Monday, October 14, 2013

Don't Turn off the Webcam

Linh and I met in 2008. She was from a very small town in Washington with a population of less than five hundred. I was working my way through college as an event bartender in Portland. Linh’s cousin was getting married in Portland, and as fate would have it, the wedding reception was held at an upscale hotel on the Columbia River where I frequently tended to small wine and beer bars. I noticed her immediately, as I often notice women that I quickly convince myself are too beautiful to ever date someone like me. Eventually as the night went on, she made her way over to my bar and ordered a white wine. We talked for a while about Portland. I sweated profusely as I tend to do around girls like her. She would be spending the next two days in the city, and I took a few moments telling her about the most interesting sights to see and things to do in town.
Wow, you should just be my personal tour guide” she said, grabbing my arm and smiling. This happened to me so infrequently that I really had no idea how to react, so I just mumbled “Sure, what time?” and laughed nervously to hedge in the event that she was joking. “How about 10:30 tomorrow morning” she replied.
And so started my relationship with Linh. She was infectious, with a personality that was so innocent and warm. I immediately fell in love with her. There were a few issues that we would have to work through. She was still in Washington and I was finishing school in Oregon. Linh was Vietnamese with a very traditional father who would never approve of her having a white boyfriend. She lived alone in a house with her father as her mother had passed away several years earlier, so going to Yarrow Point to visit her was out of the question. She would come to see me every three weeks under the guise of a prestigious internship program.
Being in a long distance relationship, we spoke on the phone and texted constantly. When high speed internet finally came to her small town in Washington, I surprised her with a webcam for her computer so we could have an even better means of long distance communication. In the back of my mind, I was always looking for ways to be with her as even after two years of dating I was paranoid a girl as beautiful as her would eventually find somebody better to share her life with.
In 2010, Linh’s father passed away suddenly in his sleep from a heart attack. He was everything to her, and she was heartbroken. When she returned from Florida where the funeral was held and her father buried, she was all alone in the house where she had lost both of her parents. With Linh’s father deceased, she was open to finally allowing me to come to Washington to see her, which we planned on doing in a few weeks after my college finals.
One night during our usual bedtime conversation, Linh mentioned to me that her father had been acting strangely in the days leading up to his death. She explained that he had taken to checking up on her multiple times throughout the day and night, and scattering religious artifacts throughout the house. This behavior, she said, was highly uncharacteristic of him. Vietnamese culture and religion was something foreign to me, and at various points Linh had mentioned things like this that I normally wrote off as just being a little silly. She explained to me that being in the house alone without her Dad was emotional and may be playing tricks on her. She hated the feeling of being so alone. She told me that being able to see me on her webcam was the closest thing she had to family, and asked that I promise to never turn off the webcam. She meant the world to me, so I was happy to oblige.
A few days passed and it was now the Tuesday before the weekend when I would finally come to see her in Washington. We spent our bedtime webcam session excitedly talking about our plans and I dozed off with my head on the kitchen table in mid conversation. It had been a long day. When I woke up, I saw Linh sleeping on my screen and stumbled off to bed.
At 3:00am, my cell phone begin to ring. Disoriented, I rolled over, took a look at the clock and knew it could only be her. She took great pleasure in waking me up in the middle of the night to let me know that she had just gotten a drink of water, or had an amusing dream. Anyone else would have gotten an earful from me, but her flirtatious giggle made me feel lucky to have my much needed sleep interrupted.
"I had a nightmare" Linh gasped. "...You danced in front of my friends". She burst into laughter.
"What are you doing up so late honey? You've got to work in the morning?" I said.
"I was thirsty, and went downstairs to get a drink of water."
"Great, well we really should go back to sleep, tomorrow is a big day".
"Allllright" she conceded, "Hey by the way, don't forg----"
After a few crackles and a brief burst of static, the call disconnected. I hated Linh's phone, she had an old flip phone that dropped calls with no rhyme or reason at least three times a day. I held down the #1 on my own phone, my speed dial for Linh. No ring, straight to voicemail.
I tried to call several more times, and each time it again went straight to voicemail.
I was exhausted, and though I loved Linh to death, to be honest I just wanted to go back to sleep. My eyelids hung heavy.
A little annoyed, I decided to walk out to my kitchen for a quick drink of water. The two glasses of wine that I drank before bed had left me with a little bit of dry mouth. As I rinsed the glass and went to place it in the dishwasher, out of the corner of my eye I saw movement on the glow of the laptop perched on my dining room table.
It was the webcam. Two fluffy brown paws were making a swimming motion directly in front of her camera. As I got closer I saw a close up of two grinning faces. One of that silly dog of hers, and the other of my giggling girlfriend, who knew that eventually after being unable to make phone contact I would wander out to the webcam to say goodnight. I wouldn't put it past her to turn the phone off on purpose to elaborately stage this scene. Me, standing in my underwear at 3am on a work night, half asleep staring at a girl and a puppy on a webcam.
I waved goodnight, and she kissed the lens of the webcam and pulled away.
I froze.
I wiped my eyes and looked again.
It's... standing in the corner of the room. It’s...
Staring at her.
Wrinkled. Angry, twisted mouth.
Hateful eyes.
What the fuck.
It’s watching her.
Two hours later, I woke on the dining room floor. I had a ringing in my ears and a knot on the back of my head. I immediately knew what had happened. It wasn't the first time. Sudden, extreme stress has given me panic attacks and black outs a few times before. I had never felt such fear when what had happened came rushing back and I nearly had a second panic attack when my thoughts turned to Linh. I loved her more than anything in the world. It took me several moments to summon the courage the look in the direction of my laptop. When I finally did, the screensaver had long since turned on. I looked away from the screen as I flicked the touchpad with my shaking finger. It took me another two minutes to open my eyes.
Linh laid sleeping in her bed. She looked so peaceful. Sleeping on her side, facing towards the webcam. As frightened and confused as I was, relief at her safety gave me a sense of comfort as I desperately tried to process what had happened. Maybe the wine had hit me harder than I thought. Maybe I slipped and fell on the slick tile floor, and it all had been a nightmare.
I stared at her. I loved her. Maybe more than even I realized. So peaceful and beautiful as she slept.
The light of her television danced across her room and illuminated the bed. As I watched on, her hand began to move.
She was sleeping but her fingers crawled across the bed slowly until they reached something. It was her cell phone.
Her hand moved like a spider, fingers popping in several directions across the keys.
What the hell?
My phone was vibrating.
"New Message: DON'T..."
"New Message: TURN..."
"New Message: OFF"
"New Message: THE"
"New Message: WEB"
"New Message: CAM"
Complete terror set in as the messages came across the screen of my cell phone.
"New Message: DON'T..."
"New Message: TURN..."
"New Message: OFF"
"New Message: THE"
"New Message: WEB"
"New Message: CAM"
As I glanced back to my laptop, horror overcame me as slowly a shadow crept across the floor. Something was crossing in front of the television. Moving closer to Linh.
I told myself it was just her dog, right? The color drained out of my face when I noticed the puppy sleeping in the far corner of the room.
I picked up my phone and dialed Linh. I didn’t know what I would tell her, but I knew she needed to get out of there immediately and never go back. Dammit straight to voicemail! THAT STUPID OLD PHONE OF HERS.
The full shadow now hung completely over Linh.
Her hand jerked, flipping open her cell phone.
My phone was ringing.
A burst of loud static forced my phone reflexively away from my ear.
On the webcam I saw Linh’s lips begin to move. Her eyes were shut, but she was speaking.
I heard her voice come across the phone, but something wasn’t right. She was speaking, but a second, deeper voice echoed hers in perfect unison.
Who? What? What does he want?” I yelled in desperation.
The line disconnected.
The shadow across Linh’s bed changed directions.
It started moving away from the bed… and towards her laptop… towards the webcam.
As the shadow moved closer small streams of gray liquid rolled towards the lens.
The images coming across my monitor began to shake violently.
It was almost here. I could now see the top of it’s head. It was CRAWLING towards me. Wet strings of silver and black hair hanging over it’s face. I remembered those hateful eyes and I lost control of my bladder as it slowly begin to tilt it’s head up.
And then I did it.
In panic I slammed my laptop shut and threw it against the hard tile floor before collapsing to the ground.
I wished for a panic attack to take my consciousness and end this nightmare, but it didn’t come.
I crawled to the panel of switches a few feet up on the wall and turned on every light that I could. I noticed the bottle of wine still open on the kitchen counter and drank most of it down in a single swallow. I reached up and pulled open my apartment door, and stumbled across the threshold, extending half of my body into the common hallway so I wouldn’t feel so alone. A pathetic coward sprawled out on the concrete.
My phone began to ring.
I crawled to it. Linh’s name was flashing on the caller ID. I held it in my hand, paralyzed by fear.
And then the ringing stopped.
I took another mouthful of wine and mustered the courage to call back. It went straight to voicemail. And then again and again as I tried to call.
Eventually the shock and drowsiness from the wine got the better of me, and I passed out on the floor after making a few more attempts.
When I awoke several hours later, despite the broken laptop and empty bottle, I wanted to believe that it was all some sort of horrible nightmare.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw blue flashing light on my cell phone.
You Have One New Voicemail”
My hand trembled as I dialed my voicemail and entered my passcode.
The message was time stamped, and was from the missed call I had from Linh before passing out.
Her voice. She was in tears and frightened as though I had never heard her before.
You promised. Why…….why did you….turn off the web …webcam… “
His… his tongue … burns “
With a crackle the message ended.
Two years have passed since that night. I never tried to contact Linh again. I never called her work to see if she came in the following morning. I never made it to Yarrow Point in Washington where she lived. She was my soul mate, and I let this happen. I was probably right on the night we met when I told myself I wasn’t man enough for her.
The only reason I am telling this story today, under the cowardly vale of anonymity, is because my drug and alcohol counselor thinks it would be good for me. So here it is. I made the decision to let the love of my life face an unimaginable nightmare to spare myself, and the worst part is that I may not even regret it.
Now if you will excuse me, I think I need another drink.

Anonymous From Reddit NoSleep

Saturday, October 12, 2013

My favorite webcam stripper is also an artist, here is her most recently finished painting

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Friday, October 11, 2013

A few GIFs From our last Skype call

Webcam models (...), how did you start your line of work and what are the best and worst parts of the job?

I was asking myself this question and I googled my question, this is the best answers I found out ! Enjoy and go directly on the website to get more if you are really into Webcam Live Free Show !

I worked as a webcam model for a few months last year. It was honestly a pretty awesome job and experience to have.
I was originally introduced to cam sex by a boyfriend I had at the time. He was pretty into it, so at first, we'd start off by watching some cam sites together. I really enjoy amateur porn, so webcams were a perfect outlet for me. I was pretty intrigued. Then we moved to fucking on cam on an adult dating site, and it eventually moved to fucking just for fun and for free on a potentially paying site. However, since we were both two fairly attractive individuals, we attracted quite an audience each time we did it - normally about 2,000 viewers, if not more. Both of us were obviously enjoying ourselves, so we figured, well, why not get paid for it? So we filled out the proper paperwork and became our own little version of porn stars.
Well, it quickly became apparent to me that although couples got a lot of viewers, solo girls actually seemed to earn more. I decided to keep doing cam work on my own free time. The relationship was a long-distance one by this point, and airfare was racking up, so I figured any easy, extra money I could get was well appreciated. I worked on MyFreeCams and an Adult Chatroulette, and it became pretty lucrative. I didn't work that long, only for a few hours when I got off my regular job, and I was getting paid to socialize, listen to music, and get myself off. Not a bad arrangement.
Best parts of the job? Easily, gaining more sexual confidence. And it's not just the aspect of people finding you attractive and tipping you for it. Honestly, it's working with all sorts of sexuality and becoming comfortable with it. First, I became immensely more comfortable in my own skin. I liked how I looked on cam, and suddenly I was able to transfer that into my personal life as well - being way more relaxed when it came to being naked around boyfriends and girlfriends. Also, people ask you to indulge in all sorts of fetishes, so you really see the whole gamut of what humans enjoy and just how little a basis there is for "normalcy" when it comes to sex. I really enjoyed the unusual clients that would ask for things that weren't harmful, but just a little beyond my realm of comfort. I had one guy who wanted to pay me private show rates just for me to sit there on camera for 15 to 20 minutes with scarves tied around my mouth and wrist as slight restraints, acting like I was just lightly struggling against them. Was it slightly odd? Yes. Did I feel like an idiot for the first 20 seconds? Entirely. But did I feel strangely empowered, strangely experienced, and like I had a damn good story to tell when I had earned almost $100 just for doing it? Of fucking course.
I also had a lot of people come into my room just for the intellectual conversation aspect, I kid you not. I normally did my shows with a huge bookcase in the back, and people would often ask about the books on it. From there, the conversation would progress that I had focused on Shakespearean literature in my studies, and we would fairly often spend more time discussing early Renaissance literature than sex. Now, don't get me wrong - I'm not naive enough to think that having my tits out didn't play some role in keeping viewers. But a lot of people honestly appreciated a cam girl who could keep up in a conversation and have a genuine personality, rather than just being some sort of plastic, unrelatable entity. That was a bit refreshing to see, considering that I was quite worried that I would be dehumanized or completely debased in this work, and I found the opposite instead. If anything, people were overly respectful to me, and regular viewers became protective of me, telling off the newer viewers who would become pushy or demanding when requesting to see things.
Worst part of the job? When no one's tipping, of course. Same as any tip-related job, I'd imagine. You're doing pretty much the same thing you did yesterday, and you made $250 yesterday and just nickels today. There's just no rhyme or reason to it sometimes. Then, you get the "backseat drivers" coming out of the woodwork when times are slow. They'll try to hassle you and pester you with tips on why you're not making more money or having more viewers, whether it's expecting you to show everything for nothing "to get tips started" or just being overbearing, telling you to dance or change into a particular outfit. More often than not, that's when I'll just sign off for the day. Overall, a fairly minor drawback compared to some of the other jobs I've had.
I'm no longer working in that world, simply because I found some lucrative, fulfilling, and very time-consuming employment in my field in real life. Just no time for it anymore, although I love to occasionally play for free online. (I still really enjoy it that much - it's not just a job, although it can be.) However, it's always on the back burner for me - it's a great safety net to have to go back to if I'm ever short on money due to emergencies or perhaps in between jobs again.
TL;DR - Cam work is pretty much fucking fantastic if you're comfortable with it and can find a good audience.
[–]ioneeuropa 83 points  de ça
I'm seriously considering this because I can't stand working in the strip club anymore (as a waitress) and don't want to start stripping. What advice could you give a noob? How does payment work, what sites would you recommend, and how do you protect your privacy?
[–]lady_stone 106 points  de ça
Understandable. I do think that camming is some of the safest, easiest sex work you can do, much more than stripping. At least camming is done right in the safety and comfort of your own home, and you choose exactly what you're going to do. You can ignore any request if you're not comfortable with it, and if you want to ban or block a user, you can. I saw some cam girls who were very limited in what they would do activity-wise, and they still had their niche and audience too. It truly is exactly what you make of it!
As far as privacy, I didn't do anything extreme. I just used an alias and only told people the region of the US I was living in - nothing more personal than that. I would be extra careful when setting up Amazon wishlists, however. Not every user will buy tokens through a site to tip you; some would prefer to buy items for you off Amazon, so a lot of cam models set up an Amazon wishlist to post on their profile. When I first did this, I accidentally messed up some security settings, and I had a little bit more personal information visible than I would have preferred. Luckily, one of my regulars caught it and told me within 15 minutes of me posting the link for the wishlist, so I was able to fix it. That could have been a nightmare, though...
[–]ioneeuropa 32 points  de ça
Thanks! I would assume there are things like peak hours to capitalize on, yeah? How much did you average weekly, if you don't mind my asking.
[–]lady_stone 56 points  de ça
Definitely! For me, the best times were weeknights at about 6:00 (whenever the office crowd was getting home from work) and weekends. Weekend nights were technically better money-makers than the mornings, but since I preferred to go out or just have private-time-us-only sex on the weekend nights, I didn't take advantage of that time frame quite as much. But truly, with cam work being such a global thing, you can make money at any time. Sometimes I would actually make fantastic money working at off-times like 4:30 or 5 AM because most of the other cam girls working were all European or Asian. That made me stand out as an American girl, which brought in some people who were looking for the more conversational aspect of cams without a language barrier.
Weekly? Hmm, it really does vary, but I'd say about $800-$1,000 a week. And truly, I was a very small fish in that sea. There were some girls on MFC who were easily pulling in well over $1,000 a day.
[–]ioneeuropa 55 points  de ça
SOLD. Thanks again for your help. The $300 I make in a good week (gotta love overscheduling) doesn't cut it when I think about the fact that I'm waiting tables in my underwear in a room full of men and strippers/hookers.
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[–]ioneeuropa 17 points  de ça
I was out of work and looking ferociously for three months before I finally went to the club. And no. I've worked in all kinds of restaurants. Outside of Bartending and fine dining, the strip club is the best especially considering how little effort it takes to make money there, and there is practically no sidework.
[–]ioneeuropa 17 points  de ça
One more thing. Did you ever feel unsafe, I'm sure the Amazon whoopsie scared you, but is there any considerable risk? What should I do to protect myself outside of an alias and keeping my location under wraps?
[–]lady_stone 17 points  de ça
Nope, I never did. Sometimes I'd have pushy guys really trying to get personal info, but I'd just silence them if they kept going. Otherwise, I felt pretty safe.
[–]ioneeuropa 22 points  de ça
I'm excited. Thanks again and again. :) good credit here I come.
[–]kane55 10 points  de ça
I'm not a cam model, but I am currently writing an article about cam models and the camming industry for a magazine so I have talked to a bunch of models and done a lot of research into the industry. Here are a few things you might find useful:
Most of the big companies will let you set things up so you can block viewers from your local area. That is a good idea and one more way to keep you safe. One girl told me a story about not doing this and a guy found out her real name and showed up at her house.
The girls that make the big money almost all have a couple things in common. First, they are good looking. Some are better looking than others, but they are all pretty and often make sure they have their makeup done and look nice when they get on. Second, most of them have a good personality. A girl who talks to guys, stirs it up and has fun will make more than a girl who just sits there and offers to get naked. Third, Most of them have some kind of gimmick. One of MFC's biggest earners doesn't even take her clothes off. On very rare occasion she will wear a bikini or bra and panties, but 90% of the time she is fully clothed, but she created a community with the guys, holds raffles, plays games and engages them. Another puts on some pretty cool, unique shows. She has all kinds of sex toys and keeps things interesting. So try to find a way to engage the viewers and keep it fun and interesting.
Work Twitter and your friend list. You can post hot pics of yourself on Twitter and you can post when you are going to be on. Also with friend lists you can email the guys when you are going to be on. The more regulars you develop the more opportunity you have to make money.
Get a good webcam. So many of the girls have either crappy cams or crappy microphones or some kind of crappy setup. If you have poor video or audio the guys will move on.
Set a schedule. Try to be on around the same time on the same days so guys can get used to looking for you.
Sell stuff. As others have said in this thread, sell guys your worn panties, make videos and shoot pictures of yourself that you can sell. Sell lingerie, shirts etc. you would be shocked how many guys will pay to own a girl's used panties.
Be a little shameless. Sometimes you just have to ask for guys to spend money. One girl was so shameless that she went on for 10 minutes explaining how one of her regulars is a financial adviser and has given her all kinds of good advice. She talked about how she has money in mutual funds and precious metals and how she just bought a house that needs a little work, but she will fix up and rent out. Then after talking about how she is investing all her money, she asked everyone to go on Amazon and buy her daughter some school clothes off her wishlist because she badly needed them. It was shamelessness at its best, but works.
Anyway, I'm no expert, these are just some things I have learned as I put my article together. Hope they help some.
Edit: One last thing I thought of. Think twice before you jump into it. While camming isn't the same as being a pornstar, the odds are that pictures and videos of you doing naughty, naked things will end up on the internet forever and could come back to haunt you down the road especially if you have aspirations of one day working in a field that involves kids.
[–]Tokkojin 127 points  de ça
Are you ever afraid that your current employment (bosses, etc) will find out about this history? Also, very well written/ great story.
[–]lady_stone 197 points  de ça
Absolutely not. My workplace is one that respects our personal time and space, which is one of the reasons why I love it. If it ever came to light, I think they'd just say that it's not at all relevant to our work what I choose to do in my free time and leave it at that. If not, I'll deal with the consequences. Honestly, I'm not a big-time cam star, and I didn't do a terribly lot of shows, so I think the potential for damage is fairly slight at this point. I've found recordings of my shows on some very obscure Russian sites, but that's about it - and that's only by searching for the alias I went by online, not any connection to my real life.
My only concern is facial recognition technology going forward. I fully recognize that there may be a day where it's much easier to link my footage to who I am. However, I always made sure I was proud of the footage I was putting out there. I feel like I looked pretty good, and I view sex as something very natural and not at all something to be ashamed of, so I think I'd just be able to laugh and smile if my past resurfaces.
Oh, and thanks!
[–]marksills 22 points  de ça
im guessing you got insane numbers of pm's for that last paragraph
[–]Mister__Pickles 18 points  de ça
That was very interesting and enlightening. I (like you) always assumed that the cam girls were often dehumanized or treated poorly by viewers, it is nice to hear that often they are not.
I'm just curious about a few things; what kind of sex acts would you perform or would you mostly just sit there with your clothes off and talk to people? If you were performing a lot of sex acts on a regular basis (either by yourself or with your boyfriend) did you ever encounter any issues with discomfort or chafing from hours upon hours of performance? I remember seeing some documentary about sex workers and there was one couple who did a webcam/streaming show and made a lot of money. They would have sex for hours on end and one of the reasons they had to stop was because they would either be physically exhausted or get too chafed
[–]lady_stone 25 points  de ça
I would always set a goal when I signed on - normally, anywhere from 500 to 1,000 tokens to get me naked for the session, and then a second goal of about 1,000 tokens to get myself off (usually with a vibrator, a Lelo). Until the goal is met, I'd sit there and talk, although I'd also do brief tit or pussy flashes for 25 or 100 token tips, respectively.
If I was with my guy at the time, we had more options for goals. Usually some oral first and then a sex goal afterwards, although we also did some pretty fun bondage shows a few times. LOTS of requests for anal, but I wasn't comfortable with that on cam.
Chafing and soreness is a real problem, especially with a partner! Lube was my salvation. If it was just me, I could take it easy and not put the vibrator in as far if necessary. But with actually fucking? Oh god, there were some shows where I'd be so sore from fucking all weekend already, and then we'd want to go again for an audience, but I just couldn't take it. That's just the time to turn off the webcam, unfortunately...
[–]PM_Me_For_Drugs 3 points  de ça
I would always set a goal when I signed on - normally, anywhere from 500 to 1,000 tokens to get me naked for the session, and then a second goal of about 1,000 tokens to get myself off
So if tokens are $0.05, then you'd strip for $25-$50 and masturbate for another $50, right?
You quoted a figure in another comment: $800-1,000 weekly... Does that mean you'd have to do 8+ sessions a week to achieve that figure? How long do the sessions usually take?
[–]pikkachewbacca 4 points  de ça
you are forgetting the $4.50 per minute private shows....
[–]cumbersomecucumber 15 points  de ça
How did tax stuff work with a job like that?
[–]AnabelleLeigh 20 points  de ça
When you cam you don't receive a w-2 like most jobs. If you make over $600 you'll get a 1099 misc. that you will use to file your taxes. And when you do them you can right off everything that you've bought to use while camming, such as clothes, sex toys, camera and computer equipment. Most people try to set aside 30% of what they make to pay their taxes and after the first year you can have it set up to pay quarterly so it isn't such a heavy burden at the end of the year.
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[–]Studioboss 28 points  de ça
this is maybe like 1% of the time when you are on cam, rest of the time you are:
1.fighting off the freeloaders that go like "come on bb pussy for 5 seconds and we go pvt"
  1. explaining some dipshit all the things you will do in private, even though you have listed everything you do on your profile
  2. watching nobody type anything while you have 6 people in your room
[–]Slausbang 32 points  de ça
People really should learn to type with one hand.
[–]Studioboss 3 points  de ça
Become a webcam model, and see how quickly you learn it :D
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[–]AnabelleLeigh 12 points  de ça
I don't know how I built my fan base, it just happened over time.
The most popular girls are what you would expect, the ones who are stereotypically pretty or have big boobs.
Some of the higher paid girls on myfreecams are making tens of thousands a month last time I heard.
I've slowed down a lot but when I was camming regularly I was making around 3k a month.
Personality is super important you have to keep the guys in your room to make them tip. They like it when you talk to them and are entertaining. The girls that type or just avoid all conversation don't make nearly as much as the ones that are giggling and joking around with the viewers.
[–]EmilySparrow 5 points  de ça
I cannot agree with this post enough. This is gold and the real experience of being a camgirl. You should write a book or something.
[–]beybaska 3 points  de ça
So... Question, when you got your checks in the mail, were they very obviously from the webcam site? Or were they pretty discreet about it?

[–]call_me_anal_girl 2 points  de ça
That sounds like an an amazing experience, I'd love to try it. Thanks for the great story!
[–]Einhander1251 2 points  de ça
I had an ex whose step mother was a former porn star. She had moved onto a web cam business, and according to her the most bizarre thing she was asked to perform was to step on a full course Thanksgiving meal. The Thanksgiving qualifier always struck me as the most absurd part.
[–]k1ttent1ts 2 points  de ça
I'm really thankful for this post because I've heavily considered doing it. Thank you so much!
[–]dontthrowmeaway01 2 points  de ça
Oh my God I think I was in your room before. There are a few girls who have honest intellectual conversations in their cam rooms & it can be fun to go in there for a non fap experience just to talk to someone interesting.
[–]Yiotter 2 points  de ça
How wonderful to have a safe, lucrative way to be a sex worker, without the dangers and annoyances of customers at stip clubs, pimps or STDs.
[–]youthgonewylde 3 points  de ça
Whoa, the way you feel so open and chill about sex is pretty cool to me. If more people were like that, so many embarassing family situations and/or awkward sexual encounters could be avoided.
[–]SOURSE 1 point  de ça
So the question is, when will you be on 
[–]Retro21 1 point  de ça
are you not worried that people might recognise you? Did you ever get anyone that you knew?
[–]honeydew49 0 point  de ça
TIL cam girls are people too
[–]1mdelightful -5 point  de ça
What kind of socio economic back ground does one have to get into this[intellectually]?