Making Ends Meet

I turned 16 when my mother decided to divorce my father. She was a homemaker, never had a job, never went to college, didn't have any skills. But my father was an alcoholic and he had a girlfriend and she had given birth to his baby. They both told me that I could live where ever I wanted, basically neither one wanted me. I fell into the arms of my best friend at school. She was willing to love me and I was already in love with her. But she was working for this woman after school. She was a teen prostitute.

Over the following years I became a prostitute too, giving most of the money to my mother. My new stepmother didn't want me around because of my girlfriend, she never caught on that we were prostitutes and that's where we got the money.

My father started gambling on line and lost the equity in her house. They had to move to an apartment. My girlfriend and me went to college working as strippers and prostitution. We are now too old for that, we have a California Closet franchise paid for from our savings. We don't advertise our past, only a few people know. We got here because we always worked hard, saved and didn't care what people thought of us. Believe it or not, being lesbians is a worse reputation than being strippers.