have a glue what they are saying.

I knew the place, the stacked village, and I have been there before :-), seriously. I didn't patron them again because their setup and service is sub-par, compared to Korean models. But they score on price.

I called her when I parked at the leasing office. She text me the gate code. I followed somebody's car in instead, and waited. I found out that I was supposed to drive up to 5th floor. My bad. (Actually my bad Chinese!)

After I drove several circles in the huge garage looking for the way up, I actually went down several floors. I U-turned and drove all the way up to the roof. People don't live above the garage, they live beside it, like 5 village stacked on top of each other. It was a long drive.

There are always suspicious figures around looking, may be they are their spotters, may be anti-prostitution residents, or LE, who will take years to mount an successful operation. I'm not worried.

After I parked, I called the girl to tell her the number I parked on, in Chinese of course. And of course I got it slightly wrong. I saw a young girl walking pass and I'm pretty sure she is the one. I hesitated. If she couldn't find me I probably better off leaving. But she called me to get out of the car to be sure I'm the customer.

I hate this setup because she will see my old banger, and there's nothing I could do to change my image. Anywhere else I will be judged only by my designer cloths, shoes, and the tips I leave on the table.

She is young alright, may be just early 20's or teen. She has long hair but wasn't well groomed. Her facial proportion isn't perfect and I can't say she is beautiful or cute. Her outfit is supposed to be bold but was in a mess. And she is on sneakers! OMG. She is the unattractive mean girl that I always want to avoid.

I followed her down several floors, all the way thinking is she doable? She is young, younger than most Korean models and she has pale skin. I am also sort of “experimenting” with how much I can get aroused to unattractive or old woman. She is doable.

When we were walking at the corridor with more privacy, I was trying to turn on myself by touching her. She also began talking. Soon she told me something like her girls are changing once every 10 days. That means she is the mamasan, the madam, or the one in charge. That's when I realized I have to make a move, to fuck her or to hope for something better. That's a no brainer. The aim of my missions is to find a regular, if only for a few weeks. One night stand is not too fun any more, and they are expensive at $180 plus tips.

I put my arms around her shoulder and told her I wanted her. This was what she wanted to hear. We were getting along well. And my cock began to expand thinking about what is under her disastrous outfit. She is fresh meat.

We went into a spacious apartment. She told me to take a shower. She checked me out when I was naked, and said "nice body". That's no compliment. I am know as Mr Nice Body in my local massage parlour. But I don't understand how some beer belly can be nicer than others. BTW I also looked half my age. A hooker told me she thought that at first, at my 3rd visit. Am I performing like a senior now?

After the shower the madam was on a two piece cheap sexy outfit that you can get from eBay. Than I am sure I was going to fuck her instead of someone else.

She wanted to give me a massage but I refused. I asked to massage her instead. I always do that when they are not that good as Korean veterans, in sex or massage. They are usually uncomfortable being naked, with me at their back, and exploring their body at will. But Sophie is different. She just laid there. She is young and she is not afraid of me.

She has hooker white skin, her legs were not at all short. She is fresh meat and has young firm bottom. And A for that. She was facing down and not distracting from my exploration. Despite wearing sneakers, her feet seems to be like a lady, clean and not smelly at least. Her feet is not like typically Asians that were ruined by pointed shoes. There were no thick, dark, dry skin patches.  All soft and well shaped too, including each toes. A+ for that. I would have sucked her toes and licked her feet if she took a shower with me. May be later. I have better things to do.

I pulled her to the dead centre of the bed so I can put one of her feet on my cock while I was doing something else. I got highs from that.

Then I split her legs more and more, to massage, to check her asshole and then her pussy from behind. She was comfortable and just laid there. Her asshole is a bit disappointing for a 20 year old. Or I would have rimmed her there and then, showed or not. My lips and tongue went near her asshold many times, and each time retreated from the dead centre. It wasn't attractive enough to induce me into a trance and rim her seriously. I also don't want to freak her out and lost the chance of DFK.

I went over again and again on her young firm buns. I bite her a little and she said she liked it. That's how much she likes me. I was surprised that she had no intention to turn over. She was operating her cell phone all the time. And I wasn't in a hurry to do the other side. I kissed her back. And I could go over her butt and legs and feet and toes again and again.

But I was curious how her pussy looks in front, and how her breasts look. They didn't seem to be that great from other angles. And I forget to check if she has junk in the trunk. Her waist line is great from behind.

I had to push her around gently. Then I went on to untie her tiny top. While I was pulling off the last knot to reveal the final truth, the strange thing happened. She pushed my hand away and cover her pussy with her tiny bottom piece. WTF? What's her secret? So bad looking that she had to push me away instead of having a look?

Silly me, it was the hooker for me that arrived. She was poking her head through the curtain. It was reflex action to take cover and get up. But was that necessary?

She is the madam for sure. I met this sort before. Basically the big guys recruit them to be Madams and take the fall. Or they just find a way to make money and hire girls from wholesale themselves. Or they have organizations made up of foreign students. When the female students get slightly order, they may retire and be madams that make lots of money without the work.

She isn't embarrassed at all because she is in charge. Just reflex action. She could have unbook the girl but I think she had to pay anyway. Then I realized that she asked me to do a 2 girl session. I refused, no money and a one-shot man and all that. Now I understand. She is not supposed to do it herself. The hooker won't tell the big guys or get to them. It is only when the Madam can't answer the phone when the big guys call, she could be in trouble. I had another before. I licked her all over when she was talking to some big guys, all over her pussy and down to toes. I saw her a few times just because of her pretty toes, and she would let me carry her from bathtub to bed. She had flatter chest so nothing can look bad.

I made sure that she knew I wanted her, without embarrassing the hooker at the curtain. But no, I had to fuck the hooker.

The hooker is more professional. At least she did something but not just laid there tummy down. In a tight short skirt, she looked like a hot fully grown woman. A little more glamours she could be a hostress in a hostress club. Her legs are A OK. She could be mid twenties or early 30's. But she is no match for the Korean models, some of them anyway. Off her clothes she is more like a hot housewife with a firm body. Average but not droopy breast. She was quite firm for her age and not muscular. But she has naturally tanned skin or salon tan skin.

Her hair is OK, at least well groomed in the brief time I saw them. But she went all Korean, with below shoulder hair tied all behind the back of her head. The problem is, even for 30 something Korean woman who did that, they looked better or at least as good as when they let their hair down. I'm sure some of their eyes and brows are enhanced, and of course the whole shape of the face. But at least tape their eyes into a sexy nice shape. But this woman looked a house wife with some quick make up on. She isn't pretty and without hair cover she looked worse.

Did I say she went full Korean on me? I think she is Chinese. She was expecting me to just lie down and let she do her routine. I was sitting on the bed when she cam in and somehow I was still sitting on the bed when she got naked and get on.

I didn't remember what I did or what I wanted to do. I wasn't cooperating slightly and she wasn't either. Somehow she sat on my lap without arms around me. And I holding her. She deliberately took on a posture ready for a photo shot. And she stretched her legs and twisted her body like a model. It was rather cute of her at the moment, but I wish she is prettier or a little younger.

It was a compromised position. She couldn't her routine so she sat on me cutely so I couldn't do mine. Her expression seemed to be telling me that "I'm not young and cute, but what the heck, how does it work now?" She looked at me as if she wasn't confident enough, and didn't want to offend me by blocking me in a nice way.

I like that. She is an all rounder. But she wouldn't kiss, and she has horizontal baby scar. I doubt if that invention is worthwhile. Yes, woman can still wear bikini with that cut, but they are more likely to have deeper and permanent scar. In comparison, the traditional vertical cut rarely leave visible scar unless you are close. I could take her any time instead of Sophie but Sophie kiss, she is local and she had that fresh meat skin and muscle tone.

I had a hard time getting the 2nd erection after Sophie. But the Korean routine helped. She sucked my balls that was a surprise. But she didn't do the BBBJ. When I was ready she needed to put on lube. Only Chinese girls do that without hesitation in front of patrons, or actually right in front of my cock. Before she said that thin man thrust harder. Don't you see that Mr Nice Body seemed to receive compliments everyday?

After gently warming her up, I went behind her back and entered side by side. I liked this because I can rest on the bed very comfortably and all my hands are free to molest her from behind. The only think is that I cannot kiss her nor suck her breast. But she didn't kiss, and breast feeding while penetrating is hard to do unless for a tall girl, or a short man.

I think I can thrust harder that way because some girls wouldn't have that. But she isn't worried. My left arm went under her body on her side and grabbed her left breast. Her breasts are not that big but perky and bouncy. My right hand usually grabbed her right breast from behind, and would squeeze them tight in the heat of the moment, and torture the pair until their owner shows sign of discomfort. My right hand will also wonder around her body. For tiny girls I could manoeuvre them to my liking, pull their legs, squeeze their feet or pinch their bottom. But she is a full grown woman. Legs too long and too heavy for that. Also we know there's no future for us so I didn't bother developing a deeper relationship ;).

My favourite right hand position in on her pussy. But she has lube all over it, and I didn't had a good look nor ate her. Also I think she would be friendly but may actually mind that I grab her pussy all the time. If I might see her again I may do it to assert my authority.

Usually two hands grabbing her two breasts were best. Somehow may be because she had a full figure, I found my right hand on her tummy to help with my thrust from behind. Of course squeezing her left breast all the time.

I came quite satisfyingly. I jerked and jerked everything I got into her. She wasn't in a rush to pull out.

She then asked if I didn't have sex for a long time. Shit, I flooded the condom again. Honestly I didn't for a long time. But next time I would say I had sex everyday. I am just a very generous person :-).

After I took a shower, she put on my shirt for me. Did I say she went all Korean for me? I took my things and wallet, and leave the tip under the wallet as is.  She showed me to the door but Madam Sophie wouldn't let me go easily. Instead of blowing me kisses from afar, she wiggled her tongue! Then she came over and took over.

She told me how to get out of the complex with precision. And she got my number and tried it so I got her private number too. She even asked me if I am married. WTF? She didn't really do DFK but we had a bit of tongue play. May be she was teasing me until next time.

I said I will see her when I have money. But despite my old banger, she wouldn't accept that I had little money. Could it be my posh accent? I really want to see her and check her out, full frontal and DFK. But I do have little money now. Until next time.

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.