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The year-old former attorney-general of New York, who was tipped as a future Democratic candidate for the presidency, has already cringed his way through a public televised apology to Silda, his wife of 21 years.
I apologise first and most importantly to my family. I apologise to the public, whom I have promised better. As one commentator put it: The New York Times said: His short, arrogant statement simply was not enough; not from the Sheriff of Wall Street. What makes a man pay for a woman when the cost, in every sense, is so high? At those prices, it is no longer about the sex. After all, no matter how fancy the preamble in such encounters, the outcome is much the same. It is, however, all about power.
A man who can afford such fees is already very successful and admired professionally. People depend on him for their livelihood. His paid-for companion must be worthy of such a man. Conversely, the mighty business mogul who is tired of being fawned over may hanker after someone who simply makes him feel like a man again. Henri II of France valued his lifelong mistress Diane de Poitiers as much for her intellect as for her other charms.
She is equally enchanting during a casual evening in jeans. Thailand and Vietnam are especially notorious as destinations for sex tourists. And since Cracked has developed a habit of interviewing prostitutes over the last year for totally official reasons and not at all because we need somebody to hold us while we cry, we decided to speak with Diem Phu Nu.
Diem was a Ho Chi Minh City moped prostitute. A moped is the third most hilarious vehicle for a prostitute to use, behind a jetpack and the Oscar Mayer Wienermobile. For poorer women like me, prostitution is seen as a fairly acceptable way to get income. I started when I was 15, not because we were starving and needed groceries although I did help them out on expenses -- I simply wanted some spending money, and part-time prostitution was a way to get it.
I had a lot of English-speaking clients who wanted to take me to dinner as part of the escort experience, so I got free meals, too. It may seem tragic to you, but I was OK with it, and so was my family. The street caller who got clients for me was a family friend, and he looked out for me.
An unexpected fringe benefit: Many of my clients were talkers, and that wound up helping me out a lot in school. I got top grades in English thanks to all the practice I got with clients.
You can study quietly in a library, or you can study while having sex and getting paid for it. Seemed like a better deal to me. It's really only tourists who look down on us for it. One white woman passed me and an older guy holding hands in the street once and told us that "we should be ashamed of ourselves.
I certainly didn't feel ashamed or abused while hooking; I felt like I was 62 percent of the way to a bitchin' scooter. You may think that starting work as a prostitute is as easy as dressing sexily and actually accepting those lewd offers the guys are yelling at you anyway.
But without a "caller," you'll be lost. Callers are basically those guys who twirl around big arrow signs to get people into mattress stores and pizza joints, but for sex workers. No, they don't dance on the street corners while spinning vagina-shaped signs -- they call out to passing tourists and carefully screen prospective clients.
Each one knows what the prostitutes they represent can handle. Zhang Han Figuratively and literally. They'll avoid pairing most of us with heavyset people.
Many Vietnamese women are small, so a large, heavy man will be a problem. If the client persists and asks for us specifically, they will have to meet us for dinner rather than riding with us straight to the destination. That's not because we hate them -- fat tourists on mopeds are more of a physics problem than a moral one. The established callers all have their own turf, and they'll chase away any unrepresented prostitute they see working their area.
Other areas are absolutely filled with moped-straddling hookers already, and thus the market is as saturated as But, at least in my city, a surprising amount of thought goes into pairing each customer with the best prostitute for his wants and needs. We're a service industry, and just because we're literally servicing our customers doesn't mean we phone it in. Say the client gets waved over to a caller. It's not like a taxi stand, where you hop into the first available opening. The caller and the client speak for a while first.
Sometimes clients have specific wants -- anything from a classy escort experience to hardcore BDSM. Then their preference is divided into age, figure, sex, and ethnicity. It's like building your own video game character, only you get to fuck it once you're done.
After the caller finds out exactly what the client wants, only then does he contact the most fitting available prostitute. For longer negotiations, the caller might even stop at a drink stand and treat the client to some booze. The customer gets their free drunk on, while the street caller talks it over with the girls until a decision is reached upon who, exactly, is the best prostitute for the job at hand.
Many massage parlors here are fronts for sex. There's no dinner, no conversation or getting to know each other a little first -- just straight to the "show.
If you're confused by that distinction, join the club. Of course, I'm sure the massage girls think we're whores because we don't even throw a friendly massage in first.