HERE IS ONE POINT OF VIEW.
yOU MAY WANT TO READ THE BOOK
The Happy Hooker.
"How did YOU first learn about sex?" the reviews ask. Even more importantly, when? I'll confess that I learned about it in the 1970s, and that "a gleefully lusty tour guide named Xaviera Hollander" was responsible. The volume that started it all, "The Happy Hooker: My Own Story" is now titillating a new generation of readers who cut their teeth on matter-of-fact sex guides like "Savage Love" or Dr. Ruth Westheimer's preachy "Sex for Dummies." While many may wonder what all the fuss was about, the truth is that today's twenty-somethings can't begin to imagine how shocking this book was when it first appeared in February 1972, when most of us still gasped after hearing the word "damn" on TV.
Reared in the liberal Netherlands, the author discovers early on that she is bisexual -- and ultimately, it seems, sexually insatiable as well. Relating her own personal experiences in vivid detail, Xaviera chronicles how the sexual revolution of the 1960s hit full stride at the beginning of the 1970s. In the days before AIDS, she would regularly meet people of either sex, engage in small talk with them, and take them to bed before the night was over. Many ships pass in the night this way throughout the book, yet the author's first sexual encounter with a man is strangely given short shrift. Presumably it wasn't as memorable as her many other adventures and escapades. Entering adulthood, she migrates to South Africa at a time when apartheid and other repressive laws are still in force. Bored within a matter of days, she seduces her brother-in-law and spices up his previously boring marriage to her half-sister before moving on to the staid Johannesburg club scene, where she promptly makes a name for herself. In no time she meets an American globetrotter who seems to bring her the satisfaction she craves, and he proposes marriage to her. She accepts, and he invites her to New York, where tension breaks out almost immediately between her and his youth-obsessed, and possibly alcoholic, mother. While subtly exposing the sexual hypocrisy that was part and parcel of our society at the time, Xaviera nonetheless tries to make her relationship with her fiancé work. Secret affairs on both their parts, however, hers always with women, eventually drive them apart.
Frustrated, Xaviera begins sleeping her way across Manhattan and is initially shocked when she is first offered money in exchange for what she thought was just good clean fun. Never the type to say no, she quickly quashes her misgivings and, in what some critics see as a parody of the traditional American work ethic, begins working her way up from meeting her clients in seedy tenements in Greenwich Village to setting her own hours at more chic "houses of pleasure" in the fashionable East Fifties. She climbs the proverbial ladder of success by working for two competing madams and then, in spite of police harassment, setting up a service of her own when one of her former bosses retires to get married. Along the way we're introduced to a gallery of eccentrics, some harmless, many menacing, who populate the demimonde of prostitution, a profession society at large still condemns as a crime that warrants punishment. You'll learn, among other things, why Greek men are her favorite lovers, and why she left Swinging Amsterdam during its heyday.
This "30th Anniversary Edition" actually tones down a lot of the material found in the original. Xaviera's former "fag" friends, whom she sometimes patronizes, are now "gay," for instance, and her encounter with a German shepherd in South Africa, of which she once wrote, "I'd be a moral fraud if I ignored it," is eliminated completely. One chapter, originally entitled "Biff-Bam-Thank-You-Ma'am," has been completely rewritten as "Whipped (S)cream," with its seamier elements considerably softened. Almost ten pages of material have been snipped in all, including much of the moralizing the author once did to justify her lifestyle, which, owing to the occupational hazards she describes in detail, she quickly abandoned after her book became a bestseller. Translated into a dozen languages, "The Happy Hooker" may indeed have changed the way the world regards prostitutes and their trade, and maybe even sex in general, but this expurgated edition proves that our present attitudes toward the subject aren't as liberal as they might have been. The book is thus a window on the past, reframed with modern-day sensibilities. If you can find it, read the original first, to gauge for yourself how far we've come in three decades
2006-12-16 23:17:34
·
answer #1
·
answered by screaming frenzy 5
·
0⤊
0⤋
It's got to be toughest and most disgusting job in the world... and they don't make enough money for it. Consider all those horny ugly dudes out there cruising around looking for someone to relieve them of their weirdness....
Those gals have to parade around half naked in the cold, talk it up to weirdos, walk the talk and then have to share their earning with some ugly brutal theiving pimp. Then go out and do it all over again just to pay the rent, feed their kids and worry about several diseases they might catch or get thrown in jail and forever labelled. Is that graphic enough?
2006-12-17 15:28:08
·
answer #2
·
answered by Anonymous
·
0⤊
0⤋
Depending on if your focussing on street walkers or high class in your novel you will have to go see the girls in the area of which your writing about. ie. New York .. Paris.. wherever your book is based.
Pay money and just get them to tell you HONESTLY everything you need to know for your book.
I don't think you will find anyone here who could tell you.
2006-12-14 01:10:32
·
answer #3
·
answered by valley_storm 3
·
0⤊
0⤋
I know a lot of people that used to turn tricks for drug money. The stories are not glamorous in any way. A lot of it was done in parks, cars, public bathrooms or alleyways. Really quick. Most of the people I know who were heroin addicts all did it at one time or another. They took the money, did whatever they had to do then ran off to get drugs. It was mostly oral sex or some weird stuff, not really straight sex.
2006-12-13 21:00:32
·
answer #4
·
answered by Pico 7
·
1⤊
1⤋
i think of that therapy could be a good concept. it incredibly is slightly troubling which you look greater upset approximately your mom looking out than the incredibly incident that occured. for sure in the experience that your husband feels the would desire to pass outdoors of your relationship for affection, even PAY for it, there are some significant themes there.
2016-10-05 07:20:16
·
answer #5
·
answered by ? 4
·
0⤊
0⤋
Its a F****ing life...& its meant both way....if u want really details for ur novel u would better be hitting those red corners...for knowning the core & sure u will find a lots of opinion....
this aint a hooker's forum, mind u!...
2006-12-13 19:56:05
·
answer #6
·
answered by madness 1
·
2⤊
2⤋
get a handfull of tens and go talk to some whores. They'll talk for money, too, you know. They aren't very hard to find. Jeez.
I don't think it will be much of a novel if you limit your research efforts to flubbering around Yahoo answers.
2006-12-14 00:48:18
·
answer #7
·
answered by Anonymous
·
1⤊
1⤋
Take out the Pretty Woman DVD and turn on Cops.... hollywood vs. reality.
2006-12-13 19:34:37
·
answer #8
·
answered by BlueEyes25 1
·
1⤊
0⤋
Immersion. Thats the way you are going to find out. Find a pimp and ask to work the corner. Explain what you are doing. If you are lucky he won't kill you.
2006-12-13 20:00:24
·
answer #9
·
answered by onebadmedic01 2
·
1⤊
0⤋
Not as glamorous as Hollywood would lead everyone to believe. Odd hours, unpredictable clients, disease, poverty.
2006-12-13 20:05:46
·
answer #10
·
answered by Cherry_Blossom 5
·
1⤊
1⤋