Robyn Cassidy...what can you say about her? She's fierce, conniving, and heavily misunderstood. No man could handle her drive--they were too weak. Her nymphomaniac attitude and "go get the money.." persona were only a coverup for the innocent but h...
Rest day for the rest of the world but not for me.
I had to first teach a pole dancing class at 9.
Go to my water aerobics class at 12.
Open up shop at 1 and teach a Domme seminar on Zoom at 5.
Appointments from 7 to midnight.
I had a few breaks to nap and eat, luckily I didn't have to work at the lounge today. I spent Sunday's doing the things that I enjoyed and making money was simply a plus.
"Okay ladies! Don't be afraid, own it! Grip it..and squeeze those muscles, you will feel yourself lifting."
I helped ladies up and their smiles really warmed my heart.
Through sweat, tears, and soreness, getting up that pole and getting the routine done was their mission. Most of all, taking their health serious.
Task one was complete.
Next, I went to aerobics with my best friend Remy. Every girl wished she could be Remy, even me. She's smart, beautiful, and the true definition of a friend. A rarity in a world full of hating ass, wannabe ass bitches. She and my other best friend, Wren (you can see why we're besties, our mommas love birds) are my rocks. Wren is sadly, living in San Diego living his accountant dreams.
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We were both out of breath.
"Whew, come on girl!"
She said as we weren't swimming—but running laps in the water, with weights.
"You see me trying.." I said out of breath. Remy was so intense these days, it's her new 'thing' .
"So, any new clients?" She asked.
She lowkey wanted to do what I do but she is so vanilla, she could never. I wouldn't let her anyways. She's too fragile and innocent. She was way more sheltered than I was.
We've known each other since we were 7. That's 16 years. We even graduated college together. But she moved to Vegas for two years, and just decided to move back to LA, not too long ago.
"I checked and I actually have one, his description says he's tall, wants someone to talk to, and he wants to learn how to submit to women."
"Mommy issues..." she sang.
All I could do was laugh. She was the book definition of a Psych major.
