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I went in and blew through 20 bucks rather quickly and headed home. On Thanksgiving weekend about 17 years ago, I was driving South on I-95, somewhere between Baltimore and DC. I've never been propositioned by a hooker, such ladies being in short supply around here, but a friend of mine was appproached in New York once. I'd never seen this woman before, and I know that I'm not likely to induce that response in a woman. I added that if she'd called her parents or a friend, someone would have surely come to give her a lift home. Everything about her body language fairly shouted Hi! He had just gotten his full-fledged driver's license and was driving home after dark (a no-no in FL for under 16yo). There were two forms of poison in the reagents and they were to be poured away into the drain, not the bowl. When I told her she wasn't my type and I'd prefer her brother, she told me she could arrange it...