Month: December 2013
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Places I have worked part 3
I’ve always hated this corny song, although this version seems tolerable. Play it while you read my post. A brothel next to a nunnery. Seriously, it was. There was a convent next door to Tudor Court where nuns lived. Once some visiting elderly nuns walked up our path accidentally while the girls were all sitting…
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Places I have worked part 2
London. London was a very strange town to find work in. Luckily I wasn’t desperate for money but I thought it would be interesting to check out the sex work scene, mainly so I could say I had done it. Even though it was equally as illegal to be a sex worker as it was…
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Places I have worked part 1
This is the first part in a series of reminiscences about places I have worked. I mentioned earlier that I had worked as a sex worker one summer as a teenager, back then when it was still illegal. The Penthouse was the first place I worked in when I entered the sex industry in Australia.…
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Places I have worked – how did I get into sex work?
Image: Wellington Harbour, where I entered into the sex industry as a ship girl Most people who get into sex work get into it initially for one reason and one reason only – they need money fast. Sometimes lingering under or just above the surface though, is an interest in or fascination with the sex…
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The money, honey part 2
Disclaimer: This lovely pile of dosh was not all earned by Amber O’Hara, neither is it indicative of an amount a “typical” sex worker could expect to earn on a daily basis in New Zealand One skill that all working girls could consider getting would be the knowledge of how to keep a cash…
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The money, honey part 1
It’s not that hard to go legit as a hooker, so I thought I would share a few things that I have found in case any other working girls who read my blog are interested. The first thing is to remember that we are actually in a pretty fortunate position here in New Zealand,…