The gentle morning sunlight filtering through the hotel room curtains stirred me awake. Carefully, I slid out of bed, inadvertently waking up the young woman who was sleeping next to me.

"Thanks for the night, honey," I murmured, observing her blink sleepily as I buttoned my shirt.

I took out a handful of bills from my purse and offered them to her, only to be met with a bewildered expression. It was then that the realization dawned

"Don't tell me you're not...an escort?"