She Is Trying

N.B. Sorry I did not publish on friday I hope you all still enjoy it and I will get things out in a more timely manner.

Faith Penny went live every friday on Facebook. The amount of time she stayed on varied depending on what task she was up to. It had started with quick 10 minute segments of her showing how to properly fold a fitted sheet or how to make fancy place settings. No one watched, though, and at first she didn't mind much. The only people she wanted to watch were her children, but they never did.

"Did you see what I posted on the Facebook?" Faith asked her daughter, Ellie, over the phone.

Ellie rolled her eyes happy her mother couldn't see her. It annoyed her when her mother said things weird like "the Facebook", but she refrained from correcting her, because she wanted something. "No I just need to know how you cook your beef tips. I am going to make it at a friends house, tomorrow," She sudo begged her mother; holding out the big guns incase her mother's first response was no.

"Well, if you watched my show maybe you will see it there." Faith said.

Ellie had expected this conversation to go a different direction. She was sick of her mom hounding her about her facebook live thing, so she did not temper her words. "Mom, you don't have a show! Shows have a theme and views. Besides, I doubt you would put up a recipe all your friends have been asking for for years." As she lectured her mother Ellie was frantically scrolling through her mother's posts. "I don't see it on your feed either," Ellie said annoyed her mother wouldn't just give her what she wanted. She scrolled through her mother's sparse postings.

"Ellie May Penny! Is that how I raised you? To talk to your mother like that? One day I am going to die and these videos I am putting up will be the only memory you have of me you ungrateful child!" Faith shrilled into the receiver.

"No mom, I am sorry, I just really want to impress everyone. I will watch your show, but could you pretty pleeeaaaassssee text me how to make your beef tips?" Ellie pleaded in that winny voice she knew her mother couldn't say no to.

Faith relented and gave her daughter what she had asked for when they hung up. "There you little get!" she said out loud as she pressed send. A part of her wanted to change the amounts on the recipe, but she loved her daughters and couldn't bear to sabotage them.

Still, something her daughter had said resonated with her. Maybe her children would pay more attention to her videos if they were popular and themed. She knew for a fact the ladies at her church would die for some of her most coveted recipes. That would for sure up her views and in fact, they did.

She switched everything from basic household how-tos to a live cooking show with all her most sensational dishes. They grew longer with more and more views, likes and comments to the point her friends made her an intro.

That damn intro!

By the time Faith Penny's damning video came out everyone she knew, except her children, had been watching. She was grateful for once that they didn't watch, because she had fucked up so wonderfully that she would die of shame.

You see what had happened was an accident. Faith when she had been given the intro video she had not asked questions on how it worked. Her friends had said you can put it on to any video, so she had assumed that meant it would start on the live feed whenever she played it.

She had done the cooking show for a little over a year and was a pro at this point with set up and prepping. Everything was ready to go when she went live at 5 as she did every Friday. The only thing different was that she played the intro and muted her mike till it was over.

She stood open mouth in front of the screen. She was thinking wow they must of spent a lot of money for how legitimate it looked. She would have stayed there gawking at the screen, but her husband entered through the kitchen door that led to the garage. Faith snapped her head at the door.

Faith's husband, Waylen Penny, was deeply attuned to his wife's mannerisms and moods. When he saw that head snap he instantly remembered her show. He winced and made a move to leave, "I am sorry honey didn't mean to interrupt."

"Oh no, you are not interrupting. I am playing my new intro. It's got about another minute," She said and made to kiss her husband.

Waylen was a shy man; completely the opposite of his socialite wife, but that's what he liked about her. She made things happen and talked to people in a way he never could. He pulled away from her kiss. Before she could become upset he explained, "Honey, you know I don't approve of PDA. I don't want your viewers seeing us kiss."

Faith batted away his excuse, "Don't be silly they can't see us while the intro is going on."

Waylen looked dubiously over his petite wife's albern hair at the computer mounted in the corner, "you sure about that?"

"Positive, see!" She pulled away from him and faced the computer screen. She lifted up her shirt and bra to flash the camera for a full five seconds. Then she turned back to her beat read husband.

Before he could get that kiss from his promiscuous wife the intro came to a close, "Crap now get out," she said as she went to unmute her computer. As he scurried past her she gave him her minxy smile and a wink that still stirred him to his core.

For a few days that memory would be cast in the warm glow of love and marital bliss before it was dashed by feelings of societal shame. Facebook inevitably deleted it as pornagraphy, but its absence did not erase memories and Faith Penny's breast flashing would go down in emphamy.

Will Faith Penny keep her show? Will she ever connect with her daughters? Will she ever get over the mortification? Find out next time on "She is trying"!