Oh yes

"Well if it isn't Tanya Adams, the bitch-queen of Peninsula High."

"Oh, April. How... appropriate to see you've finally found your appropriate place, serving people cheap food."

Were they fighting over him... or just fighting because they were two attractive girls? Matt didn't know and right now what was important was heading this off before it escalated.

"April was just saying she might be interested in participating in our video venture," Matt said.

"You mean she's involved?" April demanded.

"She's an expert cameraman and lighting technician," Matt hoped. Since he was telling stories here he figured to go further. "Right now she's also one of our star talents. Of course who comes out on top will depend on how the audience reacts... and tips."

"Tanya may be pretty but she's such a bitch she'll scare away anyone who tunes in."

"At least I don't go around stealing other people's boyfriends."

"Meaning Matt? He's not your boyfriend. Jordan is your boyfriend and boy what a piece of work he is."

"Yeah, well, I guess if you want to steal Jordan, be my guest."

"Really, ladies. Can we all sit down and talk this over," Matt tried.

"She's in my spot," Tanya growled.

"I'll get us some breadsticks and we can talk about our project." April scooted away from Matt and headed for the kitchen.

"Good job, Matt," Tanya whispered. "April is a lot cuter than some of those other girls you've got."

"So, why were you being a bitch to her."

"Got to stay in practice. Besides, she wouldn't stay interested if she didn't think it would piss me off."

"Wow. You're smarter than you look."

"Golly-gee. Who would guess a girl could be both smart and beautiful. If you paid more attention in biology you'd learn that looks and intelligence are positively correlated because both are associated with symmetrical design as opposed to asymmetry which is associated with some form of damage."

"Uh, really?"

"Of course. Everyone knows that. Everyone also knows that girls have to fake being stupid because we live in a stupid patriarchal society where the men who run everything are threatened by any woman who actually uses her brains."

April returned, thunking a big platter of breadsticks in front of them and then glaring at Tanya who had scooted in beside Matt.

"Fine." She sat on the other side of the table, directly across from Matt.

"I told my father I needed to do a project for school," Tanya said. "So I've got a trunkful of lights, tripods, filters, cameras, and makeup. You know, April, you have really excellent bone structure. With the right makeup, I think I have the talent to make you look pretty."

"Bitch."

Tanya laughed. "No, really. A little definition in the cheekbones, we'll make your lips a little less thin, and I can definitely do something to make your eyes smolder. Not much we can do for your tits but Matt tells me a lot of the guys on these services like the little ones."

"There is nothing wrong with my tits."

"Actually I think you have a great figure," Matt agreed.

"If I do this, I'm wearing a mask anyway," April continued. "No way am I letting everyone at school know I'm letting Matt fuck me for money."

"You know," Tanya said, "that is actually a pretty good idea. That can be part of our deal as a channel. All the girls wear masks. Guys, too, I guess."

Matt felt something between his legs and looked down to see April's foot. He had a flashback to sitting in this same booth only a few days earlier {if ****=false}when Amy had crawled under the table to give him a blowjob{else} when Amy had sat next to him and Karen had given him a footjob before persuading Amy to suck him off.{endif} If Karen were here, she might be able to talk one of the girls into blowing him but he suspected he didn't have the chops to do it himself. Then again, there was nothing wrong with a footjob.

Tanya took out a notebook and laid out a grid. "I figure we should start with about three hours a day of content. Maybe we'll do it at four California time which would be evening in New York... plus we can continue when the school year starts. Over time we can consider expanding to multiple streams at once but for now, we'll start out with just one. We need to schedule our talent at least two weeks in advance. A mix of solo girls, girl-girl, and boy-girl with Matt as the primary male talent, I think."

Matt nodded, then reached down and undid his zipper, taking out his dick and rubbing it against April's foot.

From across the table she gave him a big smile and nodded.

"Don't forget about the football players," Matt said. "We'll have to schedule them carefully so as not to conflict with football practice. I think we should probably do two-guy shows. We can start out with them doing their own thing because it'll probably take a while for us to train them into interactivity."

He thought he was doing a pretty good job sounding composed but Tanya looked at him suspiciously.

"Are you okay, Matt?"

"Yeah, just... excited about this project... and working with you, of course."

"This doesn't mean we're together or anything," she said.

"We're more than together, we're partners. Speaking of which, I'm bringing in most of the talent but I need you to make sure Natasha is onboard."

Tanya sighed. "You and my dad. What is it about that ice princess that has guys creaming in their pants every time she walks by?"

"Jealous because you're not the prettiest girl in school?" April demanded.

"Tanya shrugged. I just don't understand it, that's all. But yeah, I'll talk to her."

"I don't suppose your mother would be interested," Matt asked.

"My mother? What? Why?"

"A lot of guys go for that MILF look. I thought we could mix it up a little. Have a MILF hour. I'm working on our bus driver and Ms. Chadra although I don't know how well that's going to work."

"Ms. Chadra?" April and Tanya both exclaimed.

"What?"

"Just every guy in Peninsula's dick-throb. She has the biggest tits outside of a porn show."

Matt laughed. "Hopefully she'll become the biggest tits inside a porn show... but like I said, I've got a lot of work to do there first.

Tanya's phone rang and she checked it, then turned to Matt. "Sorry, got to take this. Be back in a sec."

When she'd left, April grinned at Matt. "You like that."

"Your foot, hell yes."

"Want more?"

"Of course."