The first was in the basement men's room of the Battle House Hotel. This was considered one of the very best hotels in Mobile.
There was a taxi stand outside and I had run in to use the bathroom to take a leak.
As I was coming out of the stall a short old black man who was the bathroom attendant asked me, "Do you want a blowjob?" I told him no. I am not sure if he meant himself or if he was pimping for someone else.
http://www.marriott.com/hotels/travel/mobbr-the-battle-house-a-renaissance-hotel/
The second incident happened when I stopped at a restaurant out Springhill Avenue to go in and get something to eat. As I was eating a young man kept staring at me. Finally he got up and came over to my table and asked me if I wanted a blowjob. I told him no. He kept asking and was somewhat insistent.
He said "Come on we can just go around the corner." I kept telling him no.
I asked him what made him like he was. He said, "God made me this way".
When I was young I had several other experiences with gays following me. Once in Edinburgh Scotland in the summer of 1964. I walked all over the city and noticed a guy following me through the Princess Street Gardens. Finally he gave up.
And again the same thing happened in New Orleans in the French Quarter. I was walking all over the French Quarter taking photographs. Slowly I noticed a guy was following me at a distance. I kept taking pictures and eventually he disappeared.
