I "quit" dancing (again. I think this is the gazillionth time I've retired) in July. It only lasted 2 months this time around. I'm still doing plenty of real estate business, but I find that I really enjoy dancing and feel like a part of me is missing if I go too long without a pair of Pleasers on my feet.
Oh, and cash in my pocket is really nice, too. Now I'm just saving/investing my real estate commissions while I use my dancing money for living expenses. I am so grateful for the stripping industry. This is where I belong.
I was laughing with the DJ last night at the club (I'm helping him buy a house) that when I closed my first deal, I made a joke at work about how I guess my real estate cherry was popped. The mortgage broker I was talking to gasped in surprise at the slightly PG-13 joke. I apologized immediately and mumbled something about growing up blue collar where we don't talk fancy.
Sheesh. The Vanilla World baffles me sometimes. This mortgage broker was a dude and probably not older than 35.



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