world's oldest profession

Tonight I drove S to work. She works in a massage parlour (brothel) down the coast. She told me she was a receptionist but has really been working as a prostitute for about a year. I had a bit of a problem with it initially but you know what, I'm cool with it now, it’s her life after all, so whatever she wants to do, she says there’s a lot of money in it, but I don’t understand how she can always be so broke if she makes lots of money? Where does it all go? I mean, I know she’s paying off a block of land, and she buys a lot of clothes and stuff, but she’s never got any money or that’s what she says. Maybe she does have money and she’s saying she doesn’t so that she doesn’t dip into her savings or something?

I went inside the place where she works, from the back door. It must be above a shop or something, cos I went up lots of stairs on the outside, and there’s a camera on the back door and the metal door is locked so they’ve got to know you to let you in. Inside there is a hallway that goes straight up the middle and all the way to the front with rooms on either side all the way along. There must be about a dozen rooms or more in all, each with a different colour or theme, and each has an ensuite bathroom, a spa and of course a big bed.

Further along the hallway there’s a door which I found out leads out to the waiting area and a small bar, that’s where the “clients” arrive from outside and wait to see the ladies to choose one. I didn't get to see out there as there was someone waiting. There’s also a big room with loads of washing machines and the walls are lined with shelving full of sheets and towels and cleaning products. You can walk through this room to a dressing room with lockers, mirrors and dressing tables along all the walls. Walk through the dressing room is a little kitchen area then the room the receptionist sits and then there’s a big loungeroom with some double and triple sofas, there was a girl dressed up and fast asleep on one of them. There's also a big tv, a dvd player, and some gaming equipment. The lounge area is accessible through the reception and also from a hallway behind the reception. There are cameras everywhere, and a lot of video surveillance screens in the reception area.

I met a few of the girls, naturally I only know their working names – Tori, Tenille, Angel, Jazz, Courtney, Lisa, Alexis, and S and M were there as well as D. There were others in the rooms apparently, with clients. D is driving S home in the morning, and I’ll have to drive her back again tomorrow, her car is in the shop. It was an interesting experience, one I never in a million years thought I’d ever have.