I recently passed through town on business. Unfortunately, I didn't really have any time to partake in the pleasures on Holt, but I did got to some of the old tracks and places where I grew up. My first experience with a prostitute was in the parking lot of the adult bookstore on Mission maybe a quarter mile east of East End (it bordered the ditch / wash). I believe a truck or car lot is there now. It was around midnight when I left a friend's house who lived near the bookstore. I stopped at the bookstore to see if I could purchase some condoms. I was either seventeen or eighteen and I don't think that I had ever been in a sex shop before. I went there to check it out and see if I could purchase condoms. I remember being really nervous about entering the store. It didn't help that the parking lot appeared nearly full of cars. It was really dark and the fog thick enough that you could barely see across the parking lot to the other side. After sitting in the car a few minutes, I realized that there were at least six gals working the parking lot. Two or three of them would stand near the entrance attracting guys while two or three would chill out in the interior of the lot. I remember sitting in the car hoping to see or hear one of the girls in action. I was trying to see the gals near the entrance, which was on my right, when I heard something on my left. A really cute, young BSW walked in between my car and the next car over and was starting to pull her pants down to take a piss. Being literally three feet from me, she jumped when she noticed me in the car. She walked to my front window and we joked about scaring the shit out of each other. She asked if I would watch out for her while she relieved herself. After finishing, she came back to the window and asked if I could use some company. We chatted for a couple of minutes. I didn't know about the cop check or anything, so she had to realize that I was a total newb. She offered a BJ for. 20 which I readily accepted. I don't think my first time could have been any better nor could the location (Well, unless there were hookers jumping from car to car in the drive-in). The year was 1992.
Although I didn't date much immediately after my first encounter, I did start looking for gals more and more. I wanted to see what was going on. During the day, most of the action was on Mission and East End around the small business and liquor store. When the police showed up, the gals would move east past the wash into San Bernardino county. They usually strolled from in front of the adult book store to the next corner up by a wrecking yard. Action at the bookstore took place at night usually on the weekend. Later, most of the good looking gals began working between Central and Mountain on the north side of Mission in and around the hotels in that area. After a couple of years, it seemed like all of the action moved to Holt except for a couple of nasty stragglers. Anyways, I just thought that I take a minute to reminisce.