My name is carry (goofy name ik) and as of right now I am trying to get out of the house without my children knowing. Wanna know why? It's because I'm a stripper.
No one knows and if I'm gonna be honest I don't plan on them finding out since basically everyone thinks I'm going to work at McDonald's all my life.
I have 3 kids:
Ali, 15
Jayden, 14
Jasmine, 13
Now here's how my life goes, Ali is the chill one literally stays in her room, doesn't talk goes to school goes back does the same thing. I know she has multiple hook ups with guys she meets at the bar so that's her issue not mine.
Jayden, I personally think his as is fruity as a fruit cup like it is very obvious but he thinks I dont know so I'm waiting until he comes out himself
Jasmine is in sixth grade. SIXTH GRADE and has atleast 5 bodies all by choice btw not forced. Her messing around with all those little ass boys aren't my problem anymore. I've told her over and over again to stop, but she does what she wants.
I have a husband..well had, but our marriage is just.. a very loopy roller coaster with a lot of upside down turns so that's a story for another day.
"MOM!" Jasmine yells through the other side of the door. I crack it open a little so she continues, "Can I go with my baby daddy #1 today so I can give him head in the back of his moms truck????"
My mouth opens in shock at what she just asked me and I slam the door closed in her face.
I don't have time for this nonsense right now. I look over at the clock and see it's almost 10 meaning it I don't leave and make my way to the club now I'll be late. I've already been late a few times this week and if it happens again I'll be done for.
I climb out the window over my bed, and hop into my golf cart since Ali took the car for the night.
