Me too. Usually I was on my way to or from church. The first time it happened my mother had let ke go to a slumber party for a classmate's birthday on the condition that I take a skirt suit and polished shoes with me, and show up on time for choir rehearsal before the 9AM worship service. Neat, navy blue A-line, knee-length skirt with a pink blazer with white and navy trim, and a white camisol for modesty. Off-black stockings and black patent flats from 9 West. Sunday best. A sedan followed me while I approached the elevated train. The driver gestured wildly, so I looked. He was not specific. Just offerred me money. He was offended that I did not want it. There was an empty carseat in the back. Fucking cunt had the nerve to reproduce his filthy, worthless DNA.
Once I was going back to my high school after grabbing a slice of pizza for lunch. Cabbie offered me money. Some kind of Asian. Pakistani, Indian, Bangladeshi. One of those.
Shitty black dudes almost never offered me money. The one who did was a former D-list celebrity. He made his offer publicly. In front of people at a small party. I can't be sure, but I think he wanted me to do what he offered to pay me for in front of everyone. White men treated me like a whore when I was a girl too; I'm just saying they were not alone. I must not be young anymore. I have not been mistaken for a prostitute in about 6 years.
Black girls and young women disappear all the time without anyone investigating. Other girls in their locality go missing, and a public search is launched. Black girls go missing and they are called runaways. It does not make the news. I read their families' pleas on social media. If they are ever found, it becomes obvious they were kidnapped, raped, murdered, and discarded like trash. I saw the launch of a movement to "Find Our Black Young Women" or something like that. But it fizzled.
I know what you mean. I wish you didn't know what I mean.