Hooray, we are two hundred posts old! PART THREE Speaking of whores I have recently realised that they are becoming more sophisticated. There was once a time when if you arrived in a city, especially Durban and you wanted your fix you had to struggle to know who to invite into your hotel room. You could prowl the Victoria Embankment like a stalker and still not find something that tickles your fancy. These days some sophisticated whores now carry business cards. Suppose the ride the fist time around resembled an M3 spin then next time you come to town you will know exactly who to call. The cards are funnily made with the whore's pseudonym. Example 'Maria Vuna - Professional Sex Worker' then there is her cellphone numbers and email address. Some have blogs where they will post their adventures with a customer if he was too outstanding or too limp. The part I like is the one where they mention the business they do, 'full-house, chocolate box on request with extra cash'. Then interesting enough these days they also accept credit and debit cards at the hoerhuis and have ultra-violet lights to verify that the crisp R200 note you transact with is not fake. If it's fake they don't beat you down but just send you packing. The sex industry has moved into another level - one day it will be bigger than us, for now we (the clients) are still in charge. WARNING: DON'T ACCEPT THEIR DRINKS. YOU MIGHT WAKE UP THE FOLLOWING DAY ON THE KERB WITHOUT A KIDNEY OR LIVER, THAT'S IF YOU'LL WAKE UP AT ALL.