Gabe
Kel thought about her answer for a moment before she looked at me then back at Kumi, "I would refer to Gabe. If I know him he probably has an idea." She looked at me, "Unless I'm wrong?"
I smiled at her and looked at the girls, "Do you trust me?"
The girl's looked at each other before Jaime smiled, "We're gonna have to."
I nodded and looked down at Morgan as I pressed the unmute button and spoke, "Alright we've made our decision."
Morgan spoke, "We're listening."
I smiled, "No sale. Your price is too high. Unless you take the videos and monthly participation off the table. We're only willing to accept money and redirection only."
The female spoke, "Then I'm afraid we have a no deal. We need some kind of faith and reassurances that we can make our money back for sponsoring each of your amateurs."
I decided to play a trump card, and I hoped I was right with my hunch. I hated that I was about to use the one person I didn't want to bring into this situation but since my original talk with the asshat Morgan Guzman and the girl's plight I had thought of ways I could help them.
At first I thought, and it was my only thought, that I could enlist both my mom and dad to help create a shared page that the girl's can point their video's towards and use ALL the tools at my mom's studio to help elevate them from the amateur to a higher station and in doing so help each girl elevate their presence.
Only problem is I didn't want to bring mom or dad into this. I wanted to use only tools at our disposal. But now I know I needed their help.
I looked at Kel one last time to make sure I was right in my thinking and Kel simply smiled as she whispered, "I'm sure they will help."
That sealed it.
I returned my attention to Morgan and spoke, "That's fine with me and my clients as we will not reference your site or toys that I'm sure some of my clients have already used. Instead we will start using the fine products from Muschi."
The girl's instantly looked at me wide eyed as I had just robbed them of $100,000 closely followed by their jaws dropping at the mention of Muschi.
The female spoke, "Wait what?"
I smiled, "You heard me."
Morgan spoke, "You aren't allowed to use any product from Muschi unless you want to be sued."
I smiled, "Oh but I already have a client that is not already sponsored by Muschi but I'm sure with her assistance in helping each of my clients raise their overall profiles and bring their presence out of the amateur."
Morgan started laughing hard as he spoke, "You're bullshitting us. You don't have any ties to Muschi or any other clients than what you have right now."
He laughed for a few moments before his laughter died down as he spoke, "I like you kid I really do but you just don't have that kind of pull."
I thought if only you knew shit head!.
I smiled a wolf eating grin and I spoke calmly, "Tell me Mr. Guzman, would you happen to know the user Sweet Angel of Sweet Angel Productions?"
Sweet Angel, my mom, and Sweet Angel Productions, my dad's idea to call their enterprise, was not only my mom's private site where she does a lot of videos and photos, much like any adult house charges it's users for their content. As well as posts her more milder and less risqué content on her channels that links back to her private site.
Morgan stopped dead in his tracks and looked at me wide eyed for only a moment before he started roaring with laughter. The fucker laughed so hard he nearly blew out my phone's speaker.
And why wouldn't he laugh so blatantly in my face? While it's true Muschi doesn't sponsor everyone, though we have been very lucky, I'm sure everyone that gets sponsors or uses Muschi products has to sign some type of waiver.
Though looking at my situation it seems like everything happening to me just seems to keep landing in my lap effortlessly.
But Morgan Guzman doesn't know that.
And obviously he was laughing at me when I dropped my mom's online persona. He, or whoever did their research into Kel and me, didn't know about my connection to Sweet Angel or my connection to Muschi.
I smiled, letting him laugh without interrupting him. He just laughed and laughed.
Even the female that had remained off video was laughing.
Eventually Morgan got himself in control as he wiped the tears from his eyes, "There's no way you know Sweet Angel!"
I smiled, "Oh I do know her."
He smiled, "Right! Tell you what if you do know Sweet Angel and you're able to get every one of those girl's a Muschi contract. Not only will I help you sell the girl's to my higher ups that you can name your price for each of them. I'll also give you our recruitment list of every girl who has said no to us in the last year."
I looked at him, "Serious?"
He shrugged, "Sure, but I highly doubt you know Sweet Angel let alone have any connections with Muschi."
I smiled, "Mind if I get that in writing?"
The female spoke, "No you won't but I'll serve as a witness to his little bet."
Morgan shrugged, "Hell I'll just shoot you an email with my bet."
I smiled, "Well it looks like I have some work to do then. Don't I? I'll call back when I have those completed."
And hung up.
I looked at Kel, "Well looks like I have work to do."
The rest of the girl's spoke, "Wait, what is happening?"
I looked at the girl's, "Do you trust me?"
All of them looked at each other but before they could answer my question I looked at Kel, "Fill them in."
I kissed Kel and Summer really quick as I had to get somewhere and I wasn't looking forward to this talk.
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