The whore in question is called Non. Nonsense, and completely stupid I would say.

She had this Japanese sugar daddy for about four years, who gave her a lovechild (both her kids are bastards, mind you – her eldest daughter was conceived when she was 19, and she doesn’t even know where her father is now).

When the Japanese sugardaddy found out she had been whoring herself to younger men without future (well, the old man gave her money but not enough sex, the younger ones satisfied her indecent pleasures but not that much money) he dumped her from the apartment he rented and left her without further notice and without a penny left – it’s hard to maintain the luxury lifestyle when you’re already used to it and you’ve forgotten the scum life you once had.

She used to have a lot of money falling down from the sky, she had to do nothing, just enjoying her life everyday, but she had to fuck up that good entertained life and now, penniless, jobless, she had to come back into the bordel life she had forgotten so long: she now tries to make ends meet by accompanying Japanese, Chinese and Korean men to go karaoke, and singing isn’t only the job description necessary to please these Oriental sex-crazed bosses. Jugun Ianfu era hasn’t ended yet. Only now they get paid for that, but for a very low fee, and when they’re tired or ill, nobody cares. Plus-plus karaokes don’t pay for their girls’ health insurance.

I hadn’t met Non for like, months! She called me about a week ago, asking if I had any job opportunities for her.

I don’t run a bordel, remember? I wanted to say, but instead I politely told her I couldn’t help, and then she asked me news about some mutual friends.

Then, having heard that one of our mutual girl friends has now landed a rich old daddy for herself, Non, our heroine, told me bitterly, “Yeah, the easiest way to get money is to spread your legs. What a whore,” she said.

Now, I told myself, that’s new, a whore who cries “WHORE”?

Stupid bitch.