I Love Having Sex For Money

Five years ago, on a Thursday afternoon in June, I met a man who would change my life forever. I was working at a bank in Basseterre when one of my clients came in close to closing to make a $15,000 cash withdrawal. When I looked at his account balance and realised that that figure barely put a dent in his total savings (plus, he had a few other accounts), I looked up to really look at who it was. He looked back at me – I think he recognised the look I was giving him – and smiled. He took his cash and left.

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