like Stewie and Brian ?

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all I did was run an agency. We used the yellow pages, newspaper, etc. and there was hardly any screening. We asked for a full name, and would not give out the location until we could see the type of car he was driving. The girls were NEVER alone either. There were always at least 3 others around. How we did not get busted, I will never know lol because we were in the hottest part of town back then and had a website link right in the newspaper.

Bad clients, were few and far between because as I said, the girls were never alone. They got the money, and could not start working until it was secure in my hands. I would call the other agencies in town and give that client's name and info if we had any problems, but they were rare. Guys usually are not stupid enough to try anything when there are several women around and knives in the kitchen bwahahaha.

There were never any refunds and a full hour was bs lol. It was more like come in, no kissing, daty, just bbbj, and sex...one round, out. I would literally knock on the door if they were taking too long, and those same guys still kept coming back for that shit lol.

Funny thing, I made more money with that agency than I make now. We had at least 30 guys a week rolling through one location seeing a new girl as they came in, and no one seemed to notice shit.

It was far from the more refined, sophisticated GFE most provide today.

Do some research and post without an alias for a better response.

Unless you went to a brothel or MP where you could see the person first and back out, or you used street walkers.

I pretty much stuck to the newspapers, and somewhat with MPs..

There were no abreviations in the ads.  The typical ad went like:  "Debbie:  555-1212", and that was it.  Maybe it would give their measurements and age, but it was always fake.

Nevertheless, amazingly, I ended up seeing some really fine gals.  The problem is that they would never stick around very long, so when I found someone I really liked, chances are that they phone would be disconnected a few weeks later and I'd never see them again.

There was just one exception to that, and by God, I still know the gal 23 years later!  (Just friends though, she's retired.)

The two-call system was alive and well.  The gal would direct you to a phone booth in view of her apartment window.  When there she would ask you to call and wave or something, and she knew it was you.  I felt like some kind of secret agent.

The rates were mentioned on the phone, but things were usually a la carte, and negotiating was the norm.  In the phone call, she might say something like:  Things start at $50 (remember this was 1975), and go up.  So, $50 she would take off her top and you'd get a hand job.  All nude maybe $75, toss in a covered BJ, maybe $100, the full monty was in the range of $150-175.  For $200 maybe bare back (pre AIDS, remember).  It was almost always one and done.  A few gals were just starting to offer full one hours with two pops.  I remember the first gal who offered it to me.  As I started to get up and pull on my clothes, she said "Hey, we're not done, you've got a full hour coming.  That day I knew there was a God.  I can't remember her name, but her tits were names Starsky and Hutch.

I seem to be rambling like Grandpa Simpson.

...nothing worse than picking pubes out of the teeth. LOL  My “hobby” history started in 1972.  It was primarily finding FS in spas, saunas  and relaxalounges, yes that is what they were called.  Of course there were always street corner and car sex, don't laugh many of us experienced those days.  In the 80s there was the forerunner of backpage which was the erotic section of a weekly rag in MN called City Pages (still publish it today).  There were ads in the newspaper in an adult section for escorts and there were listings in the yellow pages.  You could not do research, almost every meeting was TOFTT  (although there was no team, everybody was on their own) and lots of gals and guys got hurt.  The pimps were thugs.  There was also a lot of BBFS in those days, STDs were thought to be eradicated by a dose of penicillin and nobody was worried about AIDS, only pregnancy (and the johns didn't care about that ).  Eventually some of the higher end girls started screening by asking the callers if they had references and talking among themselves (on the phone) but that was few and far between until the late 80s  It was very challenging to be an independent gal in those days, challenging and dangerous.  Most gals worked in a spa or sauna and paid a big percentage to the house.  Strip clubs had VIP backrooms and a guy could get laid, but the whole thing had a kind of wild west flavor until the internet age.  Today it is completely different (and much better AND safer for everyone)

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Back then It was a Jack shack (Ripoff), Massage Parlor (Ad in paper)

Hi China,

.. or a woman through a friend of a friend!!  When TER came along I was in heaven!! Even though I was behind the times in getting a cell phone!! At the beginning I had no trouble calling from my land line & getting the incall info & then showing up @ the door!!

lady would come and sit down next to you and ask you what you were looking for. It would usually include a 1/2 and 1/2 meaning a BJ and a fu*k. She would tell you which motel to go to and the room number but wait 15 minutes for her to get there first. Several girls shared the same room as the sheets were not fresh. As others have said, it was cum and done and she tried to get you to pop fast without kissing. She would let you play with her tits and starting tugging on Mr. Happy to get him semi-hard and then go down on you with hands and mouth. Then you would climb on and pop fast. No such thing as VIP. I am talking late 70's early 80's when I was a young pup.

Went to London in the late 1990's and there were playing card type ads on the phone booths. When you got to a lady's flat, there would be a menu on the bed. Then it was a CBJ or covered sex with minimal kissing and no GFE. Again, get the guy to pop and get his ass out the door.

Back in the Day

I've been around the industry for a long time.  This is my recollection, others have different experiences and memories but these are mine.
Back in the day.... pre internet

Agencies had ad's in the yellow pages and/or newspapers.
There were some agencies that were reputable and there were some that were not reputable.
They kept blacklists /  Do Not See lists. (Pen and paper did exist)
Clients who were "really" bad were - info was shared with other agencies.
Clients were screened by good agencies.
Records were kept.
LE was alive and well and 'active'. (no less - no more then currently)
Agencies would describe the physical description of the ladies they had available and the client would choose who to see based on that, then speak to the lady on the phone.
Code words were NOT used if you wanted to avoid handcuffs.  The farthest most would go is to say "full service".
Appointments were outcall.
Contrary to popular belief GFE services were not unheard of.

Independents
usually advertised in local papers or papers like LA Xpress
most ran things similar to as listed above because most started out at an agency.
Some did incall.
BUT, when your independent you can run things how you want, so some independents did things differently

BTW....
The lowest rate I ever remember was $175 for hour.

AND... I certainly do not recall and Meet and Greets, LOL.

Lauren

which was between my two marriages.  There were other ways to do it, but here's what I did.  And I just kept doing it because it worked.
First time, I cruised around the area south of the Javits Center until I saw a street girl.  CBJ in my car for $20.
Then I found some tabloid sex mags full of cheesy ads and fake pictures.  I picked a few ads and called them, got an address, went to the door and was buzzed in (always a camera there).  Up the stairs to the apartment number I was given when buzzed in.  Was ushered in and led to a room with anywhere from three to six girls.  Each introduced themself and I'd pick one. (Later, if I didn't see anyone I liked I'd go across the street to another place.)
She'd lead me to a bedroom, tell me to get comfortable and come back a few minutes later.  By then I was nekkid so the transaction could commence, the  presumption being no cop would completely disrobe (no longer true).  I'd give her the cash and she'd come back in about five minutes.
It was CBJ (mostly), DATY, CFS.  And you know what?  It was fucking hot!  Is the current version better?  Damn right!  But I had some stellar sex back then.

No internet, no review boards, and no cell phones. I made phone calls from my home phone, and form hotel room phones! (But there was also no caller id back then either)

I had good and bad experiences.

Though I dabbled in escorts early on through yellow page ads and classifieds, and such, and also tried some MPs, most of my early experiences were with SWs. One of the best things about the streetwalkers was I knew exactly what I was getting as far as looks were concerned. There was no bait and switch. Of course the performance part could be a whole other story, and I had some mediocre experiences and some bad experiences with streetwalkers. (But they were all very hot, looks wise, lol) But I actually did have some really good experiences too. Good enough that I repeated with a few. If I had a good time before, I would seek her out when I was in the area again, rather than take a chance with a new one. But there was never any gfe (of course the term wasn't even invented yet) Service basically included a cbj and cfs in a couple positions. Sometimes a massage and some cuddling, but never kissing, or daty. The Waikiki streetwalkers always had rooms somewhere nearby in a condo or hotel, so I never did car dates or picked up any and took them back to my place. I also never got arrested, jacked, robbed, beaten by pimps or anything like that. Maybe luck, but I think Waikiki was generally a pretty safe place to play with SWs. The worst experiences were just lousy perfomances. Gals that were hot looking and great in making me think I was going to have a good time, but once in the room and the money changed hands, either they turn into a dead fish, or crazy, or just too mechanical, or trying to upsell, etc.

The yellow page and classified ad experiences were hit and miss. The pics in the ads were always fake. Sometimes the gal that showed up was hot, and sometimes not. Sometimes they sent what you asked for, and sometimes not. Some of the agencies would ask you what you wanted: ie, tall short, big boobs, small boobs, blonde, brunette, redhead, etc., and sometimes they did pretty good at "filling the order," and sometimes they would send someone almost completely the opposite, which made you wonder why did they even ask? Obviously they are sending the only girl that was available, and you really didn't have a choice.

The internet and sites like TER definitely made it a lot easier to almost guarantee a good experience every time.

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Less Trouble!! It Was Like This For Me Back In The 80's!

My life back in the middle to late 80's as an escort was in many ways easier than it is now.

I worked for an agency in Knoxville, Tennessee that was ran by a very nice woman for about 3 years until she retired and closed it.  She usually charged 200 to 250 for an hour which was of course out call.  I always got half of what she charged and all of my tips.  Her agency was advertised in the phone book.  

For most of those years I carried a beeper, so I could do what I wanted to, until I got beeped by my agency letting me know I had a call to go to.  I would go to a pay phone and call in, get the information and go to the appointment.  I would call me agency when I arrived as a safety measure letting them know all was alright and also when I was leaving.  If anything was wrong or I was in danger we always had a code word to say in the phone so that my agency could try to get help to me.

After my boss closed her agency, I occasionally toured Myrtle Beach and Nashville, plus still worked in Knoxville, for 2 more years, then I quit working as an escort until I started up again about 5 years ago.

In all those years of working back then without all the safety measures we now have with the internet, I never ran into LE, got hurt or had anything bad really happen to me, except for one incident.  In that incident, I had walked into an out call and the man grabbed my purse and ran out.  That was it!

I also was providing GFE before I even knew about the term "GFE".

Providing back in the old days in my opinion wasn't that bad and actually was alot less trouble than it is these days!

Dreamy

Since I can't speak for any provider, I'm just gonna answer the questions that relate to the client point of view.

As far as types of ladies...we looked at ads and we had to either believe photos, or we had to rely on the woman to describe herself as being accurate.

The two-call system always was in place.  It just means call once to get an appointment and an approximate address (usually an intersection), and then another call to verify you are at said approximate address and then getting the real address.

There were no "meet and greets" in the old days.

People still asked details, but they were more sly about it.  You didn't ask about whether a girl did a blowjob without a condom and whether she swallowed.  You just read between the lines when she said it was a "good time" or "full service."  Rates were still quoted as rates ("My rate is 300.")

It's really not that different than now.  It was just more primitive.