An Adult Oktoberfest for Second Life

 

 

When you teleport (or walk, but who does that?) in at the region where I live and work in Second Life, you will now see a huge tent, for our Oktoberfest. Whotter actually discovered it well before I did, but that is no surprise: unfortunately, drinking has become a new hobby of his. I guess that's the downside of him being an author...
But we both got our traditional dress ready: a dirndl for me and lederhosen for him.

 

The beer is supplied by Fiver of No.5 Bar, the highly succesful cafe in our street. Our street whores who for a large part do nothing else than drinking these days, can recycle the empty mugs too, in the container in the alley behind the bar.

The mugs are going to become a collector's item, she said. I am not so sure: given the amount of glass I had to clean up at my front door, Whotter drank at least 120 pints so far. Should I be concerned?

Of course, not everyone is drinking. Werner, for instance, picked up rollerskating and could be found circling the dancefloor on them. I am not sure that will be safe when all the drunk people show up at one of the music events that will take place in our tent.

A Street Whores Author Meetup

When I walked into the bar earlier this day, I was alerted to the presence of a vertiable author: Nikolaos Sakamoto. He has been there before and been talking about his work, or so I was told. As many authors who once entered Second Life, he stuck around. Maybe to explore the boundaries of imagination, or just the seedier corners of the human mind. Who knows?
Of course we tried encourage him to go to the Second Life Bookclub, to promote his work, but he seems shy to do so.

Well, that is the cultural sector for you I suppose: not too shy to hang around in a bar full of whores, but when it comes to promoting their work...

Whotter picked it up a lot better: he immediately handed Nikolaos a signed copy of 'Fish', his 8-world circular novel. That was much appreciated. We heard Nikolaos laugh about it for a while. But let me do some of his promoting now: there is more to be found on his character and his work on this website.

From bar to brothel

 "A fucking great sunday, " Fiver said and she was right.

The photo that barmaid Candy got me said it all. But I had just been missing out on the fun, arriving late to the scene. No cock and most important, no cash for this virtual whore.

Fiver's little bar has been doing exceptionally well. She sells beer and whisky there and has a bunch of sex furniture. The idea was just for the girls to hang out there though, originally. The men could buy them beers, after which the empty bottles can be recycled for a few Linden Dollars in the alley at the back. Now it is just packed with whores and clients on some days and they all seem to do very well.

As long as they arrive in time. I didn't...

They killed Annie

 Walking into the bar I found Whotter staring at the beer barrels, looking sad.

It wasn't because the bar had run out of beer though (He's not allowed any beer anyways, but it's hard to check what he does there when he goes to the bar on his own...), but the cause was a dead rat lying on the floor: Annie.

Someone, we suspect it was the person named Annie, had used rat poison and the poor critter had eaten it. A couple of hours later flowers were layed on the floor to commemmorate the poor thing.

Knowing Whotter, he is now brooding on revenge...

A rat called Annie

 So, Whotter got in a bit of a row with one of the girls...

 

Annie, one of the girls who is regularly at the bar, and probably one of the most succesful whores at Street Whores lately, had been calling him 'my new fur' after he had been greeting her with some soft roars.

Initially, Whotter seemed to take it lightly: he just roared a bit at her and seemed to ignore her otherwise.

But then... one of the other girls got mixed up into it and got Whotter a pet: a rat.

I told Whotter there is no way that I want to have a rat in the house. Certainly not since it was obviously a rat found somewhere in the wild. So, Whotter released it in the bar, naming it... 'Annie'. It could be seen running around for a while, much to the hilarity of the visitors, then it vanished.

 

 

 

Valentine's Day Roses

 Last friday it was Chinese New Year but Fiver was already busy with the next thing: St. Valentine's. She had made a little cart that would sell roses. The roses could be recycled in exactly the same way as her beer bottles: in the red container outside her bar.

After this I completely forgot about Valentine's Day until this morning, when Fiver told me she had sold 37 roses. Nice punters had given these to their girls. Most of the girls still don't know how to recycle them for money though. Now, that's a waste!

Meanwhile, Whotter was busy with his own little things: he found back a barrel with balloons attached to it and paraded that around. I suppose he got more into the St. Valentine's mood than I did!

The journalist wanted a show

 The other day I was called in by a colleague because there was a journalist over at Fiver's No.5 bar. It turned out to be a vlogger on YouTube who played games and reported on them. He had found the bar through Caroline's blog, where Candy's job as bartender is described: https://www.second-life-adventures.com/job-in-second-life-bar-no-5/

 

So we all ensured he had a good time. I think that worked as I was just told that he came back today for more...

The videolog he posted is gone, as he removed his YouTube account later on.

The 1000 Dollar Blowjob

 That is the 1000 Linden Dollar Blowjob of course...

I walked into the No 5 Bar after Kath and Chrissy greeted me. Kath mentioned how she would loose a lot of income due to some radio stream that had vanished, that had a game attached  to it. Then Christina mentioned she had helped Fiver to decorate the Christmas tree (Why that early? I hate that!): she had hung a blowjob ticket in it, from the Slut Machine. One of the old ones, that could still be cashed with her, as the machine now has 3 new girls in it.

She claimed when she logged in again she was 1000L$ richer and the ticket was gone. We told her she was bluffing...

But who knows, there are people who might pay that. She does give good blowjobs, it is said.

Whotter wrote a novel

 

Whotter appeared in a tweed suit last week, glasses on his snout. It was obvious that he had been up to something. So all of us took a break from reading the papers and waiting on the morning clients to see what mischief he was into now.

He went to Fiver and handed her some text. Apparently he knew that Fiver, printing the local newspaper at Street Whores, would be able to publish something for him. So he gave her the manuscript to his... novel?!

 

All the visits to the Second Life Bookclub must have inspired him. I was a bit surprised to find out that my son had now joined the ranks of Second Life's intellectual elite, but soon enough I realised that he had just thrown his entire vocabulary at it: all 7 words he knows.

The novel's title is 'Fish' of course and I was the first one to receive a copy signed by the author. That made me a proud mother again. Now I just hope that he won't be invited as a guest at the Book Club and embarasses me.

A chat with a new escort

The other day I met Erica. She contacted me in private as she was interested in becoming an escort. I didn't realise she was quite new to SL yet. At first I had given her the link to my blog, for some general information and the 'How to become a prostitute' series.

 

Today I invited her over for a chat at No.5 Bar where a number of seasoned whores had gathered for the morning. Kath, Fiver, Ling and I had bunches of tips for her. I hope she didn't feel overwhelmed with all of the info.
We have the idea that she may like to be the new barmaid there for a while too now...

The Slut Machine

At No. 5 bar they have installed an interesting new device: a 'slut machine'.

It's actually a gacha that has as rare prize a 15 mins blowjob. The cost is 75L, other prizes you can win are a beer (the bottle can be recycled) or some book and maybe some other things.

Dora Derriere (dora.lane) is one of the 3 girls in the 'Slut Machine' at No. 5 Bar. The other 2 are Fiver herself and Chrissy. It might be fun to try out once. Or you can just go hangout at the bar. I am often there too.

No. 5 bar

When there's no hot action going on, we now have a place for refreshments at Street Whores: the No. 5 bar! We've had cafés before: of course there has been 'The Used Condom' for many years now, with a gangbang / orgy bed on the upstairs, there used to be 'Quickies', run in one of the whorehouses that are for rent here. But No. 5 seems to run especially well these days.

Fiver and Queena rented one of the whorehouses and, thanks to the time and energy they put in it, turned it into a running bar. Fiver knows a few builders and scripters and that really paid off here. At the bar you can buy a beer from the fridge for 50L. Bottles can be recycled in the bin in the bar corner for 25L.
So there you've got an addional earning model for the slow hours: ask guys to buy you a drink and recycle the bottles. It won't get you rich any soon, but if you're a heavy drinker you will be able to make the rent. Just hang out in the bar long enough!

The bar even has it's own paper: No. 5 Classifieds. In the first edition already an advertisement could be found for Whotter's Fish & Chips...