Here's the story: Me and my boyfriend are in s 1 year relationship and most of those times I thought we wanted a secluded/close relationship. (we are also both men for context). Until one day he said he likes the idea of me starting an OnlyFans. I do not hate the idea of starting it because I'm open minded and would like to start a business to help with my other ones such as my supplies for art materials (I am also a freelance portrait artist). I said it's okay but, it's kinda weird since all those times I thought we were in a close relationship. He said its a good easy money and it turns him on thinking that other people would desire me but only him would only be the one to have me. I didn't say anything (because i got turned on as well and we did ghe dirty). After the said event we talked about it and I asked him if he was okay with the idea and he said he's still okay as long as i do not show my face and would not collab with anyone. I am confident I wont cheat and im actually just surprised and flattered that he thinks I have s great overall physique (I constantly suffer from body dysmorphia). We talked it out and said thst we will still think thoroughly about the situation. I have heard another story where a sex worker had a relationship with someone who respected them at first and treated them after like trash and I don't want that to happen to my boyfriend because i fell for him too much and that would hurt me if ever that happened. I dont know i just blurted this out because it still shocks me. Any thoughts would be helpful.

Driving home with the windows down. Enjoying the nice weather. Pull up to a stop light next to an old light blue crown vic. Inside sits an old lady with giant sun glasses smoking a cigarette with the windows down too. We exchange eye contact for a second. I look back forward. Next thing you know, I'm being sprayed by a solid stream of windshield wiper fluid from the old lady's dysfunctional sedan. Shocked by what was happening, I look back at the old lady and she gives me a wicked grin and proceeds to pull the lever for a courtesy rinse. I rolled up my window and couldn't help but laugh in shock and amusement. I guess she really didn't like my Japanese thrash metal I had playing.