Fake Prositutes...
Who prey on young men like me, but not me, by offering sex, reluctantly accepting £30 because that's all you can get out of the cash-machine, then disappearing off to "check if that's OK with the office," leaving your alcohol-addled brain to suddenly realise that you're not going to be seeing her or the money again. I'd imagine that'd be a very frustrating experience.
(Happybara The jungle came alive and took him, Thu 27 May 2010, 17:46, 6 replies)

good try
was she at least sexy?
(g-rex, Thu 27 May 2010, 18:47, closed)

Apparently she wasn't.
And it's not really a complaint you can take to the police either - even less so nowadays thanks to Harriet Harman and her idiot policies.
(Happybara The jungle came alive and took him, Fri 28 May 2010, 9:18, closed)

£30 and a clean pair of heels
cheaper than a dose!
(Juan Quar is clinging to her front teeth on, Fri 28 May 2010, 9:33, closed)

Irony is...
I'm a tender and thoughtful lover, so very much her loss. Apart from the £30.
(Happybara The jungle came alive and took him, Fri 28 May 2010, 13:13, closed)

Indeed
That's why you have to pay for sex.
(McChinaman banned, Fri 28 May 2010, 17:38, closed)

ACTUWALEE!!!
I'm married with a toddler so I don't get any at all. But there was a time when women would flock from miles around to shamelessly savour my innovative methods of clitoral stimulation. Bringing women off was more than a hobby for me - it was a vocation. You should have seen the home-made/customised devices I had to throw into the 'General Waste' skip at Heathfield's recycling centre when I threw in my lot with the missus.
I still wonder if any of my rampant devices found their way to less sexually blessed members of the populous.
(Happybara The jungle came alive and took him, Fri 28 May 2010, 17:49, closed)