A captivatingly honest memoir about surviving, sex work, friendships, drugs, mental illness and need.

It's easy to talk to these women, tell them my deepest secrets. Look where we are. What else do we have to hide?

When nineteen-year-old Mia is fired from her job at an insurance company, she makes the choice to answer an ad in the newspaper. The ad says: 'Erotic Massage. Good Money. No Sex.'

Mia takes to her new job with recklessness, aplomb and good humour. Over the next few years, as she works her way through Sydney's many parlours, she meets exquisite and complex women from every walk of life who choose sex work for myriad reasons. While juggling the demands of her new job, she battles her problematic drug use, and the mental illness that has shaped her life.

But rather than needing saving from sex work, it is the work that sometimes helps to save Mia from herself.

This compelling memoir is not only told with raw honesty and grace, it also announces the arrival of a startlingly talented Australian writer.