“What was your motivation to get into this kind of business?” my client asked me as I told him my charges for the night once we got in the room.
I hadn’t seen the question coming because most worker’s clients have no time for preambles. Theirs is pay, get it and leave. My client tonight was a young handsome man in his late 20s. The gold ring on his finger was the only reason I suspected he was a married man. ?
I did not have an immediate answer so I retorted: “…and why have you left your wife for prostitutes… I am in business!”
Deep inside me I knew I would give anything to live a more decent life, but prostitution had gotten into me and now I could not free myself! His smile was the kindest I have ever seen in my entire life as a worker. “Would you really be interested in knowing why I am here?” He gently responded sending frightening memories of the warning my “mentors” in work had issued.