On a vacation for the holidays

Dear readers,

As much as I like your company, every once in a while a blogging whore needs a break from her work. The holiday slump gives me another reason to just take it easy for a couple of weeks. It probably won't be long, but I will try to enjoy my little vacation.

Meanwhile, you all enjoy the holidays!

xoxox

A king walked by

A king walked by. That doesn't happen often in our part of town. Usually kings go to bad neighbourhoods to visit some community market to show their sympathy with 'the hard working common man'. All of this is carefully planned months in advance and he comes surrounded by bodyguards.
In our part of town, on the other hand, you won't notice a king. He may be dropped off by a cab and he will quickly disappear into some girls' house. No one has to know what a king does when he has a few hours to himself.

Not this one, he arrived in a cape, with all the ornate trimming that you may expect. We even overlooked his garmet underneath the cape, which was made of not-so-flattering latex.
Initially I didn't even notice that he was a king, plenty funny-looking characters walk these streets, sometimes you just forget to look at them. His display name was 'King', with 2 'o's' on either side of it, which made me call him 'ookingo'. How could I know. In the end he had 4 girls around him trying to figure out the size of his walle... ehh coc... no... kingdom.

Street whores in the snow

Street whores in the snow.
And you don't know where they come from,
And you don't know where they blow ...

Well, I do. Actually, just around the corner where the picture is taken from there is an alley, named Bordello Alley, which is a very suitable place for a blowjob. But that is all a besides.

We had a debate yesterday about the weather. We should have snow, Gancao said. She had already covered her own pavement with a Christmassy snow layer (Yes, I know what you are thinking, it is not cum, certainly no cocaïne, trust me). There was a Christmas tree and she was wearing a nice and warm sexy green and red holidays outfit.

Stephanie said she hated snow. All I could do is just think about spring. I don't really care for the holidays either. Unless I can see it as some kind of commercial scheme to entertain my married (and unmarried) men. And the ones who aren't men, of course.

Whotter was just looking at me all the time. I was never sure if he liked the layer of snow Gancao applied to the entire street, if he disliked it, or if he was just begging for fish, as usual.

The fun didn't last long, soon enough Roxie found out she also had snow inside her new house (She already left the bordello alley one for a house that became vacant at the other side of the alley) and we all concluded the owners of the place would not like it that way either. So, Gancao cleaned up again.

Suzi's 10th rezzday party - part 2

This monday we celebrated the 10th rezzday of Suzi Ah, owner and founder of Street Whores - Town Square. Suzi was DJ herself, as Was Rachael Ezvalt, who always DJ's at the monthly dances with her co-owner.

There was a lot to talk about, so I spent much of the time chatting with my friend Stephanie, mostly while I danced. Whotter joined in as well, but he freaked out early in the party when one of the guests, a strange man who had a profile that pointed to him being some sort of domme, adressing him in IM. Messages like "Why do you go as otter, darling?" didn't arrive well with the little guy.

After a while Rachael's partner Pony Ayesha arrived on the scene though. Whotter always seems to like Pony a lot, I was never really sure why, maybe simply because she has a tail as well, and also this time he immediately walked over to attract her attention. Pony was in a good mood and proved nice company for my little fellow, so he relaxed quickly again.

Very relaxed as well was Melanie Tuxing. Mel, one of the street's veterans who specialises in the dirtiest sex acts in the neighbourhood's back alleys, was quietly standing somewhere with her cigarette as you'd expect. I don't recall I ever saw her dance. She just waits and scans the space, meanwhile killing her voice with one fag after the other. Mel, I and a couple of others exchanged some sarcastic chat before she disappeared into the night again, without a doubt into one of the seedier back alleys in town.

Suzi's 10th Rezzday Party

Tomorrow, 12  December, Suzi Ah will be in Second Life for 10 years!

There will be a dance at Street Whores with the birthday girl herself and Rachael Ezvalt as DJ's: http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Wirtz/137/39/55 (for the exact location within the place, look where the crowd is ;-) )

Hope to see you 12-12-2016 at 1PM SLT!

An uninvited couple using my bed

It's not always as easy to focus on my writing. Sometimes some man IM's me, a client, he needs 'attention'. That's ok, giving them attention pays my rent. Sometimes they just want attention, without hiring me. I like that a lot less. Maybe if it's a special one, but only so many really are special in the end of course. Or it's a colleague, with a question, a social call, or just because she needs attention. Grrr. This time though it seemed quiet at first.
At first. Soon enough I found myself overhearing some sort of conversation, outside in the street. Strange, since the changes in layout at street whores have made the corner where I live a lot more quiet lately. But I assumed it was just in the shop downstairs.
Somehow, though I could not really hear well what they were saying, I had the impression these two were not shopping people. And they might not even be downstairs. They had disturbed me anyways, so I decided to have a look around.

A quick look with alt-zoom from from my desk learnt me they weren't some couple making out of my neighbours, so I went upstairs to have a look n my own bedroom, where my new king-size bed was still waiting for it's first customer. And, oh yes, there they were, a man going by the Second Life name 'Loving father' and some girl who was a member of the group 'Young sluts for married guys'. I decided to have a little word. Neither of them got up as I spoke to them.

"Oh la la. You know, if you want to use my bed, you can ask."
"Ok sorry." Can we use ur bed."
"Well, go ahead for now. Don't tell your wife.
"Ok thks."
"Do leave a tip at the entrance though, it helps with the rent."

I went downstairs again, to my desk, and tried to focus on my blog. That's not so easy when two uninvited visitors are having sex in your brand-new bed, but hey, they were going to leave a little tip afterwards.

There was some moaning and growling upstairs. I conluded they must have orgasmed. It was time for a little chat.
That was when my friend Stephanie entered the scene, in her cop uniform of course. I noticed that the man was someone on my 'friend list'. Probably due to some sort of chat harassment I must have decided to set my online status to 'invisible' to him. As my friend Stephanie noted to me in a private message: "Smart move. Friend the whore, wait until she is online, then use her place."

The man, who was probably as broke as he was impolite, wanted to argue about leaving a tip for using my bed. That was the moment when Steph decided to give him flying lessons...

Redecoration

Last weekend Suzi and Rachael thought I was a bit down. Suzi was very sweet and helped me with enlarging the attic of my apartment. Since I had bought a new bed, a huge new bed, I had a sudden need for a larger attic...

This enabled me to get some living room furniture as well and redo the interior. I swapped the desk for a smaller one, removed the bar and added comfortable seating and a table. I even got Whotter a bean bag to sit on. Two new pieces of art completed the living room.

Was I happy. I invited Roxie over for a look and she, I and lazy Whotter sat around for quite a while.

So I opened an Instagram account

And I am making selfies. This is what the others think of it:

Tsai Cheng: I opened an instagram account.
Melanie Tuxing: What does Instagram do for you?
Tsai Cheng: Nothing probably, I just opened it. see if it s fun. If not i kill it or abandon it.
Melanie Tuxing: Smile.
Tsai Cheng: Maybe I'll be banned from Instagram in no time.
Whotter nods.
Melanie Tuxing: LOL Whotter

Here it is: https://www.instagram.com/tsaisl/ There are no photo's on it yet, for now I can't upload them from the PC. I will try figure out how that works.

Whotter on the roof

Whotter climbed on the roofs today and met this friendly furry there. They seemed to have fun.

He is not allowed to climb onto roofs of course. The buildings at Street Whores are not that sound proof. He could unnerve some punters that were having their way with one of the girls in a room below his little feet.
So, when he was done playing, I called him over for a little talk. He didn't react very well, of course. He was sad, angry, but I think he got the message.

I am glad he made a new friend though.

Fellatio Friday

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Monkeys in the fountain

Suzi made a first sketch of the redesign of the square, but of course it has been standing unattended for for a number of days. That's when the monkeys get in. In the fountain that is.

 

They seem to like it a lot and no one seems to manage to chase them out of it. Not that anyone tries, the square stands abandoned by the hookers who now use another street to pick up their clients.

Whotter doesn't like the monkeys of course. They are not allowing him in the fountain, depriving him of the only (more or less) decent swimming possibility in town. No catching fish either. He will have to get that from Stephanie's fish cart.

Effects of the main square being renovated

The square is being renovated

Previously I mentioned the changes in the teleport destinations at my 'workplace'. Now the main square at Street Whores - Town Square is being renovated. Co-owner Rachael mentioned that there will be more shops in the new layout, that will feature 2 layers of shopping area below street level. The whole layout, an inverted pyramid going down in steps, reminds me a bit of the Parisian shopping mall of Forum Les Halles.

Photo: Adam Sherer

Meanwhile I discovered the girls, who obviously lost their favourite spot to stand, have exchanged the square for a new corner where they all bunch up, though they do move a bit more still than before. Thei rnew spot is the street corner down the road to the place where the recent Suzi's monthly's party was held. Not a strange spot: it's still rather central and easy to find from multiple of the teleport locations.

A new favourite corner of the girls at Street Whores

The Asian Prostitutes group

There are always a lot of groups in Second Life and I am a member of many of them. Normally I always have the maximum of 42 groups in use. Some groups give issues though, so I invented an alternative for a number of them.

Many of the groups, especially the sex-related ones are being spammed by girls who try to sell 'their real life pictures' or offer sexual services in chat. If you are someone working in a club, or walking the streets for business, this gets annoying quickly enough: you just keep clicking away those useless group messages.
I do however need a bunch of those groups to at least maintain a 'dirty image'. Having them in profile signals to potential clients that I might just be the kind of nasty bitch they are looking for. Also, the groups have tags like 'Asian Whore' or so, that may come handy in the streets of Second Life, when you're looking for business.

So... I took a couple of these groups, some of the more annoying ones and removed them from profile. Instead of them I created a few new ones, for myself, but also for others that might be interested. I did set a fee in the group preferences for joining. Having to pay a minimal fee should help to keep (almost all of) the spammers out.
One of the first girls that joined my one of my new groups is Kiko. She's a petite Asian girl looking for business. And it appears she also works at Street Whores - Town Square. So, maybe try her out as well. Or try catch both of us for an Asian threesome!

You can find the group 'Asian Prostitutes' here: secondlife:///app/group/e1089a7f-ade3-2501-f90a-1c1add1de5c3/about

A home in Bordello Alley

There's a new girl in town, her name is Roxie and she is a very lucky girl. Suzi helped her to set up her own little place, with a window to sit at, at Bordello Alley, one of the more popular little streets, where it always used to be hard to find a rental.

Bordello Alley is named after the Home Sweet Home Bordello, which used to stand beside it. You may remember I also used to work at the bordello and wrote some blogs about it, the first one probably being this post from 2011: http://tsaicheng.blogspot.nl/2011/06/hot-days-for-streetgirl.html

The bordello was also home to some notorious parties, like the infamous Gang Bang Party of 9 March 2012, where hardly anyone showed up...

Those early years, around 2011 or so, were of course the prime for the bordello, which closed it's doors sometime in 2014. I can't find a blogpost that refers to it's closure. I probably have made a picture or two on the subject too. I may look it up soon.

Nowadays the name of the Home Sweet Home Bordello lingers on in one of the smaller and more notorious alleys at Street Whores - Town Square, where you can run into veteran whores like Melanie or Katherine, real slags who have been around and know what they are doing.

And now also Roxie.

Topless in the streets

It's that day of the week again. Topless Tuesday that is. Since the street's teleport routing has changed the signs have disappeared too, but that shouldn't discourage us from participating in this important gig. It's all about the marketing, right?

Blegh.

I couldn't care less, of course. But it's a good day to show off my 'assets' and get some extra business. If it does nothing, well, I can still write about it.

Routing the street whores around town

This is the 'wanted' effect: prostitutes at every street corner

Two days ago I was asked to look at a 'secret project' by the owners of Street Whores - Town Square. It had been considered an issue for a while that there were men teleporting out again before the girls around them had rezzed. Also, most of the place was never in use much by the girls to hang out and pick up men, apart from the main square in front of the pub.
So they had deviced something new: people entering the town would first end up in a little box where they could choose between several spots in town to go to. This would reduce the rezz times and make everyone's experience a bit better. The town would be slightly more realistic too.

This is the 'unwanted' effect: all prostitutes and punters in the main square

One of the owners was a bit disappointed by the initial results still, as the majority of girls was still hanging at the main square, but I was more hopeful. It was obvious there were people rezzing at other places in the region and now walking (some even running) to the main square, but not all of them: a few small groups of prostitutes had formed in other spots, 2 or 3 girls were sitting behind their red light windows and there were some people walking around. The whole place looked a lot more dynamic to me already.

I think the system might need a bit more tweaking, the girls might need to get used to it and discover that there are alternatives within town for hanging out and the punters may have to regain the ability to walk... But I think it might work fine.

A tyre kicker's morning

I thought to follow one of the men in the square around for some 30 minutes and see what would happen. He's the type fo guy that has been camming my avatar frequently and never seems to hire someone. I could be mistaken of course...

00.51 Let's follow a regular visitor in his wanderings. For privacy I focus on his back.

00.53 He is standing here near Videa and Kirtia. I am in the background with Whotter.

01.01 I lost a snapshot here. There was a second man coming in, with similar dress. He also stood still.

 
01.03 Girls around them: Trozi, Katherine, Christina, Ashley, Videa, Kirtia. They stay immobile.

01.13 He is still standing in the same spot.

01.16 This is getting boring.

01.24 He is standing there glued to the pavement

Unfortunately I am missing the picture in which I walk up to him and pee over his shoes. Normally I would expect Whotter to do a thing like that, but I felt like provoking a reaction. Trust me, nothing happened. He didn't notice his own wet shoes even. 

Meeting up with Tatusia

Whotter and I went to say hello to Tatusia Snowflake the other day. We had chatted a bit before and she had even met my now ex-husband, who gave her a helicopter ride around the Fonda region, but Tatu and I never actually met. Her being Slut Magazine's copy editor and me the society editor this had to happen at some point. Certainly since both of us have previously been shagging the boss to advance our careers in the publishing world ...

While we had a chat, Tatusia was trying on the neew clothes she had been shopping for, Whotter had a hard time getting into the house. It seemed Jumpman Lane, our esteemed boss, had a fierce house security system installed that kept the poor thing out.

Well, poor thing ... by the looks of it Whotter had a good time swimming in the water outside. He wasn't complaining really or even paying attention to us anymore.

The Halloween party at Street Whores

One day in the year is special. If I would say that in the 'real world' everyone, especially the Americans amongst us would answer: "Christmas!" But this is not the real world and I am not American and am able to celebrate two days of Christmas, but that's besides the point.
This is Second Life. People can dress as they like here. You can run around starch naked in the snow without getting sick, or you can dress like a hobo and still own a megayacht. Or you can dress like a gazillionaire, own a freebee megayacht and still have zero on your SL bank account. It's all possible.

This is Second life and since people spend more time with their real families on Christmas and since it's such a nice party that also involves lots of dressing up, for the avatar Halloween is 'The most wonderful time of the year'. Some people even dress like it's Halloween all year long. No one bothers ...

Halloween for me is: party! Dancing, music and putting on some new outfit that is crazy enough to win the 'best in theme' event that is run here at Street Whores - Town Square. Since I won a couple of them in the past, I suspect the owners want to give the other girls a chance too. I didn't win too many prizes at recent parties. And that is fine, it's all about the fun.
I am not really a party girl myself. I know, I figure in other people's parties a lot, but those are mostly private parties, the type where pants are taken off, or pushed aside if the party's quick and dirty, skirts lifted up or tossed on the floor and the two participants leave the scene in a deliciously sweaty mess.

Halloween parties are different. I bring out some prop, this time it was a chainsaw, and I dance to the tunes of our DJ's Suzi and Rachael. You might wonder how that looks at the other side of the keyboard? Simple: I lean back in a lazy chair and I listen to the music. Every now and then I interact a little with the hosts and the other guests. Meanwhile I serve myself coffee, a glass of wine or beer until I am too tired, or the contest is over. Then I go to bed.

I told you, I am not a party girl. Not that kind of party girl ...

My ex-husband needed a hug too

Well it turns out my (now) ex-husband is not such a bad guy as I thought on the day we divorced. I did however figure out that marriage is not for me. It's too stressful...

He needed a hug too. We took the occasion to talk things over a little. I guess it is ok now.

Divorced

I filed for a divorce.

I received a message by a woman who told me that my husband had impregnated her on September 29th. That is a week after he proposed to me. I don't know what to say. He had not been too loyal to some of his previous spouses in the past, but this was just too much.

So I packed my suitcase and went home.

My wedding

Getting to your own wedding location is not always an easy thing, especially since you haven't got a car anymore and you can't afford renting one. Fortunately I have always had one or two friends in Secondlife that create bicycles. I never even had to screw one of them in order to get a bike, imagine.
So, getting there was easy this time. I just had to pedal a bit harder than usual as those wedding dresses catch a lot of wind.

Meanwhile, Bojana, who was assigned the position as minister since everyone assumed she must have fucked a number of them, and my son Whotter were practicing hard for the ceremony. In addition, Whotter spent most of his time eating the wedding cake prematurely.

The ceremony itself went in a very organised way. There was some hilarity of course, but there weren't too many crashes, despite the lag. Let me give you the speech our minister Bojana had prepared, I will just give all of the text:

Street Whores Sim
Is delighted to welcome you all here today to celebrate the Second Life marriage of Tsai Chin, “most-screwed whore of 2013”  and Castings the well-known serial bigamist.

In the presence of  often and pre-loved whores, friends and clients
we have cum together
to witness their  marriage
to share their joy
and to celebrate their lust.

The gift of marriage brings husband and wife together
in the delight and tenderness of sexual union
 to the end of their  Second lives.

The first wedding guests have arrived

Last night, when we were still building up the place, the first wedding guests arrived already!

The drunk girl and the vulture, that is. You can't have a party around here without them showing up nowadays. It's a good thing there is plenty of cake for the wedding. We can't have the drunk girl being eaten by the vulture.
Apart from this unexpected (well, unexpected) mess, we were quite satisfied with the work on the ceremony spot. Also future hubby Castings seemed content.

Whotter liked the results of his hard work too. He even showed himself from an unusually social side by offering the drunk girl some of the cake. Wait... Cake? Isn't that supposed to be eaten at the reception? Not the day before the wedding. Grrr.

Meanwhile Castings has been busy building up the reception area. There's a nice dance floor, seats and a beautiful cake. Well, it was beautiful before Whotter touched it. I should have warned hubby to keep the cake in the fridge for the time being.

Keeping the vulture well-fed is key to a success at any party over here these days. So this morning I setup early to give him some of the cake. Since Whotter started on it anyways, it didn't seem to do much harm. The vulture surely enjoyed it. We will have a happy vulture at the wedding ceremony now.

Then Gancao showed up to wish me well with the last preparations. By the looks of it, she was still in her work outfit, she is ready for a wild wedding party. I hope my new husband won't be too distracted and only look at her with his eyes.

Then Stephanie dropped by for a chat. She had a modelling job coming up (not modeling, she can also do that, but that is something else) but she had some special plans for the wedding party too she said...