Needless to say, she could make good money most nights in her cam room. The problem was she lived in Arkansas, a state that now had fundamentalists in...control of the governor's office and the legislator. When the religious right came back to power one of the first laws, they passed was a law that criminalized all forms of the broadcast, filming, or display of female nudity. They had also started a severe crackdown on any kind of sex work. Topless clubs were shut down across the state. Adult. ’ The recruiters all said the same thing: ‘That’s your problem.’ Willow thought sourly that was a spike career advisors had forgot to mention. In her final year at college she’d worked for one company and had asked about employment prospects but her big-breasted supervisor had shaken her head sadly and said, ‘Sorry darling you were assigned here by college placement. If you came to work here you’d be unsuccessful because you don’t have big breasts/’ ‘What? But I’d have a college degree.’. What in the world would a young, sweet, sexy lady like her even want with an old fart like me that is probably more than twice her age? I know that the mere concept of her ‘wanting’ me is strictly the output from my fantasy fueled brain extrapolating the most improbable (but most enjoyable) of all possible scenarios to taunt me with. Still, if I know her as I think I do, she’ll let that question lay there at my feet, tormenting me for several days. Then, when I least expect it, she’ll walk. He reached out, lay his hand on her shoulder and said, ”I love you. You know that don’t you?”“Yes,” she whispered without turning her head toward him.Absently mindedly he began to move his hand, lightly massaging the tense muscles in her slim shoulders through the tee and sheet covering her body.“M-m-m-m-m…” she groaned with a giggle, “That feels good!”“Does it now?” he said with a smile.Suddenly she turned so he could see her face, “Remember when you used to scratch my back before I went to.