God, how mundane

Matt spent the evening applying to various streaming services, setting up an e-mail and bank account he could use for receiving tip money, and an Amazon account for High School Harem, the name he gave the streaming service. It wasn't brilliant but it was aspirational and reflected the content he hoped to show. He also found an etsy seller who lived in L.A. and made Mexican wrestling-style masks and bought a dozen which, hopefully would arrive by Friday. Otherwise they'd be wearing surgical masks which might remind people of the Coronavirus which wasn't sexy at all.

Next he called Cindi to tell her to be ready with Pam for the second slot and talked to his mom about her role in the show... if she could get off work early on Friday... if she couldn't, he'd have to decide whether to play with Karen, or get one of the other girls to fill in.

Unfortunately she said she couldn't, and Karen said she wanted to play with Amy because Amy needed support for her first outing.

So he called Tanya with the news.

"Sorry, I'll have my hands full with the cameras and sound. How about Cindi?"

"She's on with her sister."

"Do you want to start with Karen and Amy?"

"No, I think I should be in the first stream. It wouldn't be fair to ask others to do something I haven't done myself."

Sigh. "Okay, I'll ask Natasha. But if I find out this was just to get in her pants--"

"I swear it isn't."

"Fine. You might also check with April. She's cute even if she is a bitch and she likes you."

"How do you girls know who likes whom? I never have any idea."

"Maybe because you don't ask."

"Yeah, maybe. Uh, do you like me."

"Jeez, forget I said anything. I'm hanging up now. I'll text you when I hear from Natasha."

He did notice she hadn't answered his question. Could she like him? Did it matter when Jordan was going to castrate him if he started dating her?