Two minutes into my conversation with a dancer last night, she started to tear up when she told me that she wouldn't be able to have the birthday party for her 6 year old today. Apparently she was having a horrible night and things were shitty for her all week, so she was broke. The melodrama continued with her sobbing and asking how would she be able to break this to her kid, who was supposedly very excited about her upcoming party. No consolation that I offered made her feel better, including telling her that she still had 2 1/2 hours in the night, that the important thing is that the kid had food in her belly and a roof over her head or that kids are resilient and a decent excuse can hold her off for a while.
So, seeing that she was inconsolable, I did what any good guy would do. I offered her an earning opportunity. ;)
A short while later, she experienced another bout of anguish over the fact that she was going to have to fuck a stranger to earn money for her kid's birthday. I became a little irritated and told her to forget it, giving her a consolation $20 for her time. She immediately did a 180 and made sure I knew that she really wanted to do it and then put a smile on her face, though you could see that she was a little torn. I was still a little irked and made it clear that I had no interest in a reluctant partner and she continued to assure me of her willingness to do the deed.
Well, she certainly did do the deed and quite well I might add. Thank goodness she wasn't crying during the event, lol. After the fact, she seemed to be very concerned about what I thought of her. I made sure to let her know that I respected her for doing what was necessary to help her kid and that she's a good mother. I have a little "you were a lioness for your child" spiel that I trot out for these occasions and it often seems to make them feel better. :)
I expect to see her again. Hopefully things will start off more pleasant the next time.

