Career Opportunities 2

The woman I mentioned in a previous post, the Exotic Dancer, who from now on will just be SL, and I have been in discussion.  A friend of mine had talked to me about modeling, like nude or close to, so I was telling SL about it. She asked to see a picture or two, both of which came from this blog.  She liked one so much she offered to pay me for it, to blow it up, frame it, and hang it in her house.  

She had mentioned previously, during the Sugar Momma discussion, that her arm candy often models for her because she has a professional camera and obviously an appetite for naked men on her walls.  I just told her that she should do it right and take pictures with her camera, and I would bring the outfit in question.   She agreed, and is offering to pay me an unreasonable amount of money to do this.  So I have to accept this contract.  More on this as it develops.

SL told me when she goes to dance for private parties (bachelor parties, corporate parties, friendly homoerotic get togethers), she requires an escort come with her.  The customers foot the bill, and she has to pay someone, so she says she will pay me.  My job description involves being a security presence, telling pervy boys to keep their hands off, and making sure her music is playing right.  I get to watch a hot stripper for free, and get paid cash for it.  Dream job right? 

I am concerned that should an actual real threat arise, I would not be equipped to protect myself or her.  That seems worrisome, as do the late hours, the explanations and lies I would have to offer to my parents, and the ever real threat of me continuing down a road of psychological fuckedupness. 

Wow.  What a life. Any thoughts?