“Not yet, Master,” she said and chuckled.
Over the next three weeks, Kat coached Courtney in her camming, even going so far as to have her on the phone with her, with an earbud, so she could give her instructions, like a television director. She took over as moderator of her chatroom. She only logged on to the site, when Kat could be online at the same time. The tank top and the blue jeans were now gone, and she began to groove in her exhibitionism, which was, in the end, genuine. Like Kat, she was always naked now. Her viewership grew, and she now routinely had six or seven hundred users. It was nothing like the three and four thousand viewers that the most popular cam whores garnered, but it was a far cry from sitting there in solitary fully dressed, and she seemed to thrive on the atte
