Eric has a few good points.

“Are they serious?”

Eric shrugs, “Ya, you know they are partners with a site that is nearly porn, right? This is easy though. Really. We can fake it with soap, and if they can’t tell you still win. But you know. I read once that a couple of times, a contestant got a couple of guys to jizz in their face, and the show runners kept sending easy task after easy task till they accidentally gave the 10th and the girls won the twenty grand.”

“No way. Really?”

“I swear. I am pretty sure the guys giving the tasks are a bunch of nerds that easily forget about what the count is when they get turned on. They responded so fast one of them is slapping their pud right now while the rest are out of the room.” He smiles. “I mean look at you. I saw the looks walking here. You could have three guys jizzing on your face in no time.”

“Stop. I mean. I’d probably have to suck their dicks.”

“Pshht, so, I mean, sure it’s a bit like prostitution in a way, but it’s not really, they wouldn’t be paying you. Hell, that said I bet they would if you asked. Not that I’m saying you should ask them to, just that if you did, they probably would.”

“I don’t know. We should probably just fake it, right, I could get arrested.”

“It’s up to you obviously. But I am willing to take the photo if you want to go see if anyone nearby wants a free hand job or anything.”

No way I’m doing that, right? But if it means actually winning, it’s not a ton of money, but $20k is a lot. “I…”

“You could subtly ask, if no one jumps on it, we fake it.”

“I…”