Benjamin and Olivia left the leftovers of the breakfast on the table for when their grandmother would emerge and went to their respective rooms. Benjamin thought some more about his problem but didn't manage to get a good idea. He soon left his thoughts to wander randomly, thinking about whatever came to his mind. When he thought about Chloe taking the train, he smiled while remembering all the things he did on trains. This is where he had his first 69, with Grace no less. This was also where he went down on a random woman who was totally taken by surprise by his proposition.

It hit him at that point. That woman, she initially thought that he wanted to be paid to give her cunnilingus. At that time he refused because that was not his goal but thinking about it, had he accepted, he would have done exactly the same thing and would have gotten money on top of it. Wasn't that precisely a way to fix his issue? He wanted to have money to have sex but this would allow him to have both money and sex at the same time, killing two birds with one stone! Why didn't he think of that faster?

This is where he put a brake on his reasoning. There was indeed a good reason why it didn't come to his mind immediately. A man doing this was not the most obvious thing back in his old world and this would definitely not be the first thing someone thought of when wanting to earn money. The other important point was that getting money for sex was prostitution. Of course, from his point of view as a man from a world with reversed gender values, it would not be much different from having fun with women and getting paid for it. Still, it was better to do some research about the subject first before taking any decision. He turned his computer on, opened an anonymous browser window, and started his search.

After some time looking around, it seemed that prostitution not only existed but wasn't illegal. However, the interesting point was that this came from a recent change in law, something from a few months ago only. Before that, it was existing but wasn't purely legal. Even though it was somewhat tolerated, there were still stories of people getting caught and shops closing down. When he checked what sort of things existed, there were some variations but it was mostly escort services. Since the change in the law was very recent, there weren't many official businesses offering such services yet. As for the escort websites, they had simply risen from underground to the surface.

There was an exception, though, and many people talked about one specific shop that was already operating. Curious, Benjamin went to their site to check it and was shocked. He thought he had gotten used to this world and that nothing could surprise him anymore but he was once again proved wrong. If what was written there was the truth, that place was insane! Wasn't that similar to using a bulldozer to do some gardening? It seemed very overkill at first look. On the other hand, if this was real, it might be the best possibility for him, almost as if it was tailored for him.

He thought about it some more, wondering if he was really ready to do this. Finally, his curiosity and need for money won over his hesitation and he decided to at least try it once. However, there was still one thing he had to prepare, as a precautionary measure. Checking on his phone, he found a store close to his house which was selling what he needed. He readied himself and headed out. After around fifteen minutes of walk, he arrived at the shop, where he bought a simple plastic mask that would completely cover his face, from his forehead to his chin. This would allow him to hide his identity and feel safer, just in case. At the same time, it would hide his age. He had read that the shop didn't check their clients' identities but it was better not to take any risk. He had already passed the age of sexual contentment in his country but still didn't want to show off the fact that he was a minor. Fortunately, he was tall and his voice had a low enough tone that he could be taken as someone in his late teen or early twenties, as long as his face was hidden.

Now that he was ready, he went to the train station. It would take a bit less than an hour to reach his destination. When his train arrived, he boarded it and played on his phone until he arrived. Halfway through the journey, he put his mask on. The people sitting around on the train looked at him, intrigued, but no one commented on his attire. Getting off at the correct stop, he checked the map application on his phone to get to the place. Eventually, he reached it, a seemingly very normal storefront greeting him. The shop was called "Hop/e" and while it wasn't situated on the main street, it still wasn't hidden in a backstreet either. It was just placed in a secondary, less crowded street. The storefront wasn't large but judging by the fact that the other numbers on the street were quite far from it, the place was probably huge inside. This fact added a bit of credulity to what he had read on the web but he wouldn't really believe it until he saw it with his own eyes.

Summoning up his courage, Benjamin entered the shop. The inside looked modern and was decorated tastefully. There was a woman in her thirties at the reception desk, directly in front of the entrance. On the right and left of the desk were two different entrances, going further into the place. The entrance hall had a few sofas to sit on, placed on each side of the entrance. A few women were sitting there, their full attention focused on him as soon as he entered the building. Benjamin went to the front desk and greeted the receptionist.

"Hello. I read about your business on your website. I, um, how to say this... Is this for real?"

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