My own first experience with prostitution happened the year I started high school. Prostitution had been legal for some thirty years by then.The laws,...for some time, had permitted boys as young as 14 to enjoy the services of licensed houses of female prostitution if accompanied by their father or male guardian. My first two visits were with my dad. The minimum age for a girl wishing to enjoy a male prostitute was 16, and only if accompanied by her mother or a female guardian.On my first visit I. Seeing her dad wasn’t home yet, she went out the sliding glass doors and to the pool, laying her towel on a chair. Leaping into the water, she swam across the pool and surfaced, pushing her hair back from her face. The water felt good on her skin in the late spring heat. Soon she’d be out of school, and wouldn’t have to worry as much about Nicole LaFrain and her stupid self, she thought, swimming around the pool in random patterns.Rob Barnett worked hard, and he liked to enjoy his time off. The beachfront was completely lined with houses, with a road running parallel to the ocean connecting all the streets. On the bayside of the island several streets ran into the bay like fingers, providing the owners of those houses with bulkheads for docking their boat. The main thorough fare on the island is State Route 35, which runs North and South for the entire length of the residential portion of the island. It is a concrete road, one lane in each direction on the northern third of the. She held it up, looked it over, and hung the delicate underwear back on the rack. When she was holding up a lacy, see-through black bra, he realized he'd been staring too long. The woman spotted his gaze right through the translucent fabric, threw the bra in her cart and raised an eyebrow at him. That feeling of being caught--that horrible red-faced surge of embarassed excitement coursing through him--it stayed with him as he passed through the the mostly empty aisles of forbidden fabrics.Even.