I'm tempted to go into a long story about how I befriended a prostitute once, maybe a story for another time. Actually I still think about her sometimes, I'd love to know what she's up to. But the stories this girl used to tell me, my goodness.
I would be lying if I said the thought had never crossed my mind. Let's face it, it's been a very long time since I last felt a womans touch (for a whole bunch of reasons I wont go into right now). But a huge part of me could just never bring myself to go through with it, and rest of me simply couldn't justify the money.
At this point in my life I'd have to be trippin some pretty mad balls to seriously consider it. But I hold no judgment against people, male or female, who feel they need the release.
Like Charlatan, I just hope to god that a pro gets themselves into this line of work out of choice, and have not been forced into it. Oooooooooh mother Russia, if only knew what was happening to your daughters now. But the sexual slave trade is getting worse in other countries too, stuff like that just flat out depresses me too
