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Jasmine's new bra turns out to be a Victoria's Secret device with adjustable cleavage. You wear it at the modest setting with your day clothes. Then, you can alter your cleavage to varying degrees: from perky and beguiling to Way Out There. The Times gave it quite a plug -- I think I'll start subscribing again. (Jasmine has been subscribing to the New York Times under a succession of different names so she can keep getting the new subscriber rate.)

"How can you shop at Victoria's Secret?" I asked her. "Their stuff is so suburban, it's like something Amy Fisher would wear."

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Jasmine gave me a withering look. "As some of us know, a fake stone can look like a Tiffany on the right girl. And there are women who always look like they bought their undies at K-Mart, even when they're dressed in a Lejaby bra." According to Jasmine, some girls can wear anything -- as long as it's black -- and still look good: "Nobody expects me to shop at Victoria's Secret, so I can get away with it." Just in case, she snips all the labels from her lesser-name bras and stores the style codes in her Palm Pilot for future use.

When I first came to New York, clients told me I was "busty for an Oriental" -- I'm a small C-cup or a large B, depending on the week of my month. When I took the pill, I was officially busty. Then, implants caught on and changed the definitions -- and I went off the pill because condoms had become de rigueur. At first, I only used 'em with clients. Then I realized what a putz I was being ...

"Oh, so that's the one you call your boyfriend?" Jasmine said to me one day. "And what is a boyfriend? A guy who doesn't pay, and doesn't wear a condom."

Having Jasmine around is really bracing sometimes -- she is the universal Conscience of Hooking. I think I'm one of the few girls who can tolerate her know-it-all attitude. But she was right about the condoms.

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