After almost a week of not seeing P, when I did agree to meet him at the hotel for a noon quickie, he gave me some money. It's odd how we've come to this agreement, but somehow, he knows I'm struggling and he wants to help me out. It helps that I thank him accordingly for his generosity too, if you know what I mean. So yesterday afternoon, I made a quick $200 for less than an hours worth of face time. This is more than some doctors and lawyers make. Though most of my friends wouldn't be caught dead working in retail, I do know of some people in my apartment complex who do, and they make around $8 an hour. It's unreal. That's how much my glass of wine costs when the P takes me out! It's like I can never go back to making that kind of sad money when I know I can have it really good as long as I meet the right people. So...I made some business cards over the weekend. They are pretty nice. Yes, I printed them at Kinko's, but well, they actually look great. Like some 40s secretary cards. They have my fake first name and a number, and that's it. Actually, it was M's idea to do the fake name, which I thank her for. If I can make a decent living off of this, then I think I'll quit school.



