Chapter 261

• The next three days underscored the reckless side of Crystal. On top of seeing one or two clients at the Hooker House each day, she became an avid fan of hookup apps. Our guest house became a parade of one-night stands for Crystal. That actually wasn't correct. Her hookups didn't make it through the night. She cycled through two or three each day. Crystal was on a merry-go-round of non-stop cocaine and cock.
• The girls kept an eye on her. They made sure she was eating and being generally safe, but otherwise it was compelling entertainment to see Crystal so fully throw off the restraints of her previous life. It was as if she was making up for all the fun she missed out on in college and the first half of her twenties. In those whirlwind three days, she fucked fourteen different men -- five clients, nine civilians. She would get on a dating app, find a guy she was attracted to, and simply invited him over for sex after a quick video chat to prove she was real.
• It was Crystal's way of exercising her new power and independence. She rifled through men like they were disposable -- and they were. My favorite memory, though, during that three-day blur came at lunchtime on the third day. It was a Thursday, and Kat and Rita were due home from work shortly. Jess was changing for her daily tennis match with Rita. Crystal walked into the main house, completely naked, and walked to the pantry in the kitchen. She was still wired, but she made a point to eat here and there. Her preference was to have a spoonful of peanut butter. I found her just as she was cleaning off the spoon.