All the good girls go to hell
'Cause even God herself has enemies...
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WARNING ⚠️ : some mid +18 content!
The next morning, şahika woke up feeling more refreshed and optimistic.
She could do this.
Screw her insecurities, and the guy from last night! The job was just one thing extra to pay the bills...nothing more and nothing less. şahika would waitress in the afternoon/evening, bartend every other night, and webcam when she could while also looking for 'real' jobs around the city.
A small smile tugged at her lips as the brunette ate her breakfast. She was in control of how often she logged on, who she talked to (for the most part), and how she chose to present herself on camera. A plan formulated.
The website charged a lot of money per minute, so if she played it right, she could keep the guy on the camera for a while and rake in money without even having to remove her underwear. şahika smirked. She'd use this weekend as a chance to experiment and grow more comfortable with the webcam world.
After brushing her teeth, she curled up in a chair with her laptop, and started first by scouring the job market. She scanned through pages and pages of articles on the web looking for a managing job in istanbul, but as she quickly found out, the opportunities were as slim as a year ago when she first moved here.
It was a city, with thousands of other managers all looking to make it just as she was. Şahika's eyes were becoming sore, and finally by lunchtime, she decided to take a break. Simba curled up to her knee and purred.
"This is harder than I thought," she mused, scratching the cat behind his ears.
She finished the rest of her lunch in silence. When she was done, she gently put simba on the ground and set up her webcam. After logging in quickly, an icon on the top right flashed, alerting her that two people were requesting her. As she peered closer at the profile pictures, she noticed one was a woman!
Gasping, şahika could hardly contain the heated flush that rose in her cheeks. Fingers trembling, she clicked on the picture, and was met with an attractive blonde.
"Hi, sweetie," the woman said in a soft drawl, her red lips mesmerising şahika.
"Um," she responded intelligently.
Green eyes swept appreciatively over şahika's form. "Hun, I can't tell what you look like under that t-shirt. Be a dear, and take it off for me?"
Şahika's fingers twitched. She awkwardly raised the hem of it, exposing her flat stomach.
"That's right," the blonde encouraged, seeming to understand şahika was unsure.
Slowly she raised it above her head and took it off, exposing her white bra. şahika could clearly see the hungry look in the woman's eyes. Next thing she knew, the woman purred "god..you're body is perfect"
Which made şahika's nipples react instantly. She felt confused; she'd never been attracted to a woman before..right? But right then the woman bit her lips and şahika almost moaned.
Just the sight of the beautiful blond made her wet and slick. The woman must've noticed her struggle cause she gently said "that's ok now..take your time; you don't need to show me anything you don't want to. You can tough yourself through your shorts even."
The offer sounded tempting, very tempting. Şahika's right hand made it's way towards her pan't before she blurted, "I'm so sorry. I don't know why I tried, I'm not-I mean, I don't think I'm...I'm straight."
