A tale of dating 2 dancers

I'm writing this as both a cautionary tale and to warn not to judge all dancers the same way. I dated both these girls at different times, some experiences were similar, some different. Girl 1 I will call Anna because she came first so A for Anna. I met her at a club on a slow Thursday years ago. We talked for hours, and she gave me her number. A few days later we got lunch together, it went great, so we did that a few more times. But I also made my first mistake. I would visit her at the club too. If you want a non-club friendship and hang out outside the club, don't go to the club. Things still went ok, but after a few weeks, I made mistake 2, I took her shopping. I had gotten my bonus and had virtually no bills, so I figured what's the harm? Problem is I made her comfortable letting me spoil her! Things were still going ok, we trusted each other, we were dating for a few months, things we're cool. We started sending each other dirty texts and pics. Then the big mistake happened. She got in a bad wreck. Hurt her back bad, and could not work. I helped her pay her rent. Things were still ok, but she got a bit distant for a bit, but it was the holidays and she had a kid, so I gave her time. We started hanging out again, but she would not have sex. I couldn't figure it out. Finally I literally said "I really want sex, what's wrong?" and her answer deflated me. She knew it wasn't my intent, but she felt like if we had sex, it was because of the money. So all the money fucked me! To be clear, I was spending money because I enjoyed her company. She was fun and sexy as hell, and she made my feeling of loneliness go away. We still dated for a while longer, but I got a serious sleep issue and was frustrated about a lot and we started arguing a lot, so we went out separate ways. Girl 2 I will call Bella for B. A few months after Anna and I separated and a few one night stands, I went to a club out of town after a concert hoping they had the UFC fights. They didn't, but that did not matter. I honestly was still numb because of the Anna situation, so I wasn't really giving anyone attention. All the other girls gave up, but Bella took the challenge. She just listened, and listened, and listened. Then we talked about her life. I started going to her club every week or two to hang out, and after a few months, we planned a real date. But things were off. I couldn't call her, she had to call me. I brushed it off as her not wanting family to find out about me. She called me on the day of our date, told me she would meet me at her work, then we went out. Picking her up at work seemed odd, but maybe she wasn't comfortable with me knowing where she lived yet. The date went really well, sporting event and dinner. Afterwards we were just driving and talking, and I made a joke about the sex shop we drove by, but she was totally open to going in. In the store we were alone, so she told me something like "i really want to see that cock, but we can't at work" so I bought condoms, sexy lingerie, then we got a hotel room. We were totally in sync and had amazing sex. So every week for months we would find a day to hang out, and end up fucking all night. It was great, but we ran into two issues. First, we stopped doing anything but having sex. Second, she disappeared for a while. She got ahold of me again and cried and apologized and said she couldn't lost her phone and couldn't afford another , so I stupidly brushed it off. Things went back to normal, I even met part of her family, but then things turned weird again. She disappeared again, and when she reappeared, she admitted that both her and her mom were addicted to coke. She was busted, and skipped her court date, then busted again. Her disappearances were due to binges. She promised she would not disappear again, so I tried to help, to be there, but some people don't want help. She disappeared for a final time, and I never heard from her again. I left a lot of details out to ensure I remain anonymous. The thing about both of these relationships is anytime something was odd, I brushed it off. So trust your instincts, and if something is off, say something. And it is funny that the girl I was spoiling and financially supported would not have sex, while the girl who I didn't help out apart from being a friend gave me a lot of sex I think both of them were good people, but life does weird things. Oh and also, never date an addict!