Get ready for the panel

He checked the time as they entered the green room. Much to his surprise, was only 10:20. He bragged, "I'm perfectly on time!"

Sarah rolled her eyes.

Everyone seemed to be milling around with nothing to do. He asked Maria, "we don't have to do the thing until eleven, right?"

"Yeah."

"I'm going to see if there's a shower around here. I," he gestured at himself, "need it."

She smiled, "want some help?"

He smiled back and grabbed her hand. A woman wearing a convention center uniform pointed them to a bathroom with a shower.

It wasn't the most glamorous shower, but he quickly rinsed the worst of the carpet grime and residue from the many women off himself.

He then turned his focus to Maria, pinning her against the wall.

He slid his hand between her legs, slowly massaging her pussy as the warm water streamed down them. She grabbed his cock, gently stroking it.

The two of them took their time getting each other off. It was much more like the start to his day David wanted than a pile of fans on gross carpet.

The two of them quickly toweled off and rejoined the others just before they were called to the stage.

As they walked out on stage, it occurred to David that he had only thought ahead as far as "get here at 10:30". They idea that he was going on stage to be part of a "creators panel" wasn't something he had processed.

He followed the girls and a bunch of other "creators" on stage, sat beside Vicky, looked at the auditorium full of excited fans, and decided that keeping his mouth shut was probably the winning strategy.

There were many audience question about how they make their videos, who likes doing what the most in their videos. David managed to infer that most of the others making videos were harems like his: channels would focus on the members of the harem with occasional "guest stars".

David managed to get away saying nothing until a woman in the audience asked, "I wanted to ask Vicky and David about your videos. They're all so good," there was a murmur of agreement from the crowd, "I was wondering who does most of your writing. Is it one of you, or do you have a writing team?"

He looked at Vicky and she looked at him. Since she seemed lost too, he decided to answer, "we don't write anything. Vicky just kind of films whatever is going on. I guess she has a good sense of when something hot is going to happen."

She chimed in, "yeah, I know our group pretty well. I can tell when they're doing to do something awesome and grab a camera. I mean..." she gestured at Cynthia. The audience laughed.

From beside them, one of the other panelists broke in, "you don't script your videos?"

David answered, "no, we just kind of," he searched for words, "do what we do."

"You're telling me," the woman asked, "the video you just posted with you, Megan, Chloe, and Jordan just happened?"

David thought back and looked at Vicky, "you were recording that?" Without thinking, he followed up, "aw fuck, that video must be hot."

There was laughter from the room, and a line of confused faces along the panel.

David was saved by a question from the audience for somebody else, and decided the "keep your mouth shut" strategy had been sound, and returned to it.

As they left the stage, Vicky whispered, "writers? These people script their videos? What the hell?"

"I don't know," David replied, truthfully, "I guess they don't work like us."

She smiled at him, "what we do isn't work."

He laughed, "no, it isn't."