Tracy Quan

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  • Sacrificial boyfriend

    Sometimes awful, selfish, hurtful lying is the nicest thing a girl can do.
    By Tracy Quan January 27, 2000

  • Resistance is futile

    He has two moms, I have a suspicious boyfriend and there are years between us. But I can't say no.
    By Tracy Quan January 24, 2000

  • Family matters

    Traveling across the country just ends up making the world smaller -- turns out I hadn't even begun getting to the bottom of Anabel.
    By Tracy Quan January 20, 2000

  • Small world after all

    Nothing could have prepared me for this.
    By Tracy Quan January 13, 2000

  • Convention detention

    Pushed and pulled at the call girl convention, I barely had a moment to think about Randy's message.
    By Tracy Quan January 10, 2000

  • Fates collide

    It's hard to maintain a web of deceit in a small town like New York.
    By Tracy Quan January 6, 2000

  • Location, location, location

    Allison entreats me to find my G-spot and Jasmine discovers David's big secret.
    By Tracy Quan December 23, 1999

  • Media circus

    After a tense moment in our underwear, Jasmine, Allison and I crowd around for April's talk show debut.
    By Tracy Quan December 20, 1999

  • The other cheek

    Matt grants me my bed rest; Allison waxes New Age.
    By Tracy Quan December 16, 1999

  • Out of order

    It's hard talking to a wire-wearing snitch, especially when my crotch is on fire.
    By Tracy Quan December 13, 1999

  • Occupational hazard

    Hot wax and bad news don't mix.
    By Tracy Quan December 9, 1999

  • I fought the law

    First Randy's tender touch, then the lawyer's lawyerly one: Things are getting complicated.
    By Tracy Quan December 6, 1999

  • Betrayal, his and hers

    How can I think about my lies when Matt's are taking up all the space?
    By Tracy Quan December 2, 1999

  • Saved by the silence

    A lesson in deception after a quickie threesome prepares me for my probing boyfriend.
    By Tracy Quan November 29, 1999

  • Caught between Milt's lips and a hard Matt

    No one trusts me anymore, not even the people I'm not lying to.
    By Tracy Quan November 22, 1999

  • Totems and taboos

    When the IRS strikes, my favorite john wants to kiss me and my boyfriend refuses.
    By Tracy Quan November 18, 1999

  • Loose lips

    Will Allison give away the farm to the IRS? Should I tell all to my most valuable client?
    By Tracy Quan November 4, 1999

  • The Hookergram

    A sordid tale grows in Manhattan.
    By Tracy Quan October 28, 1999

  • Letters to the Editor

    Wouldn't you worry if your daughter was a prostitute? Plus: Lower socioeconomic status suggests lesser intelligence; Buchanan will protect America from the "global democrats."
    Letters to the Editor October 25, 1999

  • Love vs. commerce

    When I matured from a tomboy to a boy toy, I learned the art of sex and money.
    By Tracy Quan October 21, 1999

  • Enigmatic revelations

    What has Matt forgotten to tell me that his sister assumes I know?
    By Tracy Quan October 18, 1999

  • Special delivery

    A mysterious letter smolders in the lingerie drawer.
    By Tracy Quan October 11, 1999

  • Swollen with bliss

    Sometimes even a professional loses her bedside manner.
    By Tracy Quan October 7, 1999

  • Amateur by the hour

    Nancy becomes a first-timer to cover Allison's tail.
    By Tracy Quan October 7, 1999

  • Girl trouble

    Between good friends and great clients, nobody is as they seem.
    By Tracy Quan September 27, 1999
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