I dated this stripper once. I lived across from the nudies, and went for a beer every now and then. She moved in with me. AMAZING.
Anyways, she did some crazy shit, stuff that blew my mind, like she ran off to the fucking park, and went for the homeless gangbang. No fucking joke. I get to the park and there she is in a dog collar on a blanket surrounded by homeless guys.
Broke my dear little heart it did. I didn't know what I should do, rescue her or what? But I wasn't at that stage in my life where I'd join in, know what I mean?
Now she's married with kids, fat, and the guy she picked up is good looking, but it's one of those typical things where the husband goes and works 9-7 and shes alone with the kids doing the housewife thing, waiting for the divorce to hit them, know what I mean?
I mean, this OP thinks shes badass, and the truth is, she is, and she's looking for the daddy to support her biological clock, and she'll be fucking every dude in her sight in the meantime, and probably behind his back.
She means it. She does not want a nice guy, unless you got money.