I can’t argue with the number of posts (and assume so many that don’t post) of people who say they are touched by this article.

“WOW! Hookers are people, too!? How poignant!”

If it reaches people, it’s worthwhile, right?

Have fun writing for the masses, Jordan.

@petey pie: I’m a dirtsack?!!? You fantasize about paying a woman to go to dinner with you. Does that make you more noble than a john who wants sex???

Good luck with that.

I am sure the hooker would much rather have sex (easy) and be on her way than have to fake a human relationship (difficult)

I am just someone who seems to think that it is not all that groundbreaking to realize that the woman you pay for (anything) is a human being, with the full spectrum of reality and feelings that EVERY human being comes with.

Prostitutes have thoughts, feelings and emotions? I don’t know what most people here were reading but this article is mindless, stuck-up drivel.

I pity you more than the prostitute to be honest, the thought of your little experiment and then feeling like you did some good for the world through your hard hitting report.

Going by the comments, it seriously looks like a lot of very sheltered people are reading this.

Really, really sad. But unfortunately not for the reasons you intended.

Peace,
David

I’m surprised no one asked these two questions:
(1) What did your mother say about this?
(2) What did you REALLY want?

See you at the party!!

Awesome article. Keep cuddling those prostitutes.

Good luck in Madagascar!

Neil

After reading your article and all the gushingly caring and pseudo-analytical psychology in the comments…I have but one thing to add:

You. Got. Robbed.

Dude, you just paid 100$ to listen to a girl’s problems. It would have been cheaper to take a girl out on a date to a decent restaurant. You would have a least had a good meal.

Which is to say I find way too few things which are genuine.

Maybe not as good as Dostoyevsky, but Way good.

greetings from Greece xD

I doubt it will work as well as the Dominican Republic’s, or better yet Puerto Rico’s, “Cockfighting is part of our culture” nonsense, but hey, if it attracts dirty prostitutes for over-privledged white people to make fun of and then realize that it’s all not so funny, well, all the better.

Good luck in Madagascar, I think you’re going to need it.

And best of luck to Toni, too.

Everybody seems so touched and moved.

I feel disappointed.

You entered into the deal, no risks to your image , “all I want is to cuddle”, so you could already feel morally superior and righteous.
You so astutely observed the most cliche and predictable “human condition” in a prostitute’s life, that what she really wants is “love”, or “platonic and friendly attention”. Give me a break. Where was your edge? Where was your risk? “she didn’t want me to leave” You are so generous, I can’t help but think of.. oh no, wait, you actually brought up Mother Theresa yourself… how convenient.
So, instead of most johns, you paid to get off on feeling generous and saintly. It would be different if it stopped there, but no, in addition, you get to use the material for your column.

So she wrote about it… your suspicions were correct, my ass. I am not surprised that a working girl wrote about how much fun it was, and encouraged more guys to come cuddle with her. Come off it.

Ok, maybe some folks still need the age old lesson that hookers are people, too. This column was interesting, but pretty self righteous and god awfully cheesy. The humanity was predictable, mundane, I am left with the feeling that you got exactly what you expected from the experience.

Here’s a thought: you were a decent human being for an hour and a half. Try to see how far you can stretch that.

I Stumbled in. Now I’m going to Stumble on out.

Will you marry me?

You just described a good movie there.it would’ve been nice if she found someone though

:]

You were with a “professional” that makes her livelihood using other people and telling them what they want to hear.

Your experience sounds more like a seasoned pro making the easiest $100 of the day from a naive kid, and she didn’t even have to get screwed, although you did.

Some days, the ‘unloved’ will enjoy a cuddling session. If friendly attention and comfort was what she was looking for, she wouldn’t have been doing what she’s doing. Not that I’m saying she’s bad or what she does makes her horrible. She’s disillusioned. She needs to wake up, and sentimentalized cuddling sessions or friendly attention etc can’t solve her — or just about anybody’s — problems.

Just my tuppence.

Do they have male bouncer-tough guys? I would imagine so. I would also imagine they have hidden cameras in the rooms in case someone got too rough or did something illegal. Maybe even to check up on the girls and their wage reports. I wonder about the details legalities of what they can do to you?

How young were you at the time? Were your a virgin? Are you still one if that was the case? Just wondering why anyone would turn down a blowjob? I guess they really go by the money, though.

Also, were some of the women so repulsively scummy that you weren’t interested at all? Were there older women with cakes of makeup on?

I once saw a TV piece about a brothel worker who had a “normal” family including husband and she made $200,000 a year.

I don’t know, really nothing attracts me to Nevada. I used to gamble until I realized how stupid it was and had to go bankrupt because of it. Oh well, how else is a desert state going to make any money?

Nice last article, my friend.

Although i still would have nailed her afterwards…

Although now I might not have to do it any more ;-) Good post!

Thanks Jordan, it really was an awesome read.

~Gina

That girl is so super lucky to have been treated to an hour ofyour decency and life-affirmation. Blech. Stop trying so hard, dude. You grew up white and middle-class. Your mom loves mayo and you love sushi. Go home.

I’m in Ontario Canada. We have very little “services” like vegas but what we do have is not of high quality. I guess the main concern is STD’s etc.

If I was in your position, I would have cuddled with Toni and I would have asked her about her job as well. I curious if you would go back to her? maybe offer her a lunch date. I know there isn’t much a future in it but you never know maybe she’ll be looking for work somewhere else.

Great article!

Id recommend getting a website of your own, chronicling your time in Madagascar and the lemurs!

Good article… but, I would have at least got a blow job out of the deal!

I kid! kinda…

I commend you and hope to someday be able to write with such attentiveness to life as a whole.