Andi:
um... j’scuse it’s been hours. Where are you?
I rolled my eyes at her made-up French but kept reading as her messages continued.
Andi:
Ma’am. Are you alive? You haven’t logged into the site in days. Do I need to send out a search party?
Andi:
I’d take your silence personally, except you haven’t even seen my messages yet.
Andi:
Merri, it’s not funny. You don’t have your location on. I can’t even find you if you’ve been abducted and murdered.
Me:
I’m fine. Just need some space.
Anger simmered in my veins upon seeing the reply I most definitely did not send. If this jerk cost me the only close friend I had, I was going to tear him a new asshole.
Panic clutched my chest as I realized if he had access to my phone, that meant he might have done irreparable damage to my client list as well. Even though Andi said I hadn’t logged into the site, there was still the possibility Malice had opened my private message app linked to that account. Sure, I had it hidden in a special secret folder on my phone, but he’d already hacked me.
I couldn’t afford to alienate any of my regulars. Even though I wasn’t allowed to cam currently, eventually I’d go back, and I needed them to be there when I did. It was quite literally a matter of life and death. I had to be able to feed regularly. Who knew how long Malice’s top-up would last? I couldn’t count on the boys to see to me, and I’d barely made it three days without my camming.
Frantic, I opened the app and logged in, sagging in relief as I saw all of my messages appeared unread.
There were two from OriginalSin. Just flirty notes that suggested we schedule another session. But ShyGuy25 was more insistent.
ShyGuy25:
Good morning, beautiful. Hope you have a great day!
ShyGuy25:
You didn’t have a stream tonight. Hope you’re feeling okay. Would it be stalkery if I said I missed you?
I usually replied to him rapidly when he reached out. Whether I wanted to admit it or not, I enjoyed his attention.Guilt gnawed at me for my silence, even though it hadn’t been intentional on my part.
ShyGuy25:
Merri, are you okay? Did I do something to upset you?
ShyGuy25:
It’s been days. I’m getting worried. If I said something that made you uncomfortable, I’m really sorry.
It was the last one, though, that really got to me.
ShyGuy25:
Okay, I get it. You don’t want to talk to me. I’ll stop messaging you. But I really do hope you’re okay.
Oh, fuck. Poor Cole. He didn’t deserve this. He was kind and caring, and in another life, if we’d met in person and I wasn’t a man-eating succubus, I’d definitely have given him a chance.
Merri-go-round: