My b&s was my 4th or 5th, punt, penarth rd, diagonal corner to the black and white cafe, profile stunning model, woman opened the door in the dark , went in as you do, in to room and a middle aged , no figure , going bald, believe me , I thought she would show me to the room ware the model resided, while asking me in Broken English do I want 30 mins or an hour she dropped her skirt to the ground, I shit my self again and fled, thank god I'd not handed any money over which went to show how shit she was. All part of the learning curve I like to think ?