Convince Gemma to start an Onlyfans account

The talk of ‘self care’ got you thinking about Sabrina and her methods. “You could create a new persona that is free of judgment and restrictions!”

“How would I do that?” Gemma shrugged. “Everyone already knows me.”

“Start a new social media account! Something with no links to your real life, so you can document the wilder and crazier times out here!”

“Like on Instagram?” Gemma asked, checking her phone.

You paused and questioned her cautiously, “Have you heard of Onlyfans?”

“What’s that?” she asked with a quirked eyebrow, typing the name into the web search.

“It’s like Instagram… only allowed to get more… explicit,” you explained delicately.

Gemma made a face of shock, reviewing her findings. “I’m not going to put my face up on a porn site!”

“Who’s going to know?” you argued. “You’d be like a drop in the bucket of all the people on the site.”

“Well THAT’s reassuring,” Gemma frowned.

“OK, realistically, you’ll probably end up being very popular,” you apologized, arms raised in surrender. “But, even if you do gain a following, you’d be using a pseudonym, no one would know it’s you!” Gemma looked up and to the side in thought. “As long as you don’t advertise it to everyone that you’re on it, who’s going to go searching through the site, recognize you and confront you with it?” You realized the hypocrisy of using this reasoning and did your best to hide your unease with a smile.

“Wait… you can charge people for this?” she asked, sitting up, still reading through the site.

“Uh… yeah, it’s like a business…”

“For real? I can make money off this? How much?” She quickly ran a search and her eyes bulged at her findings. She continued to peruse the information in silence, so you went back to finishing your sandwich. “So, I only have to show what I want to show, right?” she asked, breaking the silence.

“Yeah, but you’ll get more if you show more, you know how it goes,” you explained. “You can lock away any explicit stuff behind paywalls too, if you don’t want to give it all away at once.”

“Yeah, fair enough,” she agreed. “There. I have an account now!”

“What? Already!”

“Yeah, I just signed up.”

“Under what name?” you asked, quickly pulling up your phone to search. Gemma simply stared at you and smiled. She was shaking, trying to hold in her laughter over your over eagerness to add her. “You’re not going to tell me, are you?” you concluded.

“Secret from friends and family,” she grinned, enjoying her burger once again.

You could feel your body deflate. “Well, at least you consider me a friend, that’s some consolation…” you replied sheepishly.

Gemma smiled wider. “You’re probably going to go home and scour the site to try and find me, huh?”

“Unless there’s some way I could convince you to give it to me now…” you checked, just in case.

“You can work your silver tongue all you want…” the blonde began to tease, then she heard the way it sounded and blushed. “I mean, good luck trying to convince me…”