was this you?

[willie loman]

Dont expect or want an answer, just a tease. Around 1, man in morrisson st,edinburgh, anxiously checking his phone, scanning the windows, trying the doors, then gets the phone call, and is directed to the right door.

[winkywanky]

Did you wink at him knowingly as you passed each other in the doorway?

[willie loman]

Did you wink at him knowingly as you passed each other in the doorway?

I was further up the st, he clearly had pre punt nerves.

[winkywanky]

I had realised that, it was a slight wind-up on my part 

[Jayf]

I seen a guy standing outside the massage place in Dalry. Hanging about like he was debating actually going in lol

[The Man With No Name]

I seen a guy standing outside the massage place in Dalry. Hanging about like he was debating actually going in lol

As if he was just picturing his loving wife's face...?

Which immediately convinced him and he ran through the door? 

[Jayf]

As if he was just picturing his loving wife's face...?

Which immediately convinced him and he ran through the door? 

 

[mr small]

Seen an older bloke hanging around a Romanian flat in Govanhill a while back looking up at the windows while on his phone , then obviously got the call and crossed over and up the close across the road.

Hope I don't look that obvious when punting.

 

[Jock D]

Seen an older bloke hanging around a Romanian flat in Govanhill a while back looking up at the windows while on his phone , then obviously got the call and crossed over and up the close across the road.

Hope I don't look that obvious when punting.

 

The old cliche stands  true on this one though...it takes a punter to know a punter. 

I think the vast majority of us will have been in that situation on numerous occasions if we're being honest. I like to park out of sight of the premises I'm about to visit and wait in my car until I'm given the full address...but that doesn't always guarantee you a swift entry.

Whilst you might look a bit conspicuous to anyone directly observing...why would they be in the first place...I'm not really that bothered, as I don't punt on my own doorstep anyway....and a brass neck is quite beneficial in these scenarios

[winkywanky]

The old cliche stands  true on this one though...it takes a punter to know a punter.

This.

Whilst we all feel ruthlessly exposed and obtrusive while waiting to enter the punting premises, in reality, only a fellow punter would really notice our momentary predicament.

[willie loman]

This.

Whilst we all feel ruthlessly exposed and obtrusive while waiting to enter the punting premises, in reality, only a fellow punter would really notice our momentary predicament.

Its true, the reason i started my punting life in the flats, was i didnt have the bottle to walk in or out of a sauna, oddly the guy in morrison st was so stressed he didnt notice that i was there for the same thing but at a different number, iwas pretending to have an engrossing telephone call.

[sub_marine]

George street in Aberdeen, basically any guy who looks british, isnt a chav or student, isnt shopping for fancy dress outfit or wanting there phone unlocked, is highly likely to be a punter. 

On another note, I visited an SP, Aileen2000, a few times, she was the top floor of i think 5 or 6 storey building, but as you came up the final floor, you could smell the debauchery, the combination of lube, cum, fanny juice, candles & cheap poundland airfreshner that the roms seem to love.  There is now way that the top floor neighbour didnt know what was happening, hope he was getting a special deal to keep quiet!

[donnymurdo]

Many years ago I was going to visit a SP in a block of flats , when I got in the lift another guy got in

When I pressed the button for the floor I was going to he looked at me and then said I know who you’re here to visit
I ignored him and when I was getting out he said enjoy your time
I never returned to visit that SP again ..

[foreverchanges]

Many years ago it was always a source of amusement to see the punters walking backwards and forwards outside London Street Sauna trying to build up courage or waiting for the coast to become clear before descending the steps. Some of them were so obvious in their intentions that they might as well have paraded down Broughton Street with a sandwich board announcing ' Off To See Kerry At London Street In 10 Mins Wish Me Luck!'

And how do I know this?...because I was the bloke standing over the road in the glasses and false moustache disguise pretending to be waiting for a bus!

[willie loman]

Many years ago it was always a source of amusement to see the punters walking backwards and forwards outside London Street Sauna trying to build up courage or waiting for the coast to become clear before descending the steps. Some of them were so obvious in their intentions that they might as well have paraded down Broughton Street with a sandwich board announcing ' Off To See Kerry At London Street In 10 Mins Wish Me Luck!'

And how do I know this?...because I was the bloke standing over the road in the glasses and false moustache disguise pretending to be waiting for a bus!

It is indeed the most exposed sauna entrance in Edinburgh, ive met my niece  on the pavement outside by chance, and a friends wife coming out of the convenience store, fortunately i was not on sauna business.

[sub_marine]

I remember getting a taxi with 3 colleagues from a vessel in Leith to the model shop on Lothian Road, taxi driver was convinced we were off to the sauna next door, and even pulled up next to the sauna door, but we were actually going to the model shop.  The trainspotter and plane model builder among us couldnt wait to see what was on offer.  I kept my money for a local down on Easter Road the next night

[myothernameis]

Its true, the reason i started my punting life in the flats, was i didnt have the bottle to walk in or out of a sauna, oddly the guy in morrison st was so stressed he didnt notice that i was there for the same thing but at a different number, iwas pretending to have an engrossing telephone call.

At one time Maria Massage used to work out of these flats, and like you said, we more or less can spot another punter.  Dont know if he was there to see Maria, as was aware other escorts also worked from the flats.  Guy checking his phone, and 5 min's later looked like he got a text, and headed into one of the flats.

I was early as this was my first time here, and wanted to make sure i didnt get lost, so headed  of to get something to eat, and then around 45 mins later, returned to the flats.  I messaged Maria, and she told me, she will be ready soon, and just before she texted me, the other guy walked out, now did he see Maria, I dont know

[stupat78]

I lived in Cardiff for many years and I had a flat over from one of the better saunas in Cardiff. It was very handy if I ever got the urge but it was even better for people watching.

[myothernameis]

I lived in Cardiff for many years and I had a flat over from one of the better saunas in Cardiff. It was very handy if I ever got the urge but it was even better for people watching.

See anyone famous, mp, actor, pop star, footballer, etc

[Baxter63]

I lived in Cardiff for many years and I had a flat over from one of the better saunas in Cardiff. It was very handy if I ever got the urge but it was even better for people watching.

On match days did you have hookers visiting hookers?

[stupat78]

Never seen anyone famous going in. Match days in Cardiff were insane, you didn't need hookers with all the slags from the valleys coming in for the day.

[Marmalade]

London Street must have the least discreet entrance of any knock shop. Especially if the pub on the opposite corner has crowds of drinkers outside. I'm sure Willlie has no problem as he just blends with the scenery.

[Wonderwall88]

London street and Blair street entrances feel so exposed for me. It’s running up the steps at London street hoping there’s nobody you know passing by.

[DickDiver]

London street and Blair street entrances feel so exposed for me. It’s running up the steps at London street hoping there’s nobody you know passing by.

Funnily enough I hate London At, but I find Blair St quite discreet. Always turn left and head downhill with my head down.