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Lara cut me off. ‘Absolutely not. You know how the customers view us. As a commodity. Not a real woman. Undeserving of respect. You’d have to be insane to even consider anything real.’

She was right. One of the first rules we had was to keep it on the site. No phone numbers or email addresses, no Snapchat or TikTok. Definitely no real life.

‘I know,’ I sighed. ‘He was just so perfect.’

‘Tell me about him.’

‘He’s older, like, fifteen years older.’

‘V...’

‘I know, but you know I love an older guy. He has this deep voice that just does insane things to my insides.’ I closed my eyes as I remembered his filthy words as I’d touched myself. ‘His arms are thick and veined and he has those long, chunky fingers that just beg to be wrapped around a throat.’

Lara rolled her eyes, but kept quiet as I continued.

‘And his cock. Lara, I’m not kidding you when I say it was flipping massive. Like girthy AND long. The sort of cock you see in porn and wonder whether it would leave you walking like a cowboy for days.’

‘That sounds unpleasant,’ Lara said, screwing up her face.

‘It sounds bloody magical.’

‘Nah, give me 6 inches and the ability to fuck down hard over splitting me in two any day.’

I laughed and shrugged. ‘I’ll leave the six inchers for you while I dream about his baseball bat sized cock. And the things he said, it was like he reached into my head and yanked out the fantasies I’d always kept hidden. It was so hot.’

‘It’s hot because it’s not real, babe. You wouldn’t want him doing any of that in real life.’

I sipped my coffee while my brain ran. I wanted it. God, I wanted to experience the filthy things he’d spoken about for real. I wanted to be watched, displayed, used.

Lara watched my face intently before reaching out and slipping a hand over mine. ‘Just remember that top priority is safety, and if the guys are on the site, there is a reason why. Keep it online. Enjoy it from behind your screen while he’s filling your purse up. It’s a win-win.’

‘Yeah, you’re right. Plus, he might just not show back up again.’

It wasn’t unusual to have a guy come along a handful of times and then disappear. We were a service, and often they moved onto another one. There was an endless amount of variety on the internet, and no real reason anyone would stick around with my site in particular. I had my regulars, but ScotsDaddy38 didn’t seem like the sort to obsess over a cam girl.

We both jumped as the buzzer rang loudly, alerting us to someone at the outer door of the apartment building.

‘Are you expecting someone? I asked, and Lara shook her head.

I jogged over to the tannoy and pressed the button. ‘Hello?’

‘Hi, I’m here from Belle’s Floristry. I have a delivery for a Valentina?’

I furrowed my brow as Lara shrugged at me.

‘I’ll be down in a minute. You can leave them with the doorman, thanks.’

Throwing on a coat to cover my pyjamas, I took the elevator down to the ground floor where Muhammed stood behind his desk, an enormous bouquet of deep red roses perched on top of it.

‘Well, Miss Valentina, it seems you have yourself an admirer,’ he said with a warm chuckle.

‘I’m not expecting anything like this...’ I walked over and ran a finger over the large blossoms before finding the card tucked in amongst them.’

Sweetest V

I’ve missed you.

Don’t be a stranger.

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