A couple of stories about the wonderful subject of open sores. Once upon a time I had an ingrown hair on my penis. I made the mistake of trying to squeeze it out, gouged the skin and a small infection set in which rapidly scabbed over. I'm sure if I had presented Mr. Johnson to anyone while it was healing it would have not only looked really gross, but a sure sign of herpes - which I don't have. Never even had a cold sore.
Story #2 - I encountered a woman with a huge sore on her lower lip. Eek, herpes!! She swore up and down and sideways it was not a herpes sore, but she had burned herself on a hot cup of coffee and it blistered her lip. True? Who knows.
I guess my point is, how can you tell? You can't, and any plausible explanation should be met with scepticism. If a provider encounters open sores she should not carry out the service, but I wonder how many would take the money and try to provide limited or alternate service.
Story #2 - I encountered a woman with a huge sore on her lower lip. Eek, herpes!! She swore up and down and sideways it was not a herpes sore, but she had burned herself on a hot cup of coffee and it blistered her lip. True? Who knows.
I guess my point is, how can you tell? You can't, and any plausible explanation should be met with scepticism. If a provider encounters open sores she should not carry out the service, but I wonder how many would take the money and try to provide limited or alternate service.