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I swallow hard, my throat constricting. Some nights the nerves are worse than others. I’ve worked up from glimpses of side boob to full on shaved pussy shots with my legs spread, but right now, I’m tired.

It makes the frayed edges of nerves harder to ignore.

Of course, the spread leg stuff gets me more. The things we do for our job. I strip, I touch myself, I take requests and personal calls in the VIP chats. Anything and everything because student debt is an albatross.

I lift my hand to my throat and finger the velvet choker, the other hand gliding south. The high resolution camera is mounted on a tripod and aimed at the bed in the background.

Some of my shows end up there but I’m standing for most of them. It gives a better angle to the dirty business making me the extra cash I need.

“Do you like what you see? Do you want to see more?”

I have around three thousand men and women watching me. Sometimes, the compliments roll right off of my shoulders, but there are those golden moments where hearing them tell me how pretty I am, how sexy…it shines a light into the bottom of my stomach.

And maybe one of these days I’ll set up the subscription service I’ve been meaning to get to. Then I’ll have exclusive content for those who sign up and I can do less of these live sessions.

More full length videos for the people with the generous tips.

Garters connect to stockings, and it’s a miracle I’ve learned to balance on the stiletto heels. I reach down and flick open one of the clips.

“Like this?” I purr.

In addition to the lingerie and outfits and toys, the setup cost a pretty penny to get started, from the lighting and equipment needed to set the scene, because I’m selling a fantasy.

And the watchers are willing to spend money for me to take requests.

Fr1skieD1ngo: Take it all off!!

Jamie’sAss*t: Such a dirty girl. Can’t wait to see you bouncing on top of me.

The users tonight have been decent with their behavior, none of the creeps I’ve seen lurking around the other profiles. When I first made my account, I watched a couple of the pro users for inspiration.

There are some serious dicks out there being super vulgar.

I can only imagine what the girls’ inboxes look like.

I turn around again and reach down to grab my ankles. A few more months of this and I should be able to stop. The last six months have brought me a steady following, forced me out of my comfort zone, and highlighted the part of me I want to chop off.

Chopping off body parts does not get the followers, though.

I just have to make sure their messages flow. I’ve learned to cater to what the regulars like.

Lifting up, I whip the tail end of the wig around and hold it out behind me, gyrating my lower half. I lift a leg and balance it on the seat of the chair.

No amount of surgery or exercise or therapy has been able to help with the defect of those ass dimples. I see them.The viewers see them. I might as well put them to good use for me and make it count.

Fuck you, Department of Education.

Fr1skieD1ngo: What’s ur fav color, baby girl? Is it pink?

I smirk. “I’ve never been a pink kinda girl. I prefer teal,” I reply.

In the background, the tips roll in, and the slight mechanical ding is music to my ears.

The live views always seem to do the best, better than the videos or the other premium content.

“You have no idea what your support means to me.” I flick my index finger across my nipple. “Thank you all.

Nope, there are still too many tears in the back of my voice. It comes out clogged rather than sultry. How do women do this? How do they have the confidence?