The Little Girl (The Girls)

He’s only a client. And I’m a man. So why does it feel so right when he calls me his little girl?

Webcam modeling is a job. My friend told me this over and over when I started. It’s never personal. Don’t let it get personal. But when I turn on the camera and perform for him, my body grows hot. When I dress up for him? I feel things I’ve never felt before.

But it’s not real. It’s certainly not love… Even if it is, I can’t let myself feel that way. Never again. Not even if I think he might be the one man I could let in…

Content Warning: There is a brief flashback to a past sexual assault in the middle section of Chapter 7.