I followed in silence, trying to process what had just happened. We were a few minutes from the bus stop when she finally spoke.
“Like I said, we had a very profitable night. Both our channels increased our subscriptions by over 25%. We lost a handful, somehow. I guess some folks don’t care for futa. But, I have a feeling once word gets around, our new subscription numbers will double.”
“Huh,” was all I felt safe to say at the moment, my cheek still tingling.
“As for tips…” Terri started.
“Yeah, I didn’t really hear much last night. Did we make anything?” I asked.
Terri stopped dead and looked at me with a weird expression. “You didn’t hear anything?” she asked slowly.
“No. I mean, aside from the beginning, when you mentioned getting more cameras. That was a nice touch, by the way. Aside from that, I was a bit distracted,” I tried a smile.
“Oh, you little fool,” Terri said, shaking her head sadly.
“What?”
“We cleared four grand last night,” she said.
My head couldn’t wrap itself around that. “Four… thousand… dollars?” I swallowed. “For an hour’s work?”
“It was more than an hour. We spent most of the day prepping and planning, remember?” Terri said, pulling me towards the bus stop once more.
“We got paid $4, 000 for a day’s work?” I said stupidly.
“She can be taught!” Terri said. “You ever filled out taxes before? No? Well, you will next year. You’ll absolutely hate it, but I’ll help.”
I caught sight of the bus stop then and tried to stop thinking about the absurd amount of money I’d just made.
“Make sure to check your new email box. I have a feeling it’s more stuffed than I was last night.” Terri dropped her voice so the other kids at the bus stop couldn’t hear us. “I’ll help you with that, too, if you need me to.”
I just nodded like an idiot. My share was only $2, 000, but even that number was crazy to me. I was used to around $100 a month in allowance from Dad. Now, I’d made nearly double a full year of allowance in just a day!
“I wasn’t sure if you wanted to get your own gear or keep using mine. If you want your own stuff, I’ll show you where and what to get. Do you want to go halfzies on a couple of extra cameras? Probably wouldn’t run you more than a grand or so.”
I just nodded in a daze, only half hearing Terri.
Terri finally looked at me and realized the state I was in. “I’ll run some numbers by you later when you’re a bit more coherent, OK?”
“Sure,” I said simply.
Terri grinned at me, “God, it’s fun fucking with you.”
Then, the bus stop got crowded and stopped talking. When the bus finally arrived, Terri whispered in my ear, “Three days, I mean it,” before climbing onto the bus.
Three days. No sex. $2, 000. I think I can handle this… I hope.
***
I was so in over my head; it was ridiculous.
Terri had come over after school and was helping me go through my e-mail… there was a lot! If it weren’t for the filtering Terri showed me how to do, it would have taken me a week to sort one day’s worth of mail. And more was steadily streaming in.
I knew nothing about spreadsheets. Bedsheets, sure, but not this grid of numbers that made my eyes cross when I looked at it. Terri helped me set up a simple tracking feature so that I wouldn’t have to worry when tax time came.
Terri was turning out to be quite the businesswoman. Terri had never wanted to be a doctor like her mom. She said she still didn’t know what she wanted to eventually do, but she was already turning into quite the entrepreneur. She had been doing FanLover for a few months now and had reinvested every penny either back into her channel or into other money-making deals like stocks and bonds and shit.
While helping me set up a bank account, she showed me hers. If she moved out today, she could live comfortably for at least a year.
I didn’t know how long I wanted to do FanLover. But if I stuck with it for a while, I was going to do everything Terri was doing financially. No more trips to the mall… except for the one I’d be taking when the business credit card Terri set me up with arrived. I wanted something more than just my regular street clothes.
When I mentioned this to Terri, she just shook her head.
“Did you need fancy clothes to make two grand?” she asked.
I couldn’t argue, but secretly, I wanted to upgrade my wardrobe for other reasons as well. I wasn’t just planning on showing off for the camera after all.
Terri stayed the night with me. I honestly think she didn’t trust me around my dad and wanted to make sure I stuck to my three days of celibacy.
Dad had given me a couple of questioning looks both before and after dinner but hadn’t intruded. He knew something was going on with me but also knew when to give me space. God, I loved that man.
The following two days were pretty much the same. Terri was straight-up stalking me and making sure I didn’t do anything to wear myself out.
By the third night, my whoremones had my libido boiling. Terri woke up in the middle of the night and caught me trying to rub one out just to relieve my jitters. She made a deal with me. If I didn’t move and just lay there, she’d take care of it.
I eagerly agreed, and before I knew it, Terri was between my legs, somehow pinning my arms and hips down on the bed so I couldn’t move.
She grinned at me with a dark hunger I’d never seen before. She didn’t have her hands free so all she could use was her mouth. I watched as she slowly licked up my shaft, then slowly kissed back down it. She repeated this, each time licking a slightly different trail up my cock. By the time she finally took the head in her mouth, I was sweating.
Terri took her time sliding me in and out of her mouth. I watched, my body quivering, as her lips sank lower, then retreated to my head. Again and again she did this, each time taking a little more of me into her mouth. Not once did she increase her pace, no matter how much I begged her.