I know I have. It was early in my strip clubbing career. Usually if I liked a stripper, I would just fuck her. There was no love involved (except for her body). This stripper was different. She had a great personality and was one of the nicest girls I had ever met. She was funny. We had long deep conversations. She was a beautiful girl. Of course her body was nice, but I saw myself taking walks with her on the beach, going to movies with her, much more than just sex.
Of course the relationship ended up in a bad, stressful way. Every now and then I'll think about her and reminisce on the times we had. I'll miss her, but then I'll see a stripper on stage with an amazing body, and my focus turns to trying to take this girl on stage home for the night. Speaking from the words of a true strip club junkie.
P.S. (of course money is involved, I'm not inquitous lol).

We've all been there, even the one who doth protest too much, methinks. Sadly, just with all other facets of life, once you've been there and been burned, you're probably better off. Can the movie-ending riding off into the sunset happy ending happen with these girls? It's probably possible. It just really doesn't happen.