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“Youfold laundryand people watch? They pay extra for that?”
Bridget laughed, set the full cup on the counter and picked up the empty one. “Can you believe it?” She blushed, then offered a sly smile. “I think Mav would be all into me naked and doing laundry.”
Huh.
“I’m in my bra and panties or naked or on the way to naked and do it,” June continued. “Or I paint my toenails. Or…”
“I get the idea. People pay for that?” Unbelievable.
She lit up. “Yes. A lot.”
“I’m not a prude and I’m not knocking you for taking your clothes off, but that’s not me. I don’t think I could do that. Go naked.”
I wasn’t ashamed of my body. In fact, I considered it to be above average. But this was different.
I thought of Silas and how he walked around bare assed naked and imagined he wouldn’t have an issue with it. Hell, he technically did his own cam show at five in the morning. Just for me. And he didn’t know it.
Me? I liked being bent over a desk and ridden hard, but I wasn’t so sure about naked in front of strangers from all over the world. Silas, sure, but randos? “I mean, I get up really early in the morning and sometimes I forget to shave my legs and–”
“You don’t have to get naked,” she clarified. “We could make up a persona for you. You could…”
“Make coffee?” I offered.
Bridget held up her hand. “Wait. You think you want to be a cam girl?” she asked. “Because you won’t take the loan?”
I glanced away. “I can’t take the money from Silas. I just can’t.”
She nodded. “I know and I understand. Streaming live on a webcam is not a bad idea though. It’s safe.” She paused, bit her lip. “Well, reasonably safe if you don’t get any crazy stalkers.”
“What?” I asked, startled. “I don’t want stalkers. I just want to make some money. Wait… what if someone recognizes me?”
June shrugged as if this wasn’t a concern. “No one’s recognized me yet and if they do, do you care?”
“My mother will,” I countered, then realized what I said. “Yeah, okay. She’d lose her shit, but she loses her shit over my earring choices.”
“Again, all of what you’re freaking out about is why you go tame. You can do what you feel comfortable with and yeah, you could make brewing coffee look hot!”
June laughed. “That could work, but that’d be a lot of coffee to make. How about”–she looked me over as if inspecting me for sale–“oh! How about a virgin librarian!”
My brows went up and I stared at her wide eyed. Had I heard her correctly? “Excuse me?”
“If you think you’ll be nervous on camera, then play that up. Be a virgin.”
“I’m not a virgin,” I said. A virgin didn’t get fucked–and watched–in the back of a bar. Or on a conference room table.
“Be acamvirgin. Let them think you’re sweet and innocent. Dress the part.”
“Mav loves my glasses,” Bridge said, leaning in and whispering. All three of us looked to Mav who was reading obliviously.
“It’s the whole nerdy girl genius with the hot bod thing you have going on,” June said, pointing up and down Bridget’s body.
“What does a virgin wear specifically that screamsI haven’t had sex?” I asked.
“A cardigan. Pearls. Lacy bras and panties that are demure.”
“You just described my mother,” I grumbled.
“I’m just going to ignore you said that,” June said. “I know you’ve got a shit-ton of cardigans your mom bought for you shoved way in the back of your closet and probably grandma’s pearls in your jewelry box. We can find you a little plaid skirt at the thrift store and–”
