Sex Worker

And with that, I became a Taxi Dancer. Ten cents a dance, that's what they pay me.

Taxi Dancer: Giving Myself Away, One Song At A Time

I did it for the money, sure, but also out of a strange mixture of boredom, perversion, and self-abnegation. Giving myself away, one song at a time.


Prostitute (Accidentally?) Murders Google Exec Aboard His Yacht

The death of Google exec Forrest Timothy Hayes serves as a harrowing reminder of why sex with strangers can prove all too costly.