Ugh, this book could turn me into one of those people.

I would never, ever, ever say that the way someone dresses, or a situation they purposefully put themselves into makes them "deserve" whatever treatment they get. That's an asshole belief of the highest accord.

But goddamit, this book made me one of those people.

These women are so far from sympathetic that if I were to meet one of them in real life, I would punch each of them in the face. ESPECIALLY Liza.

This book was written many many moons after the fact. When they were "older" and "wiser" and realized how awful their lifestyle really was, and how pleased they were to help other women not become prostitutes.

"I looked in the mirror, at my tight hot little body. Goddamn, I am so fucking sexy and men just love me."

"I had just been invited to someone's house, all expenses paid, and found out it was because they wanted to use me for sex. GASP! What kind of girl do you think I am?! But then this guy invited me to his house, all expenses paid. Hell yes! What could possibly GO WRONG?!"

YOU FUCKING MORON. YOU MADE ME THINK YOU DESERVED THE TREATMENT YOU GOT, WHICH MAKES ME AN ASSHOLE, AND PISSES ME OFF EVEN MORE THAN YOUR BLATANT DUMBFUCKERY.