Chapter 1

If you are a guy (or maybe even a gal) who occasionally clicks onto those pay cam sites --- the ones where nude women will perform for you – then you probably know my face (and body) even if you don’t know my real name or how I came to become one of the star performers on the web. We are called “CamGirls,” or “CamModels,” or even “CamWhores.” I prefer CamModel. This is the back-story of how I got started in the business and the secret to my success. No one knows the truth except for me, my daughter Kate, and her best friend Erin.

You know me by my cam name of “Sweet Molly Malone.” Let me introduce myself by my real name – Jenna Kennedy. I am 5 feet 6 inches, with a 36C cup size, blonde hair and blue eyes. I am an Irish-American girl, raised in the same small Midwest town here I still live. Growing up, I was always one of the “good girls.” I never wore my parochial school uniform skirts too high. I never cut classes. I always got As and Bs in school, and I was always considered the teacher’s pet. I was a virgin when I got married, although I did let boys fool around a bit over my blouse and over my panties under my skirt. I gave handjobs, but never blow jobs, and I never let a boy bring me to orgasm. After I got married, my husband Mike worked in a local autoparts store and I worked as a waitress in a cafe just off the interstate. We had a good life, and soon we had a lovely daughter, Kate.

But things changed for the worse in 2008. Mike was on his motorcycle when he skidded off the road and was killed. The meager life insurance that we had didn’t begin to cover my ongoing expenses, and it was quickly used up. So, I was a single mom living on my waitress salary and tips, with mortgage payments, car payments, and on top of it all I needed to put away funds for college savings for Kate, who had just turned 15. Kate has my coloring, blonde and blue eyes and has become a lovely teen.

Probably many of you were in the same position. I sent out job applications to the few employers in our small town, but no one was hiring and most were firing. I thought about moving, but Kate wouldn’t hear of it. All her friends were here and starting a new school in a new town in the middle of the school year would have been awful for her. Kate and I went back and forth arguing about how we could make it in this town and whether we should just pull up stakes and find a better life somewhere else.

One morning at breakfast, Kate came to me with a new idea. I could stay at home and make money on the internet. My first thought was E-Bay – something we could sell. But what? I didn’t have any craft skills, and we didn’t have the capital to invest in inventory. I couldn’t think of anything I could do to make enough to be able to make a living.

But that wasn’t what Kate had in mind at all. She said that there were websites where moms like me could strip nude and masturbate for money while men watched. Kate didn’t say I but I added in my own mind that of course the men were jerking off while the women were performing. Kate was essentially saying that I could “sell” my body to horny men on the internet. She said that I was still relatively young (40), had a nice body (“good boobs” as she put it). She said that I should contact one of the web streaming sites and make money that way.

When my heart started beating again, I asked Kate how in the world she knew about adult streaming sites. I only knew of them vaguely and had never actually seen one. Kate told me that the day before she was over at Erin’s (her best friend, also 15). Erin looks like her name would imply – strawberry blonde, freckles, and a winning smile. I never seem to tire of looking at her.

Erin’s Dad was out, and Kate and Erin turned on his laptop to play game. And immediately the computer opened to a screen filled with little pictures of nude or partially nude women who were available to perform on webcam for a price per minute. Erin said that they should click on one just to see if it worked. So, Kate took the mouse and found a woman and clicked on her thumbnail picture.