“…She’s applied for every strait-laced office gig she can find — regardless of hours, pay or whether her University of California degree makes her absurdly overqualified. She went from being a manager to fighting for personal assistant positions. But last month, after innumerable unanswered cover letters, overdue bills and a delay in her unemployment checks, she entered a world of code words and cash wads. It was baptism by — bodily fluids: She peed on a guy in her own bed for $100. Since then, she’s been paid more times than she can count, or cares to count, for sex…” Read article here.