My world was upside down. I had just left a bad relationship and wanted to start anew.I focused on my work. I knew I must have success here; otherwise... I had no place to turn. I had no time for dates or any sort of social life. Alone, afraid, but determined to make it here.Finally, at work, I made a friend. Her name was Ariel. She was in her late twenties, married, and the store gossip.We started going out on Friday night after work for a few drinks. She was fun to hang out with, especially. It was pricey, but nothing too bad and I pointed out that she was making a fuss over nothing when she hit me with, "let's finish these and go back to mine. I've got a fridge full of stuff to drink and it'd already paid for."I could see she had a mischievous look on her face and didn't know where she was going with it. I was up front and asked the question, "Why? If you're thinking what I think you are, this probably isn't a good idea".She looked all scorned and scowled at me, "get over. .. brains out doggie style. "Oh God" ... moaned "Fuck me" . All of a sudden, .... got real dirty "Oh yes baby, fuck me harder...do it....fuck it". I was moaning but ... just, well...lost it. "GOD YES....BABY....FUCK ME" amongst the sounds of fast, rhythmic skin slapping. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh" she screams "OH FUCK...FUCK". Then I heard her say "Push my body flat on the bed" and then this i went to town.We where in a middle of a wild Fuck-a-thon. Now the headboard is pounding off the wall, I was. ..I don't know, like she was doing it for someone else?I guess more than just wanting to get off, I wanted to feel like I was getting a piece of what I was missing in my (lack of a) social life. And that's what lead me to camgirl sites. There, I could look at girls my age and talk to them without them having to see me, which eased a lot of my nervousness. It got to be addictive. It wasn't just what you could see...but how hard she was trying, how she focused just on me, even if only for a.