More of the same, though not in a bad way. This story concerns the friendship between two JK prostitutes, one beautiful, the other plain. As a result of this focus (and strangely for the genre), the men they have sex with hardly matter. They don't even have names. Again, a situation that other writers would exploit for titillating shock or tragedy is underplayed as a simple, low-stakes "slice-of-life".
I'm noticing that all of these stories treat sex as an act of very little significance, an ordinary and therefore unremarkable human behavior like eating or working. While the characters like and pursue sex, they don't seem to care much about it. Interesting and kind of refreshing.