I made a living by selling myself online. As soon as I saw the money in my account, I gave the viewer whatever they wanted. A sneak peek at what was under my skirt. A little roleplay with my kitty ears on. Or maybe they wanted something darker, more obscene, that only happened after the lights went out, when no one saw the lengths I would go to pay my bills. But when a client wants something I’m not willing to do, I didn’t realize how far an obsessed fan would go to get what he wanted. And there wasn’t just one but two, and they were greedy for not just me… but for each other as well.