<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/BDMYMi0.jpg)</div>Perhaps a small part of Stacy had hoped that by the next morning, she would have shed any desire to try the boy-girl camming thing. Only as she ate a breakfast of cereal and fresh black coffee, what she had discovered about her little business venture the day before was hard to ignore. So far, her audience had merely stagnated, but what if it started to shrink? She now had enough subscribers to live off her cam shows and save a little bit of money each month but it wasn’t as if she was rolling in it. The margin between her making enough with her cam venture and having to find another day job to make ends meet was currently very thin. At the very least, trying to add a bit of variation to her cam shows might get her noticed a bit more. There were thousands upon thousands of young women out there already doing what she did, after all.<br/><br/>Thus even though she didn’t really relish the thought of approaching the gardener, who had so irked her with his slightly arrogant tone, she had little other good options. It wasn’t as if she could knock on Mr. Jamison’s door from across the hallway and ask if she could lend his cock for some cam shows. She kind of needed someone who could treat this as a no strings attached endeavor and who was unphased enough by the reality of it to be able to go through with it. Even though she had only talked to the man for a brief time the day before, she instinctively felt that he would meet both requirements. When she eventually checked the area outside of her bedroom window, she saw that he wasn’t around there today. Yet she heard the engine sounds of lawn equipment coming from not too far away.<br/><br/>So around noon, she left her apartment in search of the man, finding him eventually tending a large hedge, standing at the top rung of a ladder that only seemed marginally balanced. She waited for him to finish the job before addressing him, not wanting to startle him and make him fall off.<strong>“Hey there… Remember me?”</strong>She looked up at him, shading her eyes from the sun with her right hand.<strong>“Listen, I wondered if you’d have some time to discuss some of the things you told me yesterday? I’m guessing it’s about your lunch time too? Want to share a couple of cold beers whilst we talk?”</strong>Once the man had agreed to the impromptu meeting, she led the way to her place and opened the door to him, then led him to her kitchen area. She got them both a cold beer from the fridge and they settled in at her kitchen table.<strong>“So after we spoke yesterday… You kind of made me curios about my recent subscriber numbers. I actually checked the stats for the past six months. I haven’t really grown my subscriber base during that period. I still get new people subscribing but I lose existing subscribers about at the same rate. So my income has more or less not grown over the same period too.”</strong><br/><br/>She took a sip from her beer as the man listened.<strong>“What you said… about boy girl  type performances, I’ve actually been told the same thing in the past. That it’s easier to attract new subscribers that way and easier to keep them interested too. Just never saw the point in trying it… until now. But I’d kind of need a man to help me with those scenes. And I don’t really have any good candidates in mind. But the way you talked yesterday… You have some experience with this kind of stuff, don’t you? Is there any chance you’d be interested?”</strong>Now that she was up close with the man again, she registered the fact that he was quite handsome for his age but she also saw the amused twinkle in his eyes that had so angered her just the day before.<br/>