My story is and isn’t like the other girl’s reasons. Ultimately we are all in it for the money. But my side is a little different to most. My parents were killed in a car accident when I was fifteen so for the past ten years I’ve been living with my auntie and uncle. They don’t have any children of their own, so in a sense I have become the daughter they never had. Unfortunately about a year ago my uncle was diagnosed with leukaemia, so to help pay the medical expenses, I became a working girl. They don’t know of course. They believe I work in a call centre for a bank as a manager for lost and stolen credit cards. I tell them I work in the after hours section, which acts as a smokescreen for me working overnight shifts in the parlour.
My family come first and foremost in my life. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for them. And doing this job isn’t so bad. I meet a lot of lovely clients and the receptionists, hostesses and other working ladies are all friendly and supportive and the cash I make in a night, I’d be lucky to make in a week in a regular job.
Now that I’m a working girl, I can’t see myself doing anything else. I can choose which nights I work, so I have a lot of time at home with my aunty and uncle and also time to help with medical appointments. It fits my lifestyle perfectly and if the money also helps my family, there’s nothing else I’d rather be doing.