If you find yourself clinging to an unrealistic fantasy that women are not pedophiles, photographers, clients of prostitutes, and pimps there is a simple but unpleasant cure.
In the nineties an author named Anne Rice wrote a trilogy of pornographic novels for women based vaguely upon the classic “Sleeping Beauty” fairy tale.
For about a decade and a half it was mostly read by the female target audience, and then became mainstream in the two thousand tens.
So, if you have a delusion that women do not participate in all this same depravity, get a copy of one of Anne Rice's “Sleeping Beauty” series.
Take the book to church on Sunday.
Stand outside the sanctuary after service.
Open it to the center.
Read ten or twelve pages aloud, with enough volume for the congregation to hear you.
Ask the congregation if that was wrong.
I certainly am not daft to the role of women, willingly so, involved. Frankly the higher up you go in the pecking order you can be sure you’ll be tapped if you’re reasonably attractive and many will women go long. The higher you go the bigger ‘price’ you pay to ‘play’ in their arena....one way or another.
I lost business clients as a company Representative because I would not play. I also lost work promotions. I was a Professional and intended to keep it that way...and did.