While you’re traipsing around the club stoked/amazed by the newfound monetization potential of your genitals, be warned -- landmines are everywhere.
friends
body image
Unlike most newbie dancers, I did not improve for a freakishly long time.
hookers
“This is for couples only,” he the beige suit manager barked, clearly angry. “A couple is a man and a woman.”
awkwardness
A part of me wishes I could sometimes just turn my brain off and enjoy the things that bring other people pleasure. Taking the opportunity to stare at naked women shouldn’t be this complicated.
