Ruby gets excited when I tell her that I want to write a book about the local sex industry. “Forget wages for housework! How about wages for sex work?! That’s what we’re really valued for!” All agree that the truly feminist dimensions of sexual labor are too infrequently acknowledged. What about streetwalking? I ask. Is that feminist too? “What’s more feminist than run- ning away from an abusive father and declaring your own boundaries?” asks Anna. “As a prostitute, you learn to say no.” Eventually, everyone sits down at the small table in the kitchen to eat and drink wine and continue the conversation.
Elizabeth Bernstein, Temporarily Yours, Intimacy, Authenticity and the Commerce of Sex, The University of Chicago, 2007, p. 76