We're not there yet

Matt grabbed a quick lunch with his sister and Amy, then managed a quick workout before it was time to start streaming.

Since Cassandra had asked to stream with him, he started with her.

He'd anticipated that the Goth punkster would be full of her normal snark and was looking forward to hanging with her... and she had a nice pair of tits. She seemed tongue-tied by the cameras, however, and Matt had to appeal to the fans to get her to loosen up.

"Five tokens to hear about her first tattoo," Matt tried.

After a couple of minutes he nodded to Tanya who announced, quite falsely, that they'd met the goal.

"Oh. Okay. Tanya pulled off her shirt and pointed to a little dolphin on her shoulder. "I kind of like animals and the ocean and everything. I mean, living in California it's not that unusual. So, anyway I was down in Long Beach and I saw this tattoo place and they had a dolphin in the window and I thought, cool, my parental units would have like a complete shit-fit if I came home with a tattoo and since I already said I like animals and the ocean and so I went in."

"How did it feel getting tattooed."

She gave Matt a look. "It hurts like shit. Everyone knows that."

"I bet the tattoos you give yourself hurt even worse."

"Yeah, I now. My mom says I'm like, doing some sort of self-****."

Well, her mom might have a point. Being rich didn't mean you were always wrong although, from Matt's perspective, it didn't seem like you'd go too far off by assuming that was the case.

After a couple more minutes, Cassandra was sharing ink tidbits with the fans, stripping down to show off more tattoos as well as the strange and creative shaving she'd done to her pubic hair (a little girl with an empty cartoon bubble... even when she explained it it didn't make any sense to Matt but he nodded and smiled).

"So," she said after half an hour. "Am I supposed to blow you or something."

"Do you want to blow me?"

"Well, I just sort of thought that was kind of the deal. You know, you get me on TV and I blow you. That's pretty much the way Hollywood works, right."

"I suspect it is the way Hollywood works although I think it's more I'll pretend to look for a job for you if you blow me rather than actually delivering. But this is streaming. We get to do whatever we want... and of course we try to do what the fans like."

"Well, I guess if the fans want, I'd sort of like to blow you. I mean, I did it once before... not you, of course. Another guy I met at the tattoo place. But he wasn't very nice and just sort of blew me off after and I don't think you would do that. I mean, you've always been nice to me even though I'm not exactly as pretty as some of the other girls like, what do you call the girl with the camera?"

"Samantha."

"Yeah, like Samantha. I mean, look at her. Everyone knows she's the hottest girl around. Her and... uh... Vanessa, right? Anyway, most guys don't even look at me but you've always been nice to me."

"That's because I like you," Matt said. "I don't know, Samantha. Do the fans want to see her blow me or do they want to talk more about tattoos? Because I'm down with either."

"We'll take a poll," Tanya announced. "First to a hundred tips decides which way this goes. Hey girl, I have a question for you."

"Yeah?"

"Do you want to enter the Cherry-smash? You have to be a virgin and you have to be willing to let Archie here pop you on live streaming."

"Yeah, who would vote for me when they can pick one of the really hot girls."

Tanya sighed. "Look, girl. It's all about the attitude. If you project that you're the hottest girl around, guys will respond to that. They're all blind, really. Just see what you make them see."

"Easy for you to say since you're hot and skinny and blond with perfect tits and a tiny waist and a great ass and legs."

"Yeah, maybe I'm wrong. But maybe I'm right. Just thought you might like to play."

"Shit, M--Archie, you want to take my cherry?"

"I'd be honored."

"Okay. You can take it. Want to take it now." She lay back on the bed and spread her legs.

"No," Matt said. "I'm not taking it like that. If you want to go out with me a couple of times, get so we're friends, then I'd love to take it. But not just because you're feel like you need to prove something which I don't even know what that might be."

"See," Cassandra turned to Tanya. "I'll bet if you spread your legs like that, he'd already have squirted up your puss."

"And... that's a wrap," Tanya announced. "Cassandra, I know you won't believe this but the fans loved you. You want to know why? Because you don't look like a porn star. Look at Natasha and me. Yeah, we're beautiful. But people are used to watching beautiful women. Turn on the TV and that's all you see. I mean they made Sandra Fucking Bullock the ugly girl in those movies. Hello! We don't look like the girls these guys actually get to date and so when someone comes on that they can identify with, it's hot for them."

"But--"

"We haven't gotten paid yet but when the services pay us, I think you're going to find that you made more than a lot of us, including me, because you're funky and weird and fun and the guys liked seeing that. So, go out there, be fun and funky and weird and guys will like you including regular guys around the school."

"Yeah, but Matt, are you sure you don't want to fuck me."

"I told you I want to," he said. "Just not like this. I want you to have sex with me because you want to and because I'm the guy you want to do it with."

"You guys have about ten seconds to get off the stage," Tanya said. "Because our next stars are about up."