Brothel Life: Living Where You Work, pt 2 - Facilities


Now that you know the basics of our time commitments, here's a description of what facilities we had access to during a shift. Living Room: The parlor/bar area was more or less our living room. When business was slow, we'd hang out there in all sorts of state of leisure, sometimes with blankets and pillows, napping our way through a shift on a particularly slow day where we still needed to be present. We weren't allowed to have our blankets out when clients were around, with the exception of well established clients, and there's a certain dress code (if not totally dressed up for shift, at least in cute PJ's instead of frumpy) if there were clients around at all. Technically we were supposed to be in heels at all times in the parlor as well, but there was a lot of rules bending on this, mostly because I think we collectively refused to sometimes.

Kitchen: There was a small kitchen with a steam table, a self serve lunchmeat/deli bar, 2 ovens (we weren't allowed to use the ovens), one fridge for the girls to use (plus industrial fridges for leftovers), assorted small appliances, and two large tables. Behind the kitchen was a small patio with additional tables. We paid $31/day in room and board, which included basic pantry essentials like milk and eggs, a usually stocked deli bar, and one hot dinner a day.

Food: Frequently food offerings were heavy or oily, such as ribs, breaded deep friend poppers, pasta, etc. The girls were frequently complaining about the food quality, and I did notice days on which we were given vegetables tended to be the days the food trays actually were emptied, i.e. that seemed to be what people ate. I personally was in some version of celiac hell, but just accepted my fate of constant indigestion. I did, at one point, say to the fellow who brought in our food, "uh, you know we're supposed to be staying trim and having sex with what you bring us right? Can we please have more vegetables and less deep fried crap?" While we did have the option of storing our own food, we paid for room and board, and a driver to the closest grocery store cost $10.

Gym: In a separate building there was a gym, but as of my departure it had neither an intercom (to be able to hear bells during your shift), nor heating or AC in the building. It included a (broken) treadmill and free weights, and a recently installed elliptical machine.

Our Private Live/Work Rooms: Included a full sized bed, a private sink, shower and toilet, a nightstand, and our intercom/panic button, a locking closet. Every room came equipped with an intercom unit that the managers could use to buzz into our rooms. This was used to notify the end of a party, let girls know they had a request (at any hour, even off-shift), remind girls about appointments, ask girls questions, or wake girls up to get on the floor early if we were short (yes). The intercoms also allowed management to listen in to a girls room, which theoretically was only done during a negotiation. There's also a secret panic button we could hit to let the managers know we needed help.

Laundry: There was laundry on site, but we needed to pay $5/load in order to use the washer and dryer. All work related linens (sheets that go down on the bed before a party, towels, etc) were washed by a laundry service.

Facilities We Couldn't Use: Some things, like getting into the office or behind the bar made sense. I was ongoingly frustrated about the fight over the employees-only bathroom by the booking window, which was critical if you needed to insert a sponge or go #2 when there was a client in your room, but we could (and would) get in trouble for using. We weren't allowed to use the jacuzzi room or fantasy suite when not partying in them, but some managers allowed rules-bending on this one.