I need to reiterate.
I'm not here to provide fantasy. Reality is a splash of cold water. This is how I pick up hookers. This is also a glimpse into their damaged and uncontrolled lives. The poor have no safety nets. Getting out of poverty is even more difficult when faced with drug addiction. Half of me thinks I take advantage of their plight, knowing they will fuck for money out of desperation. The other half of me knows that they will also try any tactic to get money from me, knowing they will probably succeed. Sex is not their only option. I got a call this morning from Justice. She was stuck in some hick town forty minutes away. I told her I'd be there in an hour. She told me some guy out there wanted a date. After the deed, he pulled a gun on her. He took his money back, and shoved her out of his car. She's lucky to be alive. I believe what she tells me. She didn't call the cops. She has a warrant for some dumb court thing she won't resolve. So, she didn't want to report the ...