Once upon a time I answered an ad that read, “Typist wanted. Must be comfortable with adult material.” The next thing I knew, I was cleaning, cooking, and shopping for an upscale escort in Chicago.
Between trying to swindle lingerie stores, acting as backup in fights with johns, and trying to convince my Catholic mother that my boss was a couples counselor, I learned some valuable lessons about sex and life.
They couldn’t really be called morals, but I guess they’re somewhat moral.
This is ultimately a story about two very different women who formed an unlikely relationship and learned to appreciate each other. . .even if one did sometimes try to pimp the other out.