I have my own principles and prostitution story.
Years ago, long before children, my dh was invited to a stag night. The stag was originally a friend of mine from college, who had popped back into my life. He had become a very, very right on labour councillor in my area of SE London. We rekindled our friendship, hence my dh being invited to his stag night.
When the the big night came I waved my dh goodbye and he went off to the town hall to meet the guests - a good many of them councillors. Two hours later he was back, looking very shocked and bothered. I assumed he had got into a political row with someone. He is that sort of person. Not the case. Apparently, two prostitutes were present, and were not only stripping but taking guests away in turn somewhere upstairs, for 'much more'. My husband said he didn't fancy being part of it. This is coming from a man with a lively interest in the opposite sex who spent his teens and twenties in the Navy. I say no more.
I have to admit, I was sceptical, and I guess I will never know the truth about that evening, as I was not there. However, a year later, my councillor friend had his name blasted across the newpapers as his wife had accused him of beating her.
I assumed that was his political career over, but glancing on the council's website a few years ago, I saw he was back - as labour leader.