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Daisy sighed as the camera switched off. She normally didn't drop the act, even in private, but she was tired of it. She had certain obligations to keep up her persona and reputation that infested her personal life and she was craving some freedom.

A lot of girls looked up to her as a dream and a goal. They saw her and thought "maybe I can be like her and get assfucked by a bunch of different guys." She didn't want to mislead them, but it spoke to a need that girls had to see it happen, even just once. If she wasn't that shining example, someone else would step in, and they do try to step in on her fame.

Daisy knows that many other girls would not think twice about pretending to seduce men and, unlike Daisy, they would not tell the whole story. They would call it easy and simple.

"Maybe it's just a justification I give myself," Daisy muttered.

After a minute of introspection, she decided that it didn't matter to her. What mattered now was that she wanted the freedom to do what she decided for a bit. She wanted to be in charge and she knew exactly how to get it.