I told my parents I wanted to be honest with them about how I was making a living, and Mum sort of chuckled: “What are you doing, walking the streets?” I had to say, “Not far from it.” I knew it wasn’t easy news, but I tried to help them understand the comfort and companionship beyond the sex. Then I gave them space.
The topic was tiptoed around at family gatherings, but Dad began asking questions. He would ask if I had any interesting clients, and I’d joke that if he ever…
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