(Female) Toms in the northwest...
...or at least those that trade at street level, are amongst the most repulsive women I've ever seen - even if I was still straight I'd expect them to pay me, and pay big at that.

One more memorable exchange with them involved a couple of munters dressed like Gypsy Rose fucking Lee, one like a tethered weather balloon and one skinnier than I'd thought was possible, loitering outside the gay village in Manchester. How they expected to pick up any trade there is beyond me, especially looking as horrific as they did, but hey, each to thier own. As me and a few (gay) mates were leaving the village they approached us with 'Looking for some fun boys?', to which one of my mates replied, 'I dunno, have you got a cock?'. They sneered and sauntered off, but to be honest I wouldn't have been surprised if both of them had. I'd seen prettier dog turds than these two. Ah, now I think of it, perhaps that was thier unique selling point for attracting trade from the village - 'no cock, but I look like a man in drag anyway so let's play'. {shudders}

As for rent boys, I've never met any and realised it. Besides, if I'm ever at the point where I need to pay for it on this side of the fence, I may as well hang up my dick for good :)
(thatblokeoverthere not quite as much an arsehole as I thought, Thu 19 Jan 2006, 13:10, Reply)