I think we can all agree that the worst PL there is is one who thinks that he can "save" a dancer. As much as she plays Scarlett O'Hara, the truth is is that she doesn't want to be saved and any PL out there should get it in their mind, first and foremost, that unless you're both rich, and powerful enough to shut her down, no way you're ever going to get her to change. With that said,
I live way out in the burbs, bordering on wilderness. I live in an apartment complex. About eight months ago, a couple moved in and caught my interest because every day, they have visitors, all day long. Why this bothers me, is because they take up parking spaces, especially mine. The girl is the only one who is accessible, and just barely so. By asking one question at a time, and discretely so, I've put together a picture of just what is going on in that apartment.
She's 19, and lives with a much older college student. She pays the bills. She worships the ground that he walks on. She's punishing her parents by living with him. She walks, four miles, round trip, to and from work, at a jiffy lube, to support him. The friends who come over everyday, and stay all day long, are buddies with whom he plays video games with, all day long. She doesn't want to be rescued.
I grew up in ranch country, where this kind of thing is very much frowned on. As a SC veteran, I know dancers support loser boyfriends who are blood sucking leeches. It's sad, but you have to let people figure things out on their own.
Dudester, I think I know of something worse.
Seattle Rick's used to have a superhot lil' hottie my friend and I both patronized (4 for $100 as I recall). During my session with her she spoke of how she fell madly for a patron and begged to give him a free dance at the club. Eventually they moved in together and she paid most of the bills the entire time. Finally they broke up, at which time she cut all of her hair off. She then lifted her hair to the light so I could see her natural growth underneath of the extensions. What makes it worse, was that a few months later my friend was shopping in Nordstroms and saw her at one of the counters, presumably spending our money...