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What does that even mean? For certain, he isn’t tipping mea few dollars. He’s almost half of my income, with Mask being a portion of the rest.
You give me too much already,I say, feeling suddenly modest. Maybe this is a chance at gaining a sugar daddy, and here I am blowing it.It’s not just a few dollars that you’re giving me. It’s really nice of you, for one. And it’s more than I ever could’ve asked for.
Not wanting to neglect Mask, however, I flip back over to that conversation to see that he’s asked me what else I’m into.
CNCI reply without hesitation this time. I don’t have to give myself the whole mental song and dance about them being strangers. They’re never going to see me. They’ll never meet me or get the chance to act on my fantasies, or theirs.Do you know what that is?
Do I fucking know what that is?His response is quick.Of course I do. Holy fuck, Envy. That’s so hot. That’s what you should start leading with when you stream. You could say you’re into it and become a millionaire. Especially if you’re already naked. Fuck. I’m so serious. Do you know what you look like? Do you know how hot you are?
The string of praise is unexpected enough that I switch conversations once more, to the one with a slightly more serious tone.
It’s not all that, love. Not at all. I’d rather buy you something outright, if you’d let me. Let me send you something just for you. Just because I want to.
Send me something? Hell fucking no. While the idea of getting gifts is… tempting, there’s no way that I’ll tell someone where I live. Not even the city.
No. I’m sorry,I say.I don’t want anyone to know that much about me. Are you mad?
You’d have to do a lot more than be cautious with me to upset me, baby girl.This new nickname is enough of a switch that I feel like I have whiplash.You’re so good for being careful and protecting yourself. Let me show you what I want to get you, and I’ll send you the money for it. How about that?
I can’t help my response, and I switch inboxes after asking,What if I don’t get what you want?
Mask is just as sweet and overly excited as he had been a few seconds ago. Another paragraph of praise waits for me, and I can’t help my little grin.
Though at the next message, I sigh with disappointment and flop over onto my side.
Sorry, I have to go. I don’t want to go. All I want is to talk to you for the rest of the weekend, but my roommate says it’s my turn to fix dinner. Have a good night, okay? And if you ever want to just, like, talk or something, you can totally message me. Anytime.
I hope you have a good weekend too,I say, waiting for signs of another message before turning back to my active conversation with Terror.
You won’t do that.
I have to reread my prior message to remember what I’d said to him, and I blink in surprise at how…surehe sounds.
I won’t? I ask, unable to help it.
No, love you won’t. I know you won’t. Can I send you a link? Show you what I want to get you, then I’ll send you the money?
Should I do this? I go over all the ways he could know it’s me, but I can’t find any that are a genuine concern. If he’s just sending me the money over this site, then it’s just like a tip, isn’t it? He doesn’t know where I am at all.
Okay, I say finally, and I have to wait for a few tense moments until he comes back with two links that take me away from the site in different tabs.
Almost unexpectedly, neither of them is a tail. I say as much to him and get a response asking if I’m okay with what he wants to get me.
Taking another look, I blink in surprise at the pictures.
Neither of them are sex toys, to my absolute shock. One is a black oversized hoodie with a purple dog on it. One sleeve is lined with lilac hearts, and the model it’s shown on wears the hoodie like a dress.
It’s definitely something I’d wear.
The other is a camera. I bite my lip, unable to figure out how to take this one. It’s a lot better than the one I’d bought for class, and a lot more expensive.
Why? I ask finally into the chat.Are you sure you sent me the right links?
Because you’re a cute little puppy, first of all.That part should’ve been obvious in my brain, I guess. I’m probably stupid for not making the immediate connection, but it’s still a surprise that he wants to get me ahoodieand not, like, a tail and ears.
And because you told me you like photography. You’re taking it as an elective, right? You seemed excited about it the last time we spoke.
That’s rather observant of him, actually. I don’t know how to take that, and so I say instead,Yeah, but it’s too expensive. I can’t accept that.
