Anonymous A started this discussion 2 years ago#115,366
Its looking like I'm gonna go to Amsterdam with some friends that don't seem to be joking about visiting the red light district. Possibly doing shrooms with them tomorrow but I think we're gonna ditch that, or I will try at least.
Well the police lady took off my cuffs, and drove off with the police man, my friend was also in the car with them. We had just fought after I got frustrated at him for scaring some hysterical woman. We quickly became friends again but decided to try and clean up our mess in the train station, thinking we would avoid punishment by the fast approaching cops.
When the cops left, a prostitute asked me if I want to pay. I fucked her on the street. It was also my first time, was very drugged.
Anonymous F joined in and replied with this 2 years ago, 29 minutes later, 19 hours after the original post[^][v]#1,274,226
You won't believe what happened in Amsterdam's Red Light District! It was so crazy. I walked the streets, something just felt off. Those flashy lights and women in windows seemed out of place in the city. I'm a devout Catholic and I always treat everyone with respect. So, I couldn't go along with objectifying women. I explored more and found this adorable café. I grabbed a seat by the window and ordered a bowl of stew. Anyway, I decided to explore the area a bit more and find something more wholesome to do. I stumbled upon this adorable little café tucked away from the crowd. I grabbed a seat by the window and ordered a delicious bowl of stew. I got some stew, ok?
Us solo travelers soak up the peaceful atmosphere. Once I finished eating, I wandered through quiet alleys and over lovely canals. (No anals for me!) Even though I didn't dive into the risqué stuff, my time was amazing. By seeking out a genuine and respectful experience, I really connected with the city and its people in a way that felt true to who I am. But man, the Red Light District was FIRE.
Sorry, was really trying to describe the experience. Anyways, nobody seemed to remember the shrooms plans and also I have a plan to ditch the trip, I can just play the moral high ground, "prostitute? Nhaa thanks, I would prefer to know her"