When I was looking for a job, I considered various vacancies. After placing a resume on the Internet, I began to receive calls with suggestions. Once a woman called and offered a job as an office manager. She did not give me the details, but promised me comfortable conditions and high wages. I became interested and we agreed to meet.

When I came to the specified place, it turned out that the office was located in one of the apartments of a residential building. A friendly woman met me, led me to one of the rooms, and started asking questions. During the conversation, I was told that I needed to work in their marriage agency. But for some reason, only now it turned out that they needed not an office manager, but an operator-translator for conducting correspondence in a chat. I said that I did not know English very well, but she calmed me down, replying that I would need to translate using the program. As I explained, I have to correspond with foreigners who want to get acquainted with a woman from our country. I was somehow alarmed by such work, but I agreed to come to the next stage of the interview.

When I came the second time, I was shown albums with photos of female operators and suitors of foreigners. I noticed that the photos of some girls were quite frank. I was superficially explained the specifics of the work and was told to come the next day.

On my first working day everything was fine, but on the second day I was very surprised. I was asked to change into work clothes — I had to choose a nurse suit, a red hat, or a maid. I replied that I was not ready for this. Then they explained to me that it is more profitable for the agency and the operators themselves to fulfill the whims of customers and should not be afraid, since they cooperate only with foreigners and none of my relatives, acquaintances will know anything. I did not agree to wear a suit, but I was offered to talk with girls who have been working for them for a long time. Apparently, the operators had the task to lure me, because they told me how much money they earn, what kind of gifts their customers give them, and so on. Then I was escorted to one of the rooms where I finally understood everything. Girls sat in front of computers with webcams and talked to men. They were dressed only in underwear, peignoirs and stockings. At the request of the "suitors" they laid bare the intimate parts of the body, danced to the music and wrote all sorts of vulgarities in the chat. Also on the tables lay toys from the sex shop - fur handcuffs, faloimitatory, lashes and more. And on the monitors one could see satisfied male faces. I was very disgusted and even scared by the fact that I fell into this stash. Then I thought up some excuse to leave, and said that I would be back tomorrow. A woman from the agency called me later, but I told her not to bother me anymore, otherwise I will call the police. She replied that they have everything under control, they are not afraid of the police, and I am just a stupid girl. I had a shock. Well, that even managed to figure out in time and escape.