The Roommate (The Camgirl Part 2)

Part LXV: Rough Day

LXV: Blake and Marie

Blake

For the first time in a while, Blake found it difficult to get into her show.

She was doing a Christmas-themed one--Hanukkah had been early December, this year--dressed up in a Santa hat, knee-high black boots, and a cute little Santa loose dress with a belt at the waist that easily rode up to put her ass on full display for her viewers. She'd even found a safe candy cane toy and a Christmas Tree dildo to go along with her flared reindeer one.

Blake had been so excited for this show, but she just couldn't enjoy it.

Stewing for hours about Liam hadn't been the healthy thing to do, but she hadn't really been able to stop. Sophie and Marie's attitudes hadn't helped either. Even when Blake had gone to the gym to try and work out some of her stress, she'd just gotten more frustrated and annoyed.

And apparently, she wasn't doing too great at hiding it.

"You alright, Cherry?"

Blake bit her lip. The message was from T-Sugg. One of her regulars.

She sighed, looking at the other messages on her feed. There were the usual gushing complements about her, her face, her tits, her pussy, etc., the little one-token tips, and the people asking for her to show her nipples or her ass or suck on the candy cane toy she'd been teasing her pussy with--well, trying to tease it with, at least--but the messages from her regulars all showed that they knew something was up.

"You seem off. Everything okay?"

Jake.

"What's going on? Santa drop coal in your stocking?"

Trevor. That one made Blake smile a bit.

Chip, John, and Ken had also messaged her, asking if she way okay.

With a sigh, Blake tossed the candy cane aside and got on her knees, leaning toward the camera.

"You guys are the sweetest," Blake said. She thought over her words for a moment, then took a deep breath.

"I'm actually not doing so great. I got recognized today by someone while I was out with a friend, and it freaked me out. My friend tried to help, but that didn't go well, and nobody seems to get why that was something I needed to handle myself. I won't always have friends around if something like that happens again, you know?"

The chat switched from asking her to play with herself to people saying how awesome it would be to meet her, or how they wouldn't know what to do if they did meet her. A few made some jokes, and a few people--thankfully the smallest in number--made some gross, derogatory suggestions before Blake's mods got to them and removed them from the chat.

Ken, T-Sugg, and the others, however...they got it.

"Yikes." Trevor said, "I can't even imagine how scary that would have been."

"They just recognized you, right?" Chip asked, "Nothing really bad happened? They didn't grab you or try to follow you home or anything?"

"I'm glad your friend was with you," T-Sugg said, "But they should get it. The buddy system only works so far. You carry mace or something, right?"

Blake smiled, chest tightening a bit at their comments, and those from her other regulars.

"Thank you guys. I'm fine, now, just a little frustrated and shaken up, is all. Not really feeling like myself. No, they didn't grab me or follow me or anything like that. My--"