Soo... I had a dream last night.
I was working and I danced for like three songs to some old fart and the next thing I know, I'm off somewhere else in the club and I notice my stack was too low. I can't remember if he paid me.
Much of the remainder of that dream was me wondering how could I let myself not get paid?!
Then the other dancers found out and started ridiculing me. I couldn't find a way to hide from it.
Then I woke up and felt so relieved because I would NEVER really forget to collect.
I love and hate how dreams leave holes in the story and focus on certain things, people or events. So strange!
About Me
- Bella Hack
- Somewhere in the south, United States
- Actively posting since 2010. At this point, I've been dancing for a few years now, and now you can see the transformation and evolution of a girl who picks dancing to pay the bills. It started with the crazy bullshit that seemed out of the ordinary until it became ordinary, now my primary focus is stripping "smarter" and finding a way to replace the income with a "real" job, and to answer any questions to those wanting to know more about the world of stripping.