My Pretty Dirty Kitten
The chat will explode any second now.
I smile at my reflection in the monitor. Kittenxo is ready.
I take one last deep breath, then settle into my plush pink gaming chair.
The camera is already framed perfectly, catching me from mid-thigh up. I lean forward just enough to click the button that takes the stream fully live.
The little red "LIVE" indicator pops up in the corner of my monitor, and the chat window immediately starts scrolling with names and hearts and fire emojis.
I tilt my head a little, letting the long blonde waves shift across my chest. The hair still covers almost everything, soft golden strands draped over the starfish cups like a teasing veil.