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What hookers say to me.
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What hookers say to me. Most nights after I work, I go on a walk for exercise through the casinos on the strip. This occurs at 4 or 5 a.m. Nearly every night I see at least one . Sometimes I will see 2 or 3, but I think for the 2 months I have been doing this there has been only 2 nights where I did not spot at least one. Here's an odd thing, they have all been black women but one. One white who had tattoos and facial piercings. She caught me on one of the walkways over the road and asked me if I wanted to get a slice of pizza. Hmmm, tattoos and facial piercings I am not into. Three other times I have been offered to get a drink, and I wonder what they would say if I shot back "you are buying, right?" Do you think they really think I believe they are offering to take me on a date? (No, they ain't being just friendly because they pour it on with "Oh hey, you are CUTE. Whatcha doing handsome? Wanna get a drink with me?") One of the drink offerers said let's get a drink "sometime." So I asked her when sometime was. And she said "oh, anytime." I said I would think about it and get back to her. Hmm, haven't seen her again since and she didn't offer a phone number. *shrug* That is a theme by the way. I NEVER see the same one twice. I do wonder where they all come from, and where they all go to afterwards. Sometimes they will ask me where I am from. When they find out I am local they suddenly have NO interest in me at all. They immediately go from from fawning, flattering and flirting to, "Have a good night then," and walk off briskly. I wonder why not? Don't local guys get hookers? They are all, with one exception, dressed up super hot in a mini-dress or tight fitting jumpsuit and the make-up and hair way overdone. Almost all are pretty skinny little bodies. The white girl had a little more curves. Not fat by any means, but more fleshy. One glaring exception to this pattern was a thicker gal dressed in leggings and a white tank top. She kinda slurred out mostly under her breath, "Hey, come here sexy?" and then promptly turned around and sat at a slot machine with her back to me. I stopped and waited to see what she would say next, but a few moments passed and she didn't turn back around. So I walked on. I am pretty sure she was so drunk or high or both that she forgot she had talked to me within 2 seconds. The other gals had all seemed sober when I talked to them. I never see them with a man. Occasionally I see them with a plainer looking woman (not as beautiful or dressed as nice, and makeup not done up so much either). This other woman does not talk to me or make eye contact. Is this her ? Her protection? I'm thinking she also works for the in the role of making sure that the stays working and doesn't run away or steal any money. But I am speculating. Tonight I saw one with a woman like this, and for the first time she went straight to the point. She asked me if I wanted to go up to my room and have some fun. Ahhhh, refreshing honesty! So I mostly brush them off and go on my way, but the temptation exists to confront them and try to find out more about this crazy schema. Why are they doing it? From tv programs I have watched it seems normally that their holds some threat over them if they quit. Hurt on of their loved ones, or maybe just withdraw their drugs, or even their love, if they quit (Nobody gonna love a nasty but them...) I don't know that I ever will though because it is late and I am tired from working for the last 8 hours and I just wanna get my walk finished and go home to bed. |
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