This was the first time that someone I know personally has come in.
Of course, he had no idea that I became I stripper. It makes for a big and honest reaction.
My secret nickname for Jay was "Rebound," for obvious reasons. He's the first person I started dating I mean fucking after my ex-boyfriend and I broke up.
Oh, wait, I guess this is the second time that someone I know personally has come in.
I was genuinely humiliated when I saw Jay. We both knew this wasn't me. At least it shouldn't be.
"I absolutely will not give you a lap dance," I told him. And then I decided I will never give guy friends lap dances. New rule.
It was a weird night. I felt like I had been caught, at rock bottom. I wasn't proud of myself. And just that feeling was enough to start questioning what the fuck it is that I'm doing. Whatever it is, it's most definitely for all the wrong reasons.