“Deep grooves and weak teeth,” I’ve been told by dentists. I’d been working at a strip club when I met John — a financial upgrade from bagging at Whole Foods. ***When I lay back in the dental chair — a comfortable, pleather seat — I let the hygienist admire the remnants of work that John paid for. "The author's sugar daddy paid the bill when genetics and childhood dental neglect led to her needing extremely expensive dental work." Hope you hoes know it ain’t cheap.” There must be nothing as unglamorous as dental work, and yet it’s so expensive that it still serves as a flex.
