About 25 years ago, I commuted to Manchester from Burnley on the X43 and would often start the return journey from the old Chorlton Street bus station.
At the time, the area was renowned for working girls approaching the unwary, as I was the first time, offering cheap blow jobs and knee tremblers. The one that sticks in the memory, must have been late 40s, early 50s, and toothless. I think she offered OWO for a tenner. I politely declined and left her to gum her way through her bag of chips
EM