At their place.

It's been a couple of days since she called you, and you've just about walked a trench in your floor when the phone chirps again. When the call is over, your trousers are feeling a little tight again. The next day, you make the trip over to their place for the meeting, and feeling a little ambitious, stop to pick up a pack of condoms on the way.

However, from the general vibe in the room and the deep scowl on Chad's face, you feel like you may have overstepped your bounds. "Oh don't mind him," Penny says, waving him off. "He's just pissed that you beat him in the competition."

You raise your eyebrows in surprise. "You're ShottaThot?"

"1ivertick1er." He growled, his scowl growing even deeper. That would explain as to why he, as Dihcker, wasn't on screen during her stream, since he was also competing. But for some reason, you can't shake the feeling that he would have been happier losing to anyone else, as long as it meant that you didn't win.

The three of you sit in an embarrassed silence until Penny finally breaks it. "So, after the site takes it's cut, we managed to raise a total of 85, 253 bucks and some change to donate to the animal shelter. I've got the check prepped out and now we're just waiting for them to transfer it into my account, then I'll pass it over to them."

"That is an impressive amount," you whistle. After doing some quick math in your head, you work out that about 20% of that came from you, but you keep that to yourself.

"It is," she smiles. "And it's all because I've got such great fans. Great, great fans... like you..." Her smile slowly fades away and the silence becomes twice as loud.

Tapping his finger in annoyance, Chad suddenly stands up and announces, "I'm going out to the patio for a smoke. I hope that when I get back, you two would have sorted out what you need to sort out."

After watching him stomp away and light up his cigarette, Penny leans over to you and whispers, "Sorry about that. He's still not comfortable that I had that competition."

"I get where he's coming from," you shrug, "I mean, even I'd get upset if my girlfriend had a competition where the winner got to sleep with her. Let alone that she is an internet porn star."

"Yeah, I guess...." she sighs and hangs her head, before cutting straight to that very subject. " Okay, here's how I think we should do this."