It's been a long time. I'm out of shape. I've been identifying as a boy for a year, so I've been out of the industry and doing other things.
And the money is bad right now according to all my sources, and nothing is guaranteed.
And yet.
And yet I want to do this. I've missed it. Dancing. Taking my clothes off and working up a sweat onstage or for a private onlooker... Sometimes creative performance, sometimes just trite foxy-girl moves, whatever sells right then and there.
It's a job for money, and yet I seem to sell less of myself doing it than I do in most 'straight' jobs. I wrote a book in my off hours the last time I was a stripper, and it was a good book. I know what a job is taking out of me by what I have left later.
There are a lot of reasons why I like the kinds of sex work I've done and want to do more. Enough that it won out over being a boy.
More later.
