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Originally Posted by TexTushHog
Looie, it's funny. I went the yellow page route for years while traveling. I was always surprised how often it turned out reasonably well. I'd say 40+% of the time you got a decent girl. 10% really good to spectacular. 35%, serviceable. 15% ripoff or unacceptable. Pretty good averages given that there was no way to verify at all. Frankly, I suspect that in some cities the cops ran the scam artists out of business.
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When you found
an annotated yellow pages in the hotel desk it was gold.
I didn't pay so much attention to the glowing comments as I did the ones that were Xced out, indicating they were either a bait and switch, cash and dash, or bane to all hobbyists alike: just a dance and tug, and usually you were the one doing the tugging.
The other safe bet is a strange town was going to the bars and looking for the ALT rags in news racks by the door and reading the classifieds. In the Midwest the tell tale script was a man that wanted to watch his wife fuck somebody else. It was usually a driver or pimp that did not want to watch--he just wanted $75.00 (big money back then) for you to spend an hour or so with his wife/girlfriend while he sat in the bar downstairs.
Speaking of bars, the other sure bet was usually going to a hotel lounge close to an airport or convention center. Sit at a table where you could see both the bar and the door and look for the well dressed lady that had a pattern of checking out every potential male client that enters the bar, but ignores female patrons. If she was clearly milking her drink, that was was usually signal two.
Then grab your balls, throw them over your shoulder, and make the leap and sit one stool away and let her strike up a conversation. . .and hope like hell you don't get slapped or arrested for soliciting the wrong woman.
Kiss your computer young men, you have no idea how great you have it.
