Personally, I'd rather it were legalized and regulated. Hell, if there were relatively little risk of disease, pregnancy, or getting rolled by a pimp, once in a blue moon it might even be a fun time to take the sigoth down to the old whorehouse and shake things up a bit, all adults consenting.
But god almighty? $5,500 an hour? My dick better be gilt after we're done. If I'm going to spend half a camry, I expect a similar utility from the experience. I should leave with advanced knowledge in some arcane field. Maybe an organ transplant. Is this a zero-gravity fuck on space-ship one? Are Stephen Hawking and Madden going to be present doing a play-by-play? Am I coming away with Advanced Auditing toward my overcoming my Pre-Clear Status? No Load Mutual Funds? The recipe for Famous Amos's Cookies?
Because $5,500 dollars is a lot spend on some trim, even if there's a harvard education buxom flesh puppet attached to it.
Good god. Rich people and the things they do with money.
