". Scared to go out in the water".
Borrowing from a lyric of an old 60's song appropriately called," Itsy bitsy teenie weenie Yellow polka dot bikini", That's how I'm feeling about jumping to the life of Mongering. Now, don't get me wrong, back in the days, I was Monger in another place in a different time called Europe-in places where Posties were legal. Yet, there were two breeds of Prosties. Brothel ladies and Streetwalkers.
Even there, Streetwalkers are still dangerous since they are not "sanctioned" or taxed by their respective countries. Plus, SW usually are human traffikers victims from Eastern Europe. Most of us Mongers know the ins-and outs of those poor situations.
Got back to the K-Stoll during the daytime. So much better observing with sunlight than on the evening. Better to see the Big Bad Wolf lurking on every other korner.
I'd did observe a SW, which later on, I'd found out that SW had a Pimp. She was a bit plumped but doable. Yet, it still find it at odds. Pimp did provided some info of Undercover 5-0 lurking among the regulars. Considering that I still don't know the area, I'd didn't bite today. Pimp asked for. 5 for FS and for extra. 1, he'll come along for a threesome. Not my cup of tea.
I've been reading so much from you senior Mongers and I'm at awe. Truly, I know the tips are all in the previous post. I just have to make it work for me. So far, it will take some time to get used to the strolls. To all Mongers. I salute you all.