How many romances can you think of that feature working girls – the real kind of working girl, not the power-suit, business tycoon working girl – as the heroines?
Holly Golightly in “Breakfast at Tiffany’s” comes to mind, though that isn’t really a romance. Tracy Quan’s Diary of a Manhattan Callgirl comes to mind, but that’s not a romance really, either. (For those of you who haven’t read it, it’s about a call girl who is engaged to a man who has absolutely no idea what she does for a living).
Can a romance author make a ho a heroine? Can a call girl, even a glamourous high-price one, fall in love and have a happily ever after in romantic fiction? Or is it one of the many taboos out there, begging to be broken in the world of romance, such as sports heros, military men, and historicals set in France, all of which were once “oh this will never sell” and are now hot property (well, the first two are, for sure).
Given that I’m new to romantica and erotica, is this a plot theme explored in newer publications? Does the ho get a happily ever after? And what does that say about sex and women – are we able to exchange it as a commodity and still reserve the ability to emotionally connect through sex with the Right Man? Perhaps this is an archaic sexual double standard that sexually-adventurous romances will be able to topple. Emma Holly’s heroines are certainly sexually spunky – but they aren’t paid for their pleasures.
So, are there any ho-heroines in romance? And can I call them “whoroines?”