Pimping also required a bit of wisdom, and he pondered the feasibility of the things Lance had mentioned.
The flesh trade in the port area wasn't easy to run, or to put it more broadly, the flesh trade for the poor wasn't easy to manage anywhere in the Federation.
Here, the term referred to the very direct flesh trade, not the kind of work you'd find in a strip club.
The five dollars spent in a strip club didn't just buy you a blowjob; the dancer would also perform about thirty minutes of steamy dance for you, teasing every cell in your body into a quiver before they gave you a good service, letting you enjoy yourself thoroughly.
Five dollars for forty minutes—this price was quite reasonable. Privacy, better service, and enjoyment—it was worth it.
