
“Approximately 2 hours later she left with $4,300 cash.”
I can totally understand this. A middle aged, still vital man, loaded with testosterone, with an aging wife of many years, probably nearing menopause. I can understand that.
I can understand the fee, too. We don’t really pay them for sex, we pay them to go away and keep their mouth shut (so to speak). So the fee isn’t a measure of the girl, it is a measure of the man: how much he is prepared to pay for silence.
And I can sort of understand the choice of girl. Well, not really, wouldn’t be my type. In fact, this lady would have to pay me and — probably still not get any. But OK. Eye of the beholder and all.
But… two hours?! Two?!
New York State of Crime, Episode 2: An Affair to Remember