Part II: Cracks in the Armor

Troy wasn’t just a fling, but a full-blown love affair—and the beginning of everything glittering, intoxicating, and unsustainable.

During the pandemic, I stumbled into sex work almost by accident. What began as word games and secret videos turned into suits, lingerie, dick ratings, and a whole new sense of freedom. In discovering OnlyFans, I didn’t just find an outlet—I found healing, power, and unexpected joy.

A reflection on the early agreements that shaped my relationship with Caleb — from flirty boundaries and the “time zone rule” to honoring autonomy and becoming lifelong travel partners. Not all who wander are lost.

Some people go to Disney World to meet a mascot. I went to Club Kink and met myself. By the end of the night, I wasn’t just watching the freedom around me — I was living it.