All The News For Atlanta Escorts.

In my ongoing quest to help us all understand why, after countless generations of humanity, sex for money is still frowned upon, I bring you yet another head-shaking tale of sadness. If prostitution was undertaken in a respectable, business-like way, no one would give a shit anymore, I really believe that. Well, if there was a lack of general crack-use in some circles, pimps, creepy ladies on street corners and a clutter of miscellany that, by and large, would make any industry look unseemly, plus the respectable, business-like thing, then there’d be no issue. That’s why escorts rarely get hassled in the news unless it’s a big celebrity/politician bust. They’re not ruining anyone’s day. They’re being decent folk providing a service that other people really, really want, no matter how much the world continues to deny it.

That said, this is a story about a five dollar bill and candy. Specifically, solicitation with the attached price tag of $5 and a Jawbreaker.

There are many, many things in this world worthy of $5 and a Jawbreaker. Especially if you’re 12. You could mow a lawn for a neighbor, or take out the garbage for your folks, or help your little brother with his homework, whatever. When you’re a 33 year old woman offering to suck off a dude who also happens to be a cop, you should not say $5 and a Jawbreaker. It doesn’t even matter how much you need $5 and a fucking Jawbreaker. Ask for $20 and buy a few Jawbreakers.

I like to think maybe she was in a pinch and needed the cash for busfare or something and the Jawbreaker because maybe she was diabetic and had low blood sugar. And she pondered what to do, and even considered my $20 option, but then decided that she wasn’t going to try to financially abuse a person and instead was only going to ask for what she needed. I want to think that.

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