I have seen only a dozen cars in the past hour. The first car was a cop, and the next eleven were lone men cruising for hookers. The men were searchin... for the shivering ladies of the night who had been moved away from the near street corner. I did a hooker once. Actually, twice. Nasty business, but way in the past. Everything I was seems to be in the past. The pedestrian traffic is also pretty thin. A few folks have entered the building I am watching, though I don’t imagine this place will. My eyes are big and my smile even bigger. I’m a sex worker who is forced into this profession by my own husband. I got married about two years ago.Our town is very close to a place that is frequented by many tourists, and my husband found it very lucrative to push me into this trade, as I am sexy and gifted. He told me that it is my duty to serve and please the tourists; who would then sleep with me and do nasty things; and pay me handsomely. i was innocent and simple girl and took up this. It's...it's perverse. I mean, why wouldn't a good looking young guy like you even think of not having a baby? It seems...unnatural. It's just wrong!" Okay," Richard said, pausing for just a second before telling his mother his reasons for his decision, "I've become a member of The Black Wave Movement. Have you heard of that?" Your father mentioned something about it to me the other day. Isn't that about so-called 'racial reparations?' Where whites are supposed to feel 'bad' about slavery?". You were really miffed when I was promoted to 2nd Dan even though you had been a 1st Dan long before me. Do you think maybe Sensei noticed that? And your attitude of wanting to prove something by beating me, instead of practicing self-discipline and fighting the true enemy.”“Which is?”“Your ego. It’s almost as big as mine! But I struggle constantly with it. I evaluate my mistakes. I try to think things through beforehand and review them afterwards. When I make a mistake, I do my best to correct.