Ty sat there, slouched in his computer chair as he randomly clicked through all his tabs and browsers.  Opening up the picture file he had been working on, the new banner was coming into place for his current client and he had the basic skeleton of the website laid out.  All he needed now was content.  His clients seemed to lack much knowledge of how websites work, its not like Ty could make all the information appear out of no where, he needed it from them in order to put it in.<br/><br/>Amazing how those who were elderly and deemed more intelligent than him were complete morons when it came to his field, then again he knew little about their work as well since his current clients who had hired him were lawyers...the cheap bastards, all that money and they would not spend a penny over a hundred and fifty.  Not like Ty could care, he created websites all the time in his free time as a hobby, now he was getting paid to do it.<br/><br/>His eyes darted to the lower right-corner of the screen as the clock ticked and a minute went by.  It was time for the weekly show, the show that was put on every Friday night.  he saved all of his files with a few clicks and pressings of 'Ctrl+S' and opened up a new tab and typed in the address: hsteencam.com.  He knew the full meaning of the name, High School Teens, and 'cam' standing for pictures, videos, and live feeds through web-cams.<br/><br/>The page loaded, a site and layout so familiar of white and red, his hand and mouse gliding over the page as he had remembered every single pixel of it for it was his creation.  His name was listed down in the corner of the website as 'Webmaster: Ty Lewis'.  He managed the site, helped upload any sort of media that was needed, did it for rather cheap to simply because he knew the girls and collected a small profit from them every so often for upkeep and maintenance, though the real prize was watching the Friday night showing for free every night...At the age of Eighteen, he had an eye for the bodies of that of a female teenager and her curves.<br/><br/>He ruffled his hand through his long, messy, shaggy hair and let it hang down in his eyes a bit, seeing the strands of dark brown hair within his vision as he gazed upon the screen and the square within that was ready to stream the live video to anyone who was ready to watch some bisexual, underage, teen girls and their innocent yet sexy poses and looks.  So he sat ready and waited, the clock ticking closer and closer to the time, the website was already set up and ready thanks to him, it all depended on the click of the web-cam on the other side and he would see 'his girls' in action.