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Ivy had been working as a cam model to put herself through college when Jason met her. The hours were long and the job was degrading but the pay was decent. She enjoyed talking to people from all over the world but she had to put up with her fair share of rude idiots. She was one of the prettiest girls at the cam farm where she worked. She had more adoring cam addicts than any of the other girls. Every day it was the same, in at seven o’clock in the evening and work until seven o’clock the next morning. She got home took a shower and slept until it was time for class. She was studying computer science and hoped one day to land a good job in the United States. Jason had been working for a local entertainment magazine for about two months when he got a rather odd assignment. The editor wanted him to do a story about the web cam business. Jason was totally clueless. He had never visited a web cam site before and he knew nothing about them. He started his research and found that the business was bigger than he could have imagined. Millions of dollars were being made at these so called “cam farms”. Some men became cam addicts. They spent nearly all their spare time chatting with women through their web cams. Some men actually believed that they were in love with cam girls. That to him seemed a lot like men falling for the dancers at the strip clubs around town. He did an Internet search and pulled up a list of thousands of web cam sites. Not knowing anything about them he just started with the first site on the list. The splash page was flashy with seventy or so small photos of the girls who were online. There was every sort of girl you could imagine, blonds, brunettes, red heads, short, tall, skinny, fat, Russian, Asian, or American. No matter what sort of girl you were looking to talk to you could find her there. He clicked the first picture and ended up in the free chat room of a lovely Ukrainian blond. He made up a chat name and logged into the room. The chat box immediately came to life. Most of the lines popping onto the screen were rude demands typed in broken English, “stand up”, “show ass”, “let me see your tits”, and “show pussy”. There were a few strings of intelligent conversation laced through out the chat. Jason had no idea how to even start so he just typed, “Hello”, and hit send. He saw it appear on the screen and waited for an answer. After about five minutes, he came to the conclusion that he was interrupting something and clicked back to the menu. He made it about three quarters of the way through the girls on the site with the same results. He didn’t know why none of the girls would speak with him. Some of the girls he saw would just sit in from of their cams and say nothing to anyone. It seemed like they all had their little circle of friends and favorite customers. If they didn’t know you, they wouldn’t give you the time of day. He decided to try another list. He opened up another cam site. There were a lot of cute girls in the pictures so he decided to check it out. This site was pretty much the |
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