I've posted a new letter to Letters from Working Girls: "I Wanted Them To Leave Happy."
"We read magazines, watched soaps, constantly ordered food, talked-talked-talked. If a girl fit in--didn't try to over charge, didn't overtly try to steal customers from other girls or take them 'outside,' did her share of the work, and didn't shoot drugs, she could stay. If not, we'd push her out."
I love this letter. It features my favorite sex character in years. A man the girls called Park Bench.
Thanks, Anonymous Working Girl, for sharing your story.
Are you a working girl or a john with a story? Email me.
