The year is now 2186 and sex work is a common occupation. Nearly every young person knows at least one friend, sibling, or cousin who works in the industry, and no one would bat an eye when they saw a sixteen-year-old working behind the counter. It was a normal part of society, no different from any other profession. And the industry continues to thrive, despite its low wages. No one questioned how things had gotten this way. It was just life. And for Lila, this was just another night on the job
Eddie is in the Navy and married unhappily. For the sake of his children (3), he's sticking it out in his marriage. To keep himself sane, he steps outside his marriage occasionally, to assuage his active libido. Since he refuses to engage a hooker, he tries to develop fleeting relationships with non-professional women, but those who appreciate his sexual acumen. These trysts occur at different places around the world.
The divorce was final. I had full custody of our daughter, Laney. She had just turned fourteen. This is my memory of our first night together at my place. She wanted to take a bath. She wanted me to be in the bathroom next to the tub. She wanted me to wash her. I did.
I'm standing in line at the frozen custard stand at the carnival when I become aware of someone standing "close" to me. Then the "someone" - who turns out to be a young girl - moved, just a little, so that now she's standing almost beside. Then I hear her say, "That ice cream sure looks good, doesn't it? Bet you'd like to buy me a cone, wouldn'tcha, Mister?"
I was a zoologist working on creating an attraction pheromone for an endangered badger with little success so far. It shouldn't have crossed species and gender but it did. The formula provided incredible personal sexual success.