She paces the room with her coat open. She thinks about all the m**********n and s*x acts that must have happened here. She looks at the laptop and webcam. All her life she's only ever used webcam technology to communicate with friends and family who live around the country, never for anything s****l. When the door opens, Dylan returns with a bright look in his eyes. He closes the door. "So, umm, great news. My boss is impressed. Can you start right now?" "How would this work?" "I'll get the live stream going. The rest depends on what people are willing to pay." "How many people will see this?" "Live, around a few hundred, to a few thousand. It's hard to say because you're new." She sighs. "I suppose this is my fault." "Yeah, you did offer. My boss is really interested though." "What next?
