A Girl’s Story

Tell me Why . . .

Lyubov, 17(Just 17 years Old , Why ?), arrived in Israel from a Russian coal mining city only to be sold into prostitution. Now she sits in a prison cell awaiting expulsion as an illegal worker. Six months ago, a man in Lyubov’s hometown told the young woman he could get her a plane ticket, a visa and a job abroad. She entered Israel with a tour group and was met by a hotel owner who befriended her and gave her a job as a cleaner in exchange for a room. The hotel owner introduced her to friends, showed her around and taught her some Hebrew until one day he told her to get out of his car and into another. Then he drove away. “At first I didn’t know I had been sold. Then my owner told me he had bought me for $9,000,” Lyubov said in an interview in a prison office. Her new “owner,” as she calls him, told her she would work as a call girl.

It was the beginning of a stint as an unpaid prostitute — part of an international crime phenomenon which women’s groups see as a modern slave trade. Lyubov’s “owner” kept her and eight other women in two apartments. He never paid any of them(???) but instead said they were indebted to him for their plane tickets and every expense incurred, from doctors’ visits to haircuts. Transported to clients by drivers and often under guard, Lyubov had sex with an average of six men a day for about $75 an hour (every day $450,every Month $13500,every year $162000, Very Easy ,She is Good Slave . . .) . All she could keep were tips. She worked round the clock, seven days a week, with no holidays except for Yom Kippur, the holiest day of the Jewish calendar. “You have to have very strong nerves to do this kind of work,” she said.

Life in Russia was very difficult. “There were days when I had nothing to eat,” Lyubov said. She weighed 50 kg (110 pounds) when she left Russia, and gained 20 kg (45 pounds) after arriving in Israel. She said circumstances had made it hard for her to quit (leave her “owner”). “I came into this circle and then it was very hard to get out. My papers were fake, I had no money, I had no acquaintances and I was in an enclosed place,” she said. The nearest police station was across the road from the apartment where Lyubov was kept but she never went there, inhibited, like many others, by the double bind of fear of her owner and fear of deportation. “I kept hoping some day I would earn some money. But when they actually caught me, I was relieved,” she said.

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