So one evening, during a particularly wild year in my youth, I was at a party wherein there were two rooms with very big screens and computers connected by skype, so people could communicate between the rooms and see what was going on.
At one point I’m chilling with a bunch of people in one room, I think I was fairly drunk, stoned and skiied, and we were all chatting and laughing and having a good time. Then this girl that I had slept with a couple of times comes into the room and sits on my lap. Soon we start kissing, and then gradually the other people in the room move to the other room. After ten minutes or so they are all in the other room and I am alone with the girl. She looks around, notices that everyone is gone, and starts undressing me.
“So I’m cool with it, but you know there’s a skype thing there, they can see us”
“I guess we’re putting on a show then”
And that we did. Afterwards she left and I went to the other room where the partygoers expressed to me their appreciation of our invigorating performance.