Your date takes you on an expensive dinner, followed by a night at the theatre to see the latest Tyler Perry play. Later the two of you retire to the swanky hotel suite he reserved, where you break him off properly to show your appreciation. At what point in the evening did you become a paid whore?

It’s a societal assumption that any man who has to pay a hooker/prostitute for sex must be desperate (in short a loser). However, any smart male who wants to impress a new or existing love interest will spend at least three times the going rate in hopes that his date will be especially appreciative (translation – he expects at least a blow job).

In contrast, a hooker/prostitute saves her trick the overhead, service fees, and taxes for the minimal act (a blowjob) your date would accept as a down payment toward another date.

[Side note: Hand jobs don’t count even if done to completion. It really amounts in most cases as extreme foreplay, and not enough in and of itself to be worth such an expensive night out.]

So when did you cross over from date to pro, was it over cocktails and appetizers, or during intermission just before a quick dash to the restroom? Consider your own actions the next time you look down your nose at a crack ho’ plying her trade in a back alley, she may simply be an entrepreneur lacking sufficient start up funds.