Same as in the Red Light District of Amsterdam. In college my best friend and I watched the guys on those streets. Supposedly they lit a cigarette by the side of the bed and by the time it was done the man was out. The hooker would be in her window, and my friend, who smoked, would light one up when a guy went in. Before the cig was done, sure enough, the guy would be coming back out the door and heading up the street.
I hope it was cheap enough.
Those gals must have been making their money on volume.:-P
When you reduce sex to a business transaction I guess it cuts it down to the bare minimum. Wham, bam, thank you ma’am.
I knew a guy that used to frequent hookers because they would do what good girls wouldn’t.
He dropped a boatload of cash on hookers in his life so he must have been pretty freaky.