I lived for it. I lusted for it. I got paid for it. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.
My name’s Ginger Cox, and in case you haven’t guessed, I’m a sex addict. Call me what you will. A slut. A whore. I don’t mind. I get paid to do what I love, and tonight I'll be “loving my job” with fifteen or so men who want to ring in the New Year with a bang.