Subject: Merry Christmas

From: "Lizeth Sloan" <[email-masked]>
Date: Sun, 26 Dec 2004 14:57:16 +0500

I started. "For the last year I have been in the sex industry. I've made a few videos. That has been my job."

I stopped. He was expressionless. I couldn't figure out what else to say. Maybe that was enough. The information didn't sound as bad as I thought it would. I was just stating a calm fact about my life. I knew that porn was a decent way of life, maybe he would too. I knew he leaned more towards the dirt in life. His bookshelves were filled with stories about criminals and convicts, even prostitutes. He had never been on the streets but he was interested. I became more confident.

"The job is not as dirty as you might think," I went on. "It's a job like any other. There are a lot of nice, supportive people working in the industry. It has actually been very good to me. I needed to tell you because I like you and was making myself sick not being able tell the truth."

Andrew was silent, staring at the floor. He abruptly switched his eyes to mine. "So you're a prostitute?" he said.

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