I lost it in late 2001, I was 8 years old, the last few pages of the Inner West Courier (local newspaper) contained adult services. Ryan, my friend during that time shared an idea with me and Joshua: if we save up the money our parents gave us to buy something from the canteen, we could by an hour session with Tamara, a stunning Brazilian escort who charged $350 per hour. Took me 9 months to save up $[i]117[/i], Ryan called her, she inquired about our ethnicity (Ryan is ½ Italian, ½ Australian, I'm Indian and Joshua is Korean) which she didn't have a problem with, I assumed she doesn't do business with people of a [i]certain race[/i]. We used the white pages street directory to locate her address (didn't have access to smartphones back then and dial up connection was a luxury) she lived in [url=http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ashfield,_New_South_Wales]Ashfield[/url], her house was big, we rang the buzzer and she came down to open the door escorted by a massive Polynesian in a suite who was no doubt a guard. At first she was hesitant because we were young and the cops might have been using us as bait but we told her we arrived alone and begged her to accept us being the desperate, young perverts we were. Joshua exchanged his coins for notes, me and Ryan didn't think of that, we both gave her a bag filled with a shitload of coins which made her laugh, she and her guard counted it to make sure. She gave in, We each got 20 minutes with her, Ryan went first. Me and Josh were told to take a seat in the lounge were another guard was present. After Ryan was finished Joshua went second, Ryan talked to me about how amazing it was and went into detail about his experience while we were waiting for Joshua. Joshua finished, now it was my turn, I fornicated for 20 minutes but it felt like 4 minutes. Guess there is some truth to the saying [i]Time flies when you're having fun[/i].