In Indoensia in my mis-spent youth... Well, all these beautiful little brown girls who would pick you up - cost very few bucks for all night - same cost as just a massage - man would have to be made of wood not to. Never knew if I was paying a professional or giving presents to an amateur. I'll say one thing though, they all wanted to give value for money and really made me believe they were enjoying it as much as I was. I still have a sarong that one of them slipped into my bag when she was seeing me off to the airport. Must have been crazy to leave.....