Sometimes it’s fun to check out how the rest of the world views prostitution and the laws surrounding. As we all know, Europe (parts of it anyway) are a bit more tolerant than the US when it comes to things like sex, porn and dudes on beaches in Speedos. In France prostitution isn’t a crime. Solicitation sort of is, mind you, making it a little difficult, but that’s just a little hiccup in the road.
France’s approach to prostitution is similar to many countries’ – they’re OK with it if it’s not out in public. So if you arrange a meeting in private, that’s cool. But when they criminalized solicitation, it forced women off the streets and that, in turn, made the profession more dangerous for all those reasons people who are against prostitution like to point out. More pimps, more violence, more danger all around. The solution? Brothels!
The government has proposed bringing back brothels to France, banned since 1946, in the hopes of offering prostitutes some more security, health care, dignity, all that jazz. Are the women stoked? Not at all.
The thing about governments legislating how and where and why you pay for sex is that, technically, not of these people are whores. At least not in that way. It’s like an IT specialist trying to manage a dairy farm. You’ll be hard pressed to expect anything to make sense because the person in charge has no idea what they’re doing.
For that reason, many prostitutes are opposing the brothel initiative. They don’t want to fall under the purview of the government or brothel owners, they want the freedom to work they way they desire.
One curious critique of the entire program deals with the spread of disease. Thanks to a number of outbreaks of HIV in the porn industry, there was a bit of a crackdown on health and testing for performers and that is actually something the French prostitutes are opposed to.
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Submitted by ian on May 13, 2010 - 10:05.
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So let’s be honest, you’ve probably thought of it at least once. Wouldn’t life be awesome if somehow getting paid for sex was a part of it? As someone with a passing interest in the hobby, surely you’ve pondered how life would be with the shoe on the other foot even for a day, if you could arrange to have some insanely rich yet still hot business woman pay you a few hundred bucks to take you for a ride. How could that be bad?
For some of us, visiting an escort a day is a totally reasonable and viable option. Sex with a provider fits in between lunch and sleeping in the office pretending to be working on that report you finished in one hour that’s supposed to take two weeks to do. At a cost of upwards of $1500 a week or so though it’s certainly not an option for everyone. But if you need to get your rocks off on a regular basis, and wanking it simply isn’t cutting the mustard, what’s left? 
So now you’re free, you just got paid and you hit your favorite club to have some drinks, see some girls and just relax in a fantasyland of breasts and beer. Life is now good. Or is it?
According to an article from early September of this year, in Australia, $1.13 billion per year goes directly to strippers and prostitutes. That amount alone is spent on internet porn in the US. In Spain, 50 million Euros are spent, per day, on prostitutes. Per day.
Most escorts have a set price they're going to charge for set services. That's kind of how any industry works. Go to Business Depot and a 10 pack of black pens is going to cost a pretty reasonable price. Go to Burger King, you're getting a Whopper meal for around $5. Go to Sally at the corner of 45th and Main street and you're hummer is going to cost $20 unless you bring her a sandwich and she'll knock off $5. But every so often you get an unskilled person in on the mix. Those pens, slightly used at a flea market, are bound to be cheaper. And maybe the guy with the BBQ who sets up outside your work at lunch can make something close to a Whopper for a fraction of the cost. But what do amateur escorts do?
Hi everyone, my name is Ian. I blog here nearly every day and when I am not writing here, I'm generally off doing something abominable like masturbating on an escalator or trying to get nickels to stay in a stripper's thong (all for research purposes). All in all, I spend a lot of time immersed up to my naughty bits in naughty things for NaughtyReviews.com. But am I naive? Have I been living in an idealistic world of filth where weirdness sex consists of things like electro-stimulator buttplug pony play and Red Bull enemas in the back of an SUV while you fuck a carebear outfitted witha strap on? I mean, that is weird, right? But did I lose sight of the bar? Am I out of touch?
At any rate, a 3some is one of the all time great man fantasies and going with escorts is certainly a quick, if not altogether affordable way of doing it. No chance of awkward feelings afterwards, no jealousy and no waiting for 2 hours to get your turn in the bathroom in the morning only to find it stinking to high heaven of various powders, oils and lotions. The 3some is basically the sexual equivalent of climbing a mountain, getting off work early or figuring out how to put some shit from IKEA together without getting three other people to try to decipher the directions for you.
This is not a tale about escorts or strippers or illicit sex, per se, but it is about some nastiness and one person’s wholly ill-conceived attempts to keep it secret. So it’s worth a read as an object lesson if nothing else.
You may have heard of this guy before but he’s back again – the filmmaker who just really digs on virgins, Justin Sisely. Maybe it’s because he’s from Australia, or maybe it’s because the idea of auctioning off a virgin is kind of awesome.