Cunny Corner

09/09/2026

Most pr******tes had a skill preference they would be sought out for. Not all wanted to offer full s*x, that was kept for a partner, if they had one, but still wanted to bring in a little extra cash.

Despite some preconceptions, the women and girls were as clean as anyone else, sometimes more so, they weren't going to get a customer if they weren't. Fetching water from the pump was a bind but had to be done, soap was reasonably cheap and a wash in cold water certainly woke anyone up but they liked their comforts as much as anyone else so would heat water on the fire. As their hair was long, hair washing became a production line, several girls helping each other to wash, rinse and comb through their hair.

Teeth were brushed with salt if it was available, if not, a finger in a rag had to do or just a wet toothbrush. Customers had a plethora of girls to choose from so cleanliness, unless the chap wanted a grubby girl, was the norm.

Older women with no teeth, known as a gummer nubs, didn't have to worry about a toothbrush, they were sought after for all the reasons you may suspect.

06/09/2026

1840. Lavinia and her compatriot Emma, were trawling Exeter for an easy mark. Being a pr******te was tiring, if it wasn't their knee's aching from the cobbles then their arm ached. Unless they were ambidextrous, in which case that was a bonus, but still...

Oh to come across some money that didn't include having to be groped or pretend some sweaty chap is the highlight of their day.

Trudging along the street, Emma nudged Lavinia, she'd spotted an easy mark.

James Colman, an elderly Mason, strolling home after a convivial evening, had no idea what was about to happen.

Sneaking up on James, deftly moving either side of him, they each hooked an arm through his and much to his surprise, the girls thrust their free hands into the front pockets of his breeches extracting his money.

Releasing a startled James, the girls hitched up their skirts and ran. Ducking into a passage breathless and triumphant they counted their ill gotten gains. In what had taken less than a minute they had one sovereign, two half crowns, a penny and a farthing.

James may have been slow on his feet but there was nothing wrong with his eyesight. He remembered Lavinia. Arrested and convicted, Lavinia was sentenced to eight months in Exeter prison. That sentence, for robbing James, was also for all the robberies she hadn't been caught for.

Would Lavinia learn anything from her incarceration? Definitely. Most of it would have consisted of sharing ideas with other pr******tes on how to be better at robbing inebriated men.

04/09/2026

Local pr******tes, not keen on having someone scrabbling around in their undercarriage, even on a good day, had to get savvy.
There were many different swindles they used, this is one of them…

Edward Tout, from Yarnscombe, was in Barnstaple with money to spend at the fair, any stranger in town spending freely was a magnet to pr******tes who liked to eat and sleep under a roof. 11pm in the Admiral Vernon, in Maiden Street, Barnstaple, two of them were watching Edwards every move.

Noticing Edward was preparing to leave, both women slid outside, positioned themselves either side of the door and waited. As Edward came out, Jane Dolman turned to him and sliding a hand up his thigh asked, ‘how for farmer, tonight?’
Edward, not attracted or having drowned his libido, knew he wouldn’t rise to the occasion, pushed through the two young women to get to the street. Janes co-conspirator left immediately.

Edward put his hand in his pocket, realised his money, a sovereign and twenty four shillings, was missing and raised hell. He caught hold of Jane and shouted for the police. This brought a crowd into Maiden Street who did not want the police all up in their business and would have set about letting Edward know this.

Jane made no attempt to get away. In court Edward couldn’t say for definite Jane had robbed him. As Jane only had a few pence on her, she was acquitted. Jane would have gone to the agreed meeting place, met her friend and shared Edwards money. Jane created a distraction so Edward could be robbed. This method was in 1837, already ages old and inebriated men fell for it every time.

The girls would have bought pies, and likely roasted potatoes over a good fire and toasted Edward with Gin and hot water while uproariously laughing at the naiveté of men.

02/09/2026

Elizabeth Gaydon, in 1876, was a widow with five children and no doubt worried sick as to how she was to provide for them and pay the rent.

Someone, knowing her situation, likely had a chat with her or she knew someone in a similar position, saw them thriving and asked how.

Beggars can't be choosers when the rent is due and the workhouse held no appeal whatsover. So, Elizabeth went into business letting pr******tes use rooms in her tiny house in Princess St, Barnstaple (often called Prince's St)

This was going well until P.S. Eddy was tipped off, the chap Popham, wanted for theft, was at Mrs Gaydons. Off he goes at 1am, confident of an arrest and finds the door locked. Of course it was. Everything in there was illegal and everyone knew, if you didn't want the police just walking into your house, lock the feckin door.

With his ear to the door P.S Eddy hearing voices, demanded the door be opened at once. Elizabeth, her first time dealing with the police, would have been terrified.

She would have been told to take her own sweet time opening the door while people frantically dressed or threw themselves over the back wall.

In a downstairs room were two pr******tes and two men either too drunk to run away or just didn't care. P. S. Eddy asked if Popham was in the house, the inebriated quadrant gave assurances he wasn't. Haven't seen him for ages, last heard he was in South Molton, that sort of thing.

P.S Eddy, unconvinced, searched upstairs. Popham was found hiding under a bed.

Elizabeth, along with Popham, was arrested. As it was her first offence she was fined forty shillings! If poor Elizabeth had forty shillings she wouldn't have opened a knocking shop. Off to prison she went, for a month.

Her terror at being apart from her children and being in prison, would have been mollified by inmates assuring her, she was one of them, word would go to her family to see to the children and keep the house. If the landlord wanted her out, another house would be found.

Business advice regarding charging more, being paid upfront and keeping money back for a fine in future would also be dispensed.

30/08/2026

1863. having got a good price at market for his cattle, a farmer from Burrington rewarded himself by visiting various public houses to indulge in their potent beers. He was considerably more than three sheets in the wind when he began espousing the benefits of marital fidelity. Completely unaware of a less than enthusiastic audience, he relentlessly droned on about his moral stance regarding his vows and generally bored everyone to death with how chaste he was in the company of other women.

Just when his fellow drinkers were losing the will to live, the farmer stepped outside to be met by a comely nymph of the pave, she put her arms around his neck and kissed him. All thoughts of his fidelity abruptly disintegrated. When he opened his eyes, the comely w***h had cast herself into the wind along with the £26 he’d had in his pocket.

Whoever she was would have been in the pub watching him imbibing more and more of the beer. Noticing him beginning to stir for home, she would have slipped out ready to make her move and knew exactly what would undo him.

All he could hope for was to cancel the £5 cheque that had been in his purse. A pr******te was sat at home, throwing coal on the fire with gay abandon and counting her spoils before he even got to the police station.

29/08/2026

28/08/2026

Young, not yet proficient in the trade, pr******tes, would go to older women for advice. Many different methods were tried, this is one of them.

What can you do so you don't get pregnant? It’s a bit hit and miss my girl. You can try a cup, its not fool proof but better than nothing. Fetch me a candle, not a good one, they’re too precious to put up your f***y adams. A tallow candle, that’s it, the cheap ones. They stink but a chap in heat won’t notice.

Right, melt that in a dish over the fire, when it’s cool but not solid, get it in your hands and mould it to a cup shape, like a small bowl. That’s it. Now, put one leg up on that chair and push the cup upside down up your fluff. Yes really.

Got it right up there? As far as you can push it? Right, now walk around, it has to mould to your shape, that’s it. I know its uncomfortable but what do you expect? Our work is all about the man’s pleasure not ours. Walk a bit more. I know it feels like you’ve got something foreign in your f***y adams. That’s the point. Besides, there will be a lot more foreigners up there before the day’s out.

Now, listen up, when you’ve had a customer that cup will be full, you will feel it, I dare say some will be escaping but it will be heading down your leg which is what you want. Either come home or find a privy, put your leg up on something and rummage for that cup, pull it out and if there’s water nearby give it a swill out, if not, wipe it on your dress.

Yes I know its messy but better than being pregnant girl. Besides, you can charge more for those who want to spill the seed. They don’t know they’re spilling it into a bit of old candle.

Photo; Pinterest.com

27/08/2026

TONIGHT! Thursday 27th August, 7.30pm.

26/08/2026

Queen Mary, less affectionately known as Bloody Mary, took a break from burning Protestants to tackle prostitution.

Suitable revolted by the pr******tes libidinous lifestyle, Mary, not known for her sense of humour, had the women rounded up and jailed. Their energy was to be exhausted by running on treadmills to grind corn.

The women were not happy. Their customer base, denied bodily pleasures, was positively outraged. Men banded together to raid the prisons and free the pr******tes. This, to the happiness of all concerned, was achieved.

Mary, all heart, went back to burning Protestants.

25/08/2026

The patriachy was in full flow in the Elizabethan era. William Haughten produced plays focusing on 'unmarried women'
Meaning pr******tes.

He stated s*x before marriage and frivolous spending should be punished with a**l s*x, which tells us a lot about William.