I'm loney, but not that lonely.

[absolutedestiny]

I never thought I'd ever be approached by a prostitute on the street where I live... but I've never lived on Cowley Road before.

I'd gone further down towards town (near the clubs and pubs) and walked past a lady who was in her fifties. She said hello to me - I glanced and kept walking figuring she'd mistaken me for someone else. Whilst buying a few things from a shop I saw her walking past with a man looking much like myself. I figured she must have mistaken him for me.

I walk out of the shop and there she is, she walks alongside me on the street and asks "Do you want any company tonight, love?"

She was a thin, fairly ordinary looking woman. Not in makeup and not dressed in any way out of the ordinary. She could have been the mother of anyone my age - just old enough for grandchildren.

I slowed down and told her I wasn't interested. I asked to take care of herself tonight. I don't know what sort of night she has in store but I'd be terrified to be her. She wasn't with anyone else and seemed to be floating in a sort of desperation.

:/

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[studiogaijin.livejournal.com]

Maybe she thought you'd want to hire a surrogate mother? ...yeah, probably not. :\ That's sad...

I'd offer people like her money to cut it out and go home, but unfortunately most of them would be right back at it again. :(