Does she have a choice?

_What do I have to do? _Alyssa texted.

Seven live blogs, a half hour each, and I decided what you do or say during the web chats.

Will that be more or less humiliating than three naked broadcasts?

Less.

Alyssa sighed. She had done three nude broadcasts without realizing she was nude at first. Was she just forgetting to get dressed, or something else.

A text came in: _There is a package on your doorstep. Inside is the item to use for your next web chat.- - - - - -

_

What if I decided to retire from the internet?

Then you may find yourself nude in more places other than your home! Want to test me?

No. I'll get the package. Alyssa went to her front door. She cracked it open. There was a small package on the doorstep. She opened the door just enough to grab it. She opened it and gasped. It was a vibrating egg with a remote control.

Thirty minutes straight with that on and in! came a text.