I was makin' money, uh, living underneath the Wooster Street bridge … there was a guy that was in the bar and he was flashin' around all kinds of money, I mean we're talkin' $100, $50's, $20's … and he was lookin' for someone … and uh, we set up there at the bar; we had a couple of drinks; we then left from the bar, went over to this hotel room, and he was he was a nice guy, and he took me out and he bought me brand new clothes … make-up, new shoes, new bras, new underwear, bought me a stereo … And bought me some tapes and everything, and I thought, well, you know, that's my payment, you know, and I went back to the hotel, 'cause I didn't have a home, went back to the hotel and everything and, uh, he, uh, took care of business, you know – [Q: So you guys slept together?] Yeah. And I got up and went in took a shower, put on my brand new pair of jeans … brand new shirt, brand new panties, bra … brand new hiking boots. [Q: You're all excited about that stuff.] Right. You know, I was like, man, I've never had anyone do this, you know.
This excerpt from her life-history describes an encounter that had occurred several years prior to the first adult follow-up interview we conducted with 30-year-old respondent Amber.