"You work as much as possible. Actually, you dropped out of school a while ago," Tamara says.
"I dropped out of school?" you ask. "Are you telling me that I'm dumb or something?"
"I think 'disinterested' is the right term," Tamara says.
You shake your head, partly because you don't understand and partly because you can't believe that you would ever drop out of school.
"You wanted to focus on stripping. School just wasn't any fun and stripping is. Plus, you can't make money going to school, you know?"
You collapse to the floor, folding your arms in front of your bare DD-cup breasts, saying "I can't believe this is happening." It's at this moment when you notice all the slutty outfits in your walk-in closet. It was bad enough before when you were just a regular (but good-looking) girl. Now it was going to be a nightmare, having the life of a slutty stripper.