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I swear there's already a thread on this somewhere...
I wanted to be a cam girl because I am an attention whore!
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Because working outside of the home means I have to interact with these things called people.
I was tired of doing retail, and I did well with freelance writing but then I hit a dry spell... and mama's gotta pay her phone bill.
I can work from home, make enough to support myself and work around my health issues as well as have the time to make good meals and take good care of myself. I would not be able to work full time without the flexible hours due to several health problems.
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Ah yes, i started the original thread. :) It's a good one to read. I got into camming because I had worked other jobs and had a hard time keeping them while raising a family. I had worked from home before, but the money wasn't consistent.
https://www.stripperweb.com/forum/sh...amming-Because
I was tired being a broke ass college student.
I wanted a job that did not require me to wear pants to work. Oh, and to make the type of money you usually need a graduate degree for, or years of experience. It was mostly the lack of pants though.
I have an exhibtionist fetish, so camming works great for me!
Because MONEY!!!!!
You want the real story....I was 38 years old and broke as a joke. I worked part time in a nice little florist and set out for full time work. I got a full time job but the boss decided he wanted to sexually harrass me so I ended up quitting after just one month. I wasn't going to work a shit job for shit pay with the potential to get raped...who knew what he was going to do, not to mention he was an all around asshole. Luckily, I had a friend that was doing fetish modeling and I was interested in fetish modeling...I always wanted to be that girl in the magazine...wink wink. My friend knew a photographer who was also a fetish model and in the industry. She actually introduced me to a bunch of sites MGF being one of them. I signed up, got accepted and I started my journey. I was surprised at how much money I began to make. I was also suprised at how much fun it was and what a rush I felt from doing it. Last year, after signing up on twitter I found a link to Streamate and then my life changed. Now I make more money than I ever did at any job and I love it! Even though there are days that are rough I am thankful I don't have to get up and go to a job I dread with people I hate. I love being a cam girl!!!!
Aww Eva, I love Marina <3
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This is bit off topic but what the hell. Have any of you ever left the house and forgot to put your pants on? I've done this more times than I care to admit. So use to sitting around in a tshirt and panties I forget to put them on. My boyfriend had to stop me at the door the other day. I look down and nothing but flipflops.
OMFG I'm lmao because I did this TODAY in front of my neighbor. All I had on was a cami and my ex's boxers. I thought I was the only one who did stuff like this. I'm not normally this big of a scatter brain, but I have so much else on my mind that the fact that my ass and nipples were covered was all that went through my mind. plus it was a lovely day :D
HAHA. Best post in this thread! ;DQuote:
Originally Posted by luvnrockets
I got into camming because I'd rather suck a fake dick than a real one to make my way to the top. Plus, there's no glass ceiling, only a mirrored one that I put there to make more money.
Once upon a time a camgirl was able to accept paypal, all you needed to do was upload your adspam to one of the yahoo pay2play groups, ImLive was new on the block and IFriends was the number one site to cam. I saw all of this and I was desperately needing a job where I can raise my son (single mother here), be there when he gets home from school and pay my bills. So I signed up for IFriends waited until my son went to bed, turned on my crappy logitech quickcam and commenced on earning a living. I've been doing it off and on ever since. I get burned out at times then I take one of my breaks (sometimes months, sometimes years), but then it always calls me back.