So... I really wasn't supposed to start a new MC, lmao. I couldn't resist this idea, though. HUGE inspiration taken from 'Cam' on Netflix, but the plot will not be going in the same direction. Hope you're along for the ride on this one!

Welcome to your session, xxxCaroline. Go Live now?

I get comfortable on my knees and adjust my top - a pink, lacy bralette that I found on clearance at Victoria's Secret just the other day. I expertly tie my hair into two pigtails and reapply my strawberry lip gloss, making sure my lips look plump and shiny in the monitor where my reflection looks back at me. I flash a trial-run smile and push in my shoulders to create cleavage, then situate the baby pink cheerleader skirt around my thighs. After that, I reach forward and move the mouse to click 'Yes', then the countdown begins.

You will go Live in 5… 4… 3… 2… 1. xxxCaroline, you are now Live!

The red light on the camera blinks to life and in response, I do too. I wave and watch myself do the same onscreen, where the numbers are already climbing. "Hi, guys," I say, using the voice I never use anywhere else. "How is everybody?"

The chat takes up the entire right side of the screen while my live feed takes up the left. I have a computer monitor the size of a TV, so it's easy for me to read and respond to comments while I'm in the middle of a show. They love it when I interact with them; it brings in a ton of tips.

BigBoi12: HORNY

FarmerJon: hey sexy

Peterpiperpecker: tits or gtfo

I roll my eyes and pretend to be amused. Over the two years I've been doing this, I've gotten good at acting. "Be patient, Peter," I say, caving in my shoulders further while leaning forward. I wink at the camera and blink slow, slipping my pointer finger into my mouth to suck on it while keeping playful eye contact with the lens. "Can't even say hi?"

Kenny69: fuck im so hard already

Peterpiperpecker: hi carebear

"That's better," I say, pulling back to sit with my knees spread, skirt falling to either side. I let my shoulders deflate and rest my chin on one closed fist, pretending to pout. "I had such a bad day at school. I got sent to the principal's office."

The schoolgirl act is what I do. It's why people come to my channel; it's my niche. This specific kink attracts a huge audience and my youthful face is an advantage. I'm only 23, but no one asks or cares. Obviously, I don't go to a school with a principal, but it doesn't matter what's real and what's fake. That's something I had to learn.

UrDaddy420: uh oh… what'd you do carebear?

Bigdick_9: naughty girl deserves a spanking

I feign surprise as if that wasn't what I was setting up from the start. "A spanking?" I ask. "It wasn't my fault. I don't want to hurt myself. My skin is so soft and delicate. You know that, 9…"

Bigdick_9: naughty girls. Get spankings.

FarmerJon: it's time for spankings carebear

"You guys are so mean to me," I say coyly, pulling myself up on my hands and knees to turn my ass towards the camera. I lean onto my elbows, on full display, and hear the animated chime of tips rolling in. I turn and look over my shoulder to see:

Bigdick_9 TIPPED YOU 100 COINS

Kenny69 TIPPED YOU 50 COINS

Papabear TIPPED YOU 200 COINS

I flip my skirt up so it rests on my lower back and now, my entire ass is exposed. I have a thong underneath, but it doesn't do much for coverage. It's not supposed to. "I'll give my little booty five spankings if you tip five hundred…" I say, shooting a sultry look towards the lens. "I know I deserve it."

The chimes follow, just like I knew they would.

Peterpiperpecker TIPPED YOU 100 COINS

UrDaddy420 TIPPED YOU 200 COINS

UrDaddy420: come on guys only 200 more

UrDaddy420: i wanna see that ass turn RED

FarmerJon TIPPED YOU 100 COINS

FarmerJon: only 100 more COME ON FUCKERS

Kenny69: IM OUT OF COINS FUCK

BigBoi12 TIPPED YOU 100 COINS

Kenny69: FUCK YESSSSSSSSSSS

FarmerJon: smack that little ass carebear

UrDaddy420: naughty girl, spank yourself

I arch my back and spread my knees a little, winding my hand back to land moderately hard on my ass. "Ow!" I squeal.

Peterpiperpecker: come on that didnt hurt HARDER

"Peter," I say playfully, wiggling my hips. "I wish you guys were here to do it for me."

Kenny69: god im about to bust already

I smack my ass a second time, this time with more force. Then again, making small sounds as I go. "It hurts, you guys," I say.

BigBoi12: YOU WERE NAUGHTY

Bigdick_9: fuck look at her ass its so pink

"Four, five," I say, hitting my ass as I count. Then, I turn around and cross my arms, pushing my boobs together as I pout towards the camera. "I'm mad at you now. That really hurt."

Papabear: dont worry carebear i'll kiss it make it better

"You're so sweet, Bear," I say, smiling as I tug on one of my pigtails. "So much nicer than my principal was."

UrDaddy420 TIPPED YOU 500 COINS

UrDaddy420: GET THE PADDLE

I widen my eyes and blink slowly, taking a slow inhale as I crawl towards the camera. "420," I say. "You want me to hit my sore little butt with the big, hard paddle?"

UrDaddy420: YES smack it so fucking hard

UrDaddy420 TIPPED YOU 200 COINS

UrDaddy420: ten times

UrDaddy420 TIPPED YOU 400 COINS

FarmerJon TIPPED YOU 300 COINS

BigBoi12 TIPPED YOU 500 COINS

Kenny69: fuck yes FUCK YES

Peterpiperpecker TIPPED YOU 300 COINS

"Oh my gosh," I say, swaying my hips as I walk to the trunk where I keep everything. "It's been so long since I used the paddle." I come back to the camera after grabbing it and drag my fingers over the surface, breathing deeply so my chest lifts. "It's so heavy…" I muse.

Bigdick_9: smack that pretty little ass. Turn it fucking red

Bigdick_9 TIPPED YOU 1000 COINS

"You're so good to me, 9," I say, getting on my hands and knees. I smack myself ten times, playing each one up for effect, and lose track of how many tips I get because of it. By the time I'm done, I'm panting on the floor - rolled onto my back, arms splayed above my head.

Kenny69: so. Fucking. Sexy.

BigBoi12: if i were there i would fuck you so hard

"I wish you were here, Biggie," I say, smiling breathlessly.

Papabear TIPPED YOU 100 COINS

Papabear: bra off carebear

"Only because you asked so nicely," I say, sitting up to pull it slowly off over my head. "That's much better, anyway."

Peterpiperpecker: TITTTTSSSSSSSSSSS

"My parents are so unfair," I say, petulant as I lean against the pink couch behind me. "I'm locked in my room with nothing to eat except for this cucumber. What am I supposed to do with a cucumber?"

I hold it up, knowing full well what they'll want me to do with it. They're predictable, if nothing else. Most men are. I know exactly what they want, how much they'll give for it, and how fast they'll move onto something else.

Kenny69: fuck yourself with it

Peterpiperpecker: Kenny youre out of coins stop fucking talking like you make the rules

Papabear: we all know carebear makes the rules anyway ;)

"Thank you, Bear," I say, dragging the rounded tip of the cucumber over my nipples until they rise from the attention. "I do make the rules around here."

Bigdick_9 TIPPED YOU 1000 COINS

Bigdick_9: fuck yourself with it. Deep, hard and slow

"Oh, my gosh," I say. "I don't know if that's what my parents had in mind for the cucumber, 9…"

FarmerJon TIPPED YOU 500 coins

FarmerJon: do it carebear

"Do you guys think it's safe?" I ask, trailing my finger up and down its length. "I don't know. I'm really tight… it might not fit inside me…"

UrDaddy420: dont worry baby. Its safe, we promise :)

BigBoi12 TIPPED YOU 500 COINS

BigBoi12: make it fit

"Biggie," I say, resting against the fluffy couch while keeping my thighs wide and knees bent. I look at myself in the monitor and don't recognize a single facet of who I am, which is exactly how I like to keep it. Obviously, xxxCaroline is nothing like my real life personality. She's a mask. She's what makes money. She puts a roof over my head, so this is what I do. Fuck myself with cucumbers while horny, lonely men watch and pay me.

FarmerJon TIPPED YOU 200 COINS

FarmerJon: take that thong off so we can see your pussy

"Ask nicely," I tease, tracing the tip of the cucumber along the crotch of my panties. "I know you know how to ask nicely…"

Papabear TIPPED YOU 300 COINS

Papabear: go ahead sweetheart :) please?

"You should all be a little more like Bear," I say, lifting my hips to shimmy out of my underwear. "Who wants these?"

BigBoi12 TIPPED YOU 400 COINS

Peterpiperpecker TIPPED YOU 600 COINS

Bigdick_9 TIPPED YOU 200 COINS

FarmerJon TIPPED YOU 400 COINS

UrDaddy420 TIPPED YOU 2000 COINS

I gasp theatrically. "Okay, 420, you can have them… if you want them so bad," I say, twirling the tiny panties around one finger. "Maybe I'll put something special in the package for you."

Bigdick_9: fuck you man you got her last pair

UrDaddy420: sorry youre fucking broke. Not my problem. Keeping crying about it

"Be nice, boys," I say, reclining again - this time completely bare under my skirt. I lube the cucumber while keeping my eyes steady, twirling my hand around it in the way I would a penis. Then, I widen my legs a little further and slip the tip between my lips, squirming for effect. "Oh my god," I whine. "It's big. Like, really big."

Papabear TIPPED YOU 200 COINS

Papabear: keep going baby doll daddy's right here

UrDaddy420: actually daddy is right here

"We've gone over this before," I breathe, pushing it in slowly. "You both - oh, my god…" It reaches the halfway point, which is as far as it will go. I get a good grip on the end and bite my lower lip, acutely aware of the thousands of eyes on me as I fuck myself with something from the produce section. "It feels so good," I say, and it's not a lie. It does actually feel pretty good, especially in comparison to some other things I've done and will inevitably do in the future. It's thick and long, hitting just the right spot. If I weren't so desensitized, it would probably feel a lot more wrong than it does. But right now, all that's on my mind is keeping up my reputation on this website and making money. Well, and the orgasm that it seems I'm about to have. "I'm about to come," I sigh, making sure they can see everything going on between my legs.

Kenny69: SAME IM ABOUT TO FUCKING BLOW

BigBoi12: keep going baby i wanna see you burst

"Uh, uh… oh, my god!" I squeal, hips lifting off the carpet in a manner that admittedly I play up. I did have an orgasm, which I'm happy about, but it definitely isn't as dramatic as I make it seem. It's not often that I genuinely come when I fuck myself on camera, so I count this as a success. My body is buzzing for a few different reasons, and I make eye contact with the camera as I pull the cucumber out slowly.

UrDaddy420 TIPPED YOU 400 COINS

UrDaddy420: suck on it

"So dirty," I say. "That's so dirty."

Kenny69: do it do it do it

FarmerJon TIPPED YOU 300 COINS

FarmerJon: put it in your mouth carebear you know you want to

BigBoi12: suck it like a dick

"Should I pretend it's your dick?" I ask, blinking lasciviously. "I don't know if I have enough tips for that."

BigBoi12 TIPPED YOU 1000 COINS

BigBoi12: its my dick. Suck it, carebear

"If you say so," I giggle, then wrap my lips around it. I taste myself, but it doesn't bother me. This isn't new by any means. "Mm, you're so big. You're gonna gag me."

FarmerJon: deepthroat it

FarmerJon TIPPED YOU 300 COINS

"Oh, my god!" I shriek, laughing. "I can't handle you guys. Fine, I will."

They get off to the sight of me being sexual with a piece of fruit come the end of the session. Once I'm done, my jaw is sore and my body still pulsates from the moderate orgasm I had a bit ago. I shut the main camera off and sit there in the middle of the room for a long moment, exhaling to force the tension out of my shoulders. Interrupting the silence, my phone buzzes from the other side of the room and when I get up to answer it, this flashes across the screen:

INCOMING VIDEO CALL FROM UrDaddy420. ANSWER?

I close my eyes and shake my head. "Not tonight," I mutter to myself, then press the 'Decline' button. Then, I shoot him a message through the cam app.

xxxCaroline: sorry, 420. I'm rly rly tired. I'm ab to go to sleep :(

UrDaddy420: let daddy tuck you in, carebear

xxxCaroline: ur sweet :) ill see u tomorrow :)

I turn the app on Do Not Disturb and toss my phone away, moving to clean up everything I got out. I wrap the cucumber in a plastic bag to throw it away, then throw my outfit in the laundry after walking out of my cam room. Inside of the room is dimly lit with pink lighting; everything is played to my persona. Outside of the room, though, is like any other house. Decorated in a way that fits the real me. Pretty, light neutrals with plenty of photos on the walls, a white couch in the front room and black countertops in the kitchen. By looking at the main part of the house, you'd never guess what the guest bedroom looks like. Not to mention the purpose it serves.

I make dinner and eat it in front of the TV, checking my stats as I do. Tonight, I made almost 13,000 coins - which, after the website takes their share - translates to about $6,000. It isn't bad, but I can do better. I will do better, but not right now. I'm too tired to think about anything besides a shower and my bed.

The next day, I'm woken by the sound of my sister's voice and what's clearly the midday sun shining through my bedroom window. "April?" she calls. "Are you home?"

"Mmmm…" I groan, trying to catch her attention without forming words as I shove my face into the pillow.

"Oh, god," Ariel says, now standing in my doorway. "What are you doing? Shouldn't you be at rehearsal, or… or class, or something?"

"Probably," I grunt.

My mattress depresses as she sits on the edge and jostles my shoulders. "Then why are you here?" she asks.

"Late night," I murmur. "Tired. Go away."

"I'm not going anywhere. I didn't come here just to turn around and go back."

I roll over and look at her with squinted, bleary eyes. "What're you doing, anyway?" I ask. "Shouldn't you be at school?"

"School day's done, dude. I was just gonna hang out here 'til you got off, but… you're here. It's almost 4 and you're still in bed. What the hell?"

"I told you," I say, rolling back over to hug my pillow. "Late night."

"How much did you make?" she asks, knowing exactly what I mean.

"Around 6," I say.

"Damn," she says. "Nice."

"Yeah, fucked myself with a cucumber for it," I say, looking at her over my shoulder.

"What?" she says, gaping with an incredulous smile. "Stop it. You're fucking with me."

"Nope," I say. "And they loved it."

"They're such sickos!" she laughs. "Oh, my god. I can't believe you made six thousand dollars in one night. That's so crazy! Have you ever heard of another job doing that, like… ever?"

"CEOs," I mutter.

"Yeah, but not like that. You know what I mean. That's a real job."

"My job's a real job," I say, narrowing my eyes. "Don't talk like that, Rel. It's fuckin' ugly."

"Sorry," she says. "I know. It was a mistake. It's just crazy that you sit in the pink room and flirt with a bunch of old men and you're like… rich because of it."

"Definitely not rich," I say.

"Why would anyone wanna do anything else?" she says. "I totally need to get into this."

"No way," I say, rolling my eyes. "No fucking way."

"Oh, come on," she says. "We could be a team."

"That's sick. You have no idea what that means, so I'm gonna need you to stop talking."

Ariel bursts out laughing and I can't help but giggle, too. "I don't mean like that!" she exclaims, turning red as she shoves my shoulder. "Although, somebody somewhere is probably into gross incest shit."

"Oh, it's not rare," I say. "You sweet, naive baby. Guys eat it up. But don't be sick! Why are we even talking about this?"

"Because I think it's cool, what you do," she says. "I mean, you're owning your body and your sexuality and making a living from it. And it's what you wanna do. It's all your choice. I mean, you control these guys. And they pay you for it. What could be better?"

"Okay, number one, you make it sound like it's gonna be my career for the rest of my life. It's totally not," I say, lying on my back. "It's just for right now. Number two-"

"Yeah, but it's like all you're doing right now," she says, cutting me off.

"It is not," I say.

"Yeah, you stay up super late doing shows and making money, then sleep 'til 4. I didn't say there's anything wrong with it, but it's literally all you do."

"Seriously, stop," I say. "No, it's not. I go to school, that's the reason why I do the shows. I haven't had to take out a single loan or ask Mom for money that she couldn't give me anyway."

"You barely even go to class," Ariel says. "Mom was like: 'ask Bunny when her next performance is!' So… when is it?"

Bunny is my nickname that my family calls me. I have no idea how it originated, but I don't mind it. "I… I don't know," I admit.

"Are you really missing that much class?" she asks.

"I go, Rel," I say. "I just get super tired from my shows and it bites me in the ass. I just need to figure out a better way to work my schedule. You don't have to worry about it, though, okay? It's my business. I'll work it out. I always do."

"I know," she says. "Sorry. I wasn't trying to start something."

"It's fine," I say, sitting up and finger-combing my hair.

"Mom also wants me to take you back to the house for dinner," she says. "She told me you probably haven't eaten a good meal in weeks."

I snort and my shoulders bounce once. "Well, she's not wrong," I say. "Let me get in the shower and we can get out of here."

"Mom, I brought her," Ariel calls as we walk in the house.

"I smell meatloaf," I say, following her in to kick off my shoes. "Mom, I'm home!"

"I hear my girls!" Mom shouts back. "Come in here. Dinner will be ready in just a sec." My sister and I walk into the kitchen and Mom smiles when she sees us. "There you are. It's been too long, Bun."

"I know, I'm sorry," I say, picking a pretzel out of the circular dish on the counter. "I've been really busy."

"I bet," she says, putting on oven mitts to grab the meatloaf from the oven. "How are your classes?"

Ariel shoots me a look, but I ignore her. "Good," I say, still chewing.

"Good, that's all I get?" She nods towards my sister. "Set the table, would you, babe?" She looks back to me. "So vague. I need details. The last I heard, you were auditioning for a show with a name I couldn't pronounce."

"Oh, yeah," I say, bringing the silverware over to help Ariel. "La Syphide, I think that's you're thinking of. No, I didn't get into that."

"Not the role you wanted?"

"Well, I didn't… I didn't get any role," I say. "But you know, it's really for the best. 'Cause I don't think I was ready for it, anyway. It was a really big show. I… I need to get better first, before I do something like that."

"Well, I think you're fantastic already," Mom says. "No need to get down on yourself."

"I'm not," I say.

"She just needs to practice more, probably," Ariel cuts in.

"And I will," I say through my teeth.

"Well, I imagine it has to be hard with work and everything," Mom says, dishing the mashed potatoes. "It can be difficult to juggle those things within a schedule. Sometimes, what you love the most has to take the fall if you wanna make a living."

"Exactly," I say pointedly to my sister.

"How's work going, by the way?" Mom asks. "I've been telling everyone at church how well you're doing. I'm just so proud of you, baby, I can't help it. They all wanna get in to see you as soon as possible. They want you to be their sponsor, or whatever it is you call it."

"Life coach, mom," I say, blatantly lying. But it's not like I can so easily tell her that I perform in front of a camera for men nightly to make all the money I do. So, I had to make something up.

"Oh, right. Well, could they come see you sometime?"

"I don't know, maybe," I say. "I… there might be something about breeching some line if you already know the person, I don't know."

"Well, look into it," she says, smiling at me. "I'm just so proud. They are, too."

"Thanks, mom," I mutter, meeting her eyes for only a second before directing them back down at my plate.

I eventually reroute the conversation and we talk about how Ariel is doing in school instead; being that it's her last year and she's in the Honor Society, there's a lot to discuss. As we're cleaning up, my phone starts vibrating with messages - and I know the vibration pattern well. It's from the app, and I need to check it. Some of the guys message me privately, and there's always a chance to get tips by interacting with them - using barely any energy on my part. It's always worth it.

"I should probably get going soon…" I say, one hand flat on my pocket.

"No, you're not going anywhere," Mom says. "We have to watch The Voice! It's the finale tonight."

"Will you please just stay?" Ariel asks. "You never just freaking stay in one place anymore. You're always running off somewhere."

I make a small sound and my mom turns to make eye contact. "She's right," she says. "Sit down and relax. I'll make tea with sugar, just the way you like. It'll be nice. We can have a girls night."

"Dad just texted me," Ariel says, looking up from her phone. "Says he's watching the finale too, in like… Boise, or wherever."

Our dad drives a semi truck all over the United States and has for my whole life. I saw him on the weekends as a kid, which means that my mom did the majority of the work in raising us. I love him to death, he's my dad, but our bond is different than mine and my mom's. I see him even more infrequently now than I did as a little girl.

"Alright, I'll stay," I say, flopping down on the couch in the corner I've always sat in.

"Jeez, don't make it sound like a chore," Ariel snipes, getting comfortable close to me.

I open my phone and keep it close so she can't see the screen, swiping through my notifications to see that I have a new message thread waiting on the CamGirl app.

BigBoi12 SENT YOU A MESSAGE!

BigBoi12: hey sexy you around?

BigBoi12: im bored as hell at work and would love to video chat…

I look to either side as my mom comes into the living room with the tea she promised and smile to thank her. Once she sits down, I bring the phone close to my face again and type a response while trying to seem inconspicuous.

xxxCaroline: can't videochat biggie sorry :( im having girl time

BigBoi12: oooooh but girl time sounds like the perfect opportunity to chat… why dont you show me whats going on?

xxxCaroline: i cant ;) i'll send you a few pics though :)

BigBoi12: you always know how to make me feel better

With a small smirk on my face, I flip through the camera roll until I find a few sexy pictures that look like they could've been taken today. I always make sure to have an arsenal just in case a situation like this arises where I can't take them on the spot. The guys don't know the difference. I send him one of me in a black bra blowing a kiss at the camera, pouty lips coated in lip gloss, and then another where I'm turned around and looking over my shoulder, my ass cheeks visible under my short skirt.

xxxCaroline: hope they make your night go faster ;)

BigBoi12 TIPPED YOU 300 COINS

BigBoi12: we could have a little fun if you want… are you not wearing panties under that skirt you naughty girl?

xxxCaroline: i cant stay. Ill have to leave it up to ur imagination :) night Biggie

Just as I'm about to click my phone's screen off, a new message comes up and makes it vibrate again, which catches the attention of my mother. "Who are you texting?" she asks. "You haven't looked up from your phone once. Aren't we supposed to be watching this show together?"

"Yeah, who are you texting?" Ariel jabs, then snatches the phone where it's still open to my camera roll.

"Hey, give it back!" I growl, practically attacking her to retrieve it. Once it's back in my hands, I shoot her a nasty look and say, "You bitch, don't take my stuff."

"April!" Mom scolds. "Don't use that type of language in this house, you know better. It is not okay to call your sister names. It was a joke. What has gotten into you?"

"Nothing," I say.

"Who are you talking to that you don't want us to know about?" she asks, hitting it right on the head. "You're always so secretive about that phone."

"It's nothing, mom," I groan, eyes widening. "I'm talking to clients from my job and there's this whole confidentiality thing. If you guys saw, I don't know. I could get in a lot of trouble."

"I don't know why you couldn't have just said that," she says, giving me a strange look. "You're acting odd. Are you sure you're okay?"

"I'm fine," I say. "I think I'm gonna go, though."

"Wait, Bunny, come on," Ariel says. "It was a fricken joke!"

"It's not that," I say, getting up from the couch. "I'm just tired. Wanna get home."

"Yeah, sure. Tired," Ariel mutters.

"Thanks for dinner, mom," I say, forcing a smile. "Let me know who wins."

"Dad was gonna call after," my sister says.

"Tell him I say hi," I say, waving. "See you guys."

I sit in my car for a long moment, leaned forward with my forehead on the steering wheel. I take long, cleansing breaths. That isn't the first time I've had a close call like that with my mom around, and Ariel wasn't helping. She loves to push my buttons and annoy me in ways only she knows how - that's how sisters work - but sometimes I can't stand it. I needed to get out of there, and now I need to get home.

When I walk through the door, I get a notification.

INCOMING VIDEO CALL FROM UrDaddy420. ANSWER?

I hurry to take off my shoes and get to the bathroom so the rest of my house isn't visible. Once I get the right lighting, I press the green 'Accept' button and smile into the camera - now turned onto my xxxCaroline persona. "Hi, 420," I say smoothly. "You caught me just when I was about to take a bath."

"Oh, perfect," he says, and though the lighting is low I can still make out his shape in the dark. He's an older man, someone I wouldn't look twice at on the street. Nothing about him is attractive whatsoever, but he's one of my best tippers. We have a strange, working relationship that I couldn't explain if I tried. "Mind if I join you?"

"I'd love that," I say, setting my phone up after turning on the faucet and stripping my shirt over my head. "Oops," I say. "I forgot to put on a bra today."

The truth is, I'm not well-endowed and I don't need much of one in the first place, especially when I'm not going anywhere important. But it's a detail that I always play up because for some reason, they like it. "That's alright," he says. "I don't think you should ever wear one, baby. Unless it's the pink one you mailed to me."

"That was my favorite one, you know that," I say, smiling.

"I know," he says. "I keep it in the nightstand right by my bed. It's almost like you're here with me."

"That's so sweet of you," I say. "I'm getting in the bath now. Oh my gosh, the water is so hot!" I step in one foot at a time and bring the phone with me, sinking under the water so the bubbles reach my chin. "It feels so good."

I see the movement of his arm which lets me know what he's doing. A sense of satisfaction rises in my chest, but I don't let it show. Instead, I stay naive and doe-eyed, which is the way he loves to have me. "You look so perfect," he grunts.

"Look at all the bubbles," I say, sitting up to put my breasts on display. "Look! They're all over my little boobs." I set the phone on the soap holder so it faces me and blow him a sudsy kiss, giggling afterwards with my hands near my mouth. "It's so relaxing," I say, laying back while keeping my eyes on the camera. "Don't you wish you were here with me?"

"Oh god, you don't know how bad," he says. "Are you touching yourself too, Carebear?"

"Uh-huh," I lie, slipping one hand under the water. It only rests on my thigh though. I'm the exact opposite of horny, watching him do this. So, I close my eyes and move my arm in the way he expects, then listen to him grunt as he finishes. "Did that feel good?" I ask.

"So good, Jesus Christ," he says. "I love you, baby. God, you're the best."

"Mm-hmm," I say, picking up the phone again with sudsy hands.

UrDaddy420 TIPPED YOU 500 COINS

"Thanks, 420," I say. "You're so good to me." As I'm looking at the screen and the delirious look on his face, an incoming call tries to come in from one of my friends who's also in the business. "Oh, I gotta go," I say sweetly. "It's my bedtime. I'll see you soon, though, okay? I'm going live tomorrow night. You better be there."

"You know I never miss your shows," he says. "Sleep tight, Carebear."

I hang up and answer Jade's call, my voice switching to its regular timbre instead of high and feathery. "Hey," I say, leaning back against the tub and bending my knees. "What's up?"

"Not much," she says. "Just chilling. Long day."

"I saw you were live for a while," I say.

"Yeah," she says. "Eh. Wasn't great. Could've done better. How did yours go last night?"

"Pretty amazing, actually," I say. "I had a ton of hits. If I would've known a cucumber made so much money, I would've done it way sooner."

She laughs and says, "God, they're desperate."

"I know," I say. "I just got off a call with one of my regulars. He got off in like, twenty seconds. He saw like, an inch of my tits and they're covered in soap. All I had to do was sit here."

"Best part of the job," Jade says. "Honestly."

"They're so sad," I snort. "I know that's bad to say, but…"

"They are," she says. "No, like, they really are."

"At least they put a roof over my head," I say, shrugging. "I'm sorry your show wasn't what you wanted. I'm sure it was better than you thought, though."

"I feel like they're getting bored with me," she admits. "I don't know."

"Well, let's do a joint show soon, then," I say. "You know they love it when we do that."

"Sure," she says. "That sounds good."

"But you know my rules," I say. "You-"

"We're not gonna have sex, yes, I know," she says. "Believe me, Chastity Belt, I know. We'll just do some kissing and heavy petting. Everyone will bust."

"Hot," I say, chuckling. I glance at the clock then let out a long sigh, sinking further into the water. "I should go," I say. "I have class tomorrow and I haven't practiced at all. I'm gonna suck balls and I should at least have a good night's sleep beforehand."

"Hey, if you're gonna suck balls you should at least get paid," Jade says.

"You're so hilarious," I say, rolling my eyes lightly. "I'll talk to you soon, okay? Figure out when we're gonna do our show."

"Sounds good," she says. "Night, Caroline."

I hang up and get out of the bath, falling into bed in nothing but a thin robe. I don't bother changing into pajamas and know I'll wake up nude in the morning, but I don't mind. I'm nervous about rejoining my class after what seems like forever being away. It's only been a week, but that's too long for a dancer. I know I'm falling behind, but there's not much to be done about it. I need to keep up with my cam shows if I want to stay relevant and continue making money. There's no way around this; at least, no way I can see.

I don't even remember falling asleep, but I wake long before my alarm. It was set for 9am, but I'm wide awake at 7 and at 7:45, there's nothing left for me to do after getting ready, so I tell myself that I might as well make some money while I wait for my day to start.

I go into the pink room and set it up the way I want. I don't plan on doing a long session, maybe just a little teasing to see what I can get out of it. Because of that, I don't put much thought into what I'm going to say or do. I'll just let it come naturally after seeing who's online.

Welcome to your session, xxxCaroline. Go Live now? I click the 'Yes' button as always, then read: You will go Live in 5… 4… 3… 2… 1. xxxCaroline, you are now Live!

All I'm wearing is the same robe I fell asleep in last night, my hair tied in a loose bun. "Hi, boys," I say. "I'm getting ready for school and I just wanted to wish everybody a good day. I'm gonna try much harder to be good today."

BigBoi12: dont worry about being good sweetheart, we'll be here when youre not ;)

"I know you will, Biggie," I say, giggling breathily. "Who else is here?" I look at the side of the screen and try to quickly read the list of names as more and more flow in, but it's hard to keep up. "Wow, so many of you are up early," I say.

FarmerJon: just waiting for you carebear

"So sweet," I say, inching the robe off of my shoulders subtly. I continue to talk and it sneaks lower and lower down my arms until the fabric is barely covering my chest. I sit up on my knees and duck my chin, looking slyly at the camera, hoping they'll catch on.

TallDarkHandsome: why dont you take that all the way off?

"Who's this?" I ask, leaning forward so as much cleavage as possible shows. "I don't think I recognize you, Handsome. Are you new?"

TallDarkHandsome: you could say that.

UrDaddy420: get outta here newbie

Kenny69: hes right take it off take it off

TallDarkHandsome: i'd really like it if you took it off. Would you?

"You're so polite," I say. "But…"

Peterpiperpecker: you obviously dont know how it works around here

Peterpiperpecker TIPPED YOU 100 COINS

Peterpiperpecker: take it tf off carebear

"So demanding," I say, pushing my hair behind my shoulders. "I don't know if I want to anymore."

TallDarkHandsome TIPPED YOU 2500 COINS

TallDarkHandsome: Please.

I try not to let my shock show on my face. For an unplanned show like this, I never expect big tips. Change, mostly. That was something I definitely didn't see coming. "Because you asked so nicely," I say, playing along while trying to keep my heart rate down. I have no clue who this guy is, but I might want to find out.

I slip the robe off of my shoulders and I'm completely naked underneath. I push it out of the frame and place my hands on my thighs, pressing my breasts together as I blink demurely at the camera. "Is this what you wanted?" I ask.

Kenny69: fuckkkkkkkk yesssssssssssss

UrDaddy420: dumb fuck. Used all his coins

TallDarkHandsome: I didn't; not that it's your business.

BigBoi12: are you that desperate bro

"Guys, stop it," I say. "I have to go soon, anyway. My parents are calling me from downstairs. If they found me like this I'd be in big, big trouble."

BigBoi12: youre such a good girl

"I try," I say, voice saccharine as I turn my head to the door as if I heard something on the other side. "I have to go," I say. "I'll see you guys later. Tonight, maybe." I give a wave towards the camera before I shut it off, then pull my robe back on. I feel good and a little excited - though I'm not sure why.

Just as I'm standing up to leave, my phone chimes with a familiar sound.

INCOMING VIDEO CALL FROM TallDarkHandsome. ANSWER?

My stomach twists as I realize that it's the new follower. It's stupid, getting nervous over it, but it's easy to grow used to the usernames and occasional faces I so often see. The fact that he's already so brazen as to video chat me sends chills up my spine, though they very well could be unfounded. Over half the guys who watch me are in their 60s without anywhere else to put their money or their dicks. Just because his username is a little better than average doesn't mean he's any different.

I take a deep breath and press 'Yes,' watching his side of the screen come to life. As the pixels gather into something clear, I come to see that he isn't at all what I expected, but everything I hoped for. Instead of old and hairy, he's my age and extremely well-kept. His eyes are a piercing aqua, and he's got the most beautiful face I've ever seen. I have no idea what a guy like this is doing on CamGirl, but I don't ask. "Hi," I say sweetly, trying to keep up the persona while all these feelings run through me. "Thank you for the tip. It was so generous of you, Handsome."

The corner of his lips pull up in a smile, one that makes my heart speed up as it sends heat to my core. When he speaks, his voice is like silk and I momentarily forget both of my names - real and fake. "You're welcome," he says. "You deserved it."