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Lynn

Memory Lane

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(Not sure if this is in the correct section but I wanted to share.)

I am not a fan of the ubiquitous “I Was an Escort Read My Story” line of books crammed onto the shelves of every supermarket and bookstore but I do love a hefty slice of nostalgia and I recently read West End Girls by Barbara Tate…. maid to a Soho prostitute back in the fifties. Her biography Is fascinating and my mouth dropped open at some of the revelations.

Those were the days when some of the rooms was little more than hovels with no toilet or washing facilities. The pro would pop out to the street every 15mins or so and bring back a client to be serviced as quickly as possible… then out she went again and it was repeated so many times a day for many hours. While the girl was taking her men from the streets there would also be a queue in the waiting room of guys who had “walked up.” These girls could earn vast amounts but in many cases they had ponces who would take their money and leave them with very little. It was more or less accepted that a wg had a ponce who did not work but lived well from her takings.

The book is sad… it is also funny…. with a large splash of colourful characters and I recommend it to anyone in this industry.

The author who maided her wg was a virgin herself and knew nothing of men when she was persuaded to take the job after falling on hard times herself. Her reactions to what she saw and how she coped with the job were a joy to read.

One innovative trick some girls used was to have the maid take the fee from the waiting room men and allow them to view through a small glass peephole… into the room where the pro was servicing her present client… thus exciting the guys waiting in line so when it was their turn to go through they took no time at all to get things over and done.

This book is written as fact but whether there are embellishments who knows… it is just a fascinating look at how differently things were done back then.

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Thank goodness we no longer live in the "good old days"!

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It's certainly interesting to read such accounts, both from these shores and from around the world....personally, for me the "Good Old Days" where between mid 90's to around the mid noughties... ;)

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Thank goodness we no longer live in the "good old days"!

How true, Paul ! :)

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It's certainly interesting to read such accounts, both from these shores and from around the world....personally, for me the "Good Old Days" where between mid 90's to around the mid noughties... ;)

These are the days!

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It's certainly interesting to read such accounts, both from these shores and from around the world....personally, for me the "Good Old Days" where between mid 90's to around the mid noughties... ;)

Early noughties for me. Alot has changed in a short ten years!!

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Early noughties for me. Alot has changed in a short ten years!!

This job must be playing tricks on your perception of time. Its 20yrs since the early noughties came & went :eek:

It only goes to prove that time flies when you're having fun ;)

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This job must be playing tricks on your perception of time. Its 20yrs since the early noughties came & went :eek:

It only goes to prove that time flies when you're having fun ;)

She means the early 2000's...hence the noughties....not the nineties :P

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She means the early 2000's...hence the noughties....not the nineties :P

aha! looks like too much punting has been playing tricks with my perception of time - or is it the reading of posts? :blink: Either way it only goes to prove that time does fly when you're having fun ^_^

Apologies to Havering Escort :unsure:

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My favourite book :) they never did find out who started the fire. x

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