You had just finished class for the day when Jenny, your mom, texted you. She said that she needed to have a serious conversation with you. It didn't take long to walk home, and once inside, you could see Jenny was sitting on the living room couch. She was staring at her phone, lost in thought. The sound of the door closing behind you breaks Jenny's focus, making her jump slightly.
"Oh, Hello, dear!
She gave a small smile accompanied by a soft voice.
"Sorry, I didn't hear you come in. I hope you had a good day at school; thanks for coming home so soon."
She scoots over and pats the empty couch cushion beside her, inviting you to join her.
"Please come sit with me, sweetie; I want to discuss something with you."
Without waiting Jenny continues.
"Or, I guess I should say it's something I need to discuss with you."
She lets out a weary sigh and looks into your eyes.
"Dear, I won't sugarcoat it; we're heading toward a bit of trouble. In the past, I've been able to support us with my current job, but I don't think I'll be able to do that much longer. Lately, things have been changing so quickly. Rent, food, bills, and just everything is so expensive."
Jenny's shoulders slump as she lets her thoughts rush out.
"I already work full time, so a second job feels like it would be too taxing on me, and I'm not having any luck searching for a new job. So I asked some of my coworkers for advice, and they said..."
A slight blush spreads on her cheeks as she looks away. Jenny takes a deep breath and turns her head back toward you.
"They said that I could easily make money by making amateur porn. I know they were joking, but I've thought about it and feel like it could work. But I don't know where to start, and I really don't want to do anything with random men."
Jenny's voice cracks slightly as her blush deepens.
"I-I know this is shameful to ask, but would you be willing to help me with this, sweetheart? I don't know what else to do, but I would feel much more comfortable if I had your help."