Antonia Crane’a sex-worker memoir, Spent, from Barnacle Books: 

Recruited as a sensual-massage therapist by her friend Kara, Crane finds herself in a compromising situation. The allure of easy money has brought her to the Four Seasons in Beverly Hills on Christmas Day for a four-hand massage. The client, a widower with a skin condition who is “covered in tiny scabs,” predictably wants sex and is willing to double the fee. Are they interested? 

With a quick glance from Kara, Crane bolts to the bathroom for condoms, and then they go to work: “I looked into Kara’s blank blue eyes and our tongues met in circles around the latex condom. I tasted the sour plastic of new tires, party balloons, and hospital gloves.”