Fucking a prostitute in his wife's bed

You may wonder, what kind of a man would commit adultery in his own bed, at home, when his wife is away. With a prostitute.

Well, I have a regular client like that. He seems pretty addicted to me, to the point where he insists I blog about him.

He already got caught with me twice.. Once his second (or third) SL wife found him with a string of cum from my lips to the tip of his cock, a second time the girl he married next discovered him while he hired me for a session on their beach.

So you can't say he never had a warning. It didn't stop him today from calling me in and showing me all the corners of his bed. I didn't have to do much myself even, he just tossed me around and used me like a piece of meat.

Afterwards I noticed he had changed the photo on the wall. Talk about risking discovery...

Caesar Osterham

Caesar Osterham is a photographer who sometimes drops by. He usually portrays events in Second Life. At least, that is how he started.

He has a rather extensive portfolio of photo's on Flickr ( https://www.flickr.com/photos/caesarosterham/ ), shot in various places throughout Second Life.

You expected us to be anywhere else but the bar, Photo: Caesar Osterham

I always like to chat a bit with the artistic types, so I hope he gets back to me later. Maybe he'd like to do a photoshoot with a poor working girl like me...

Chatting with Caesar

Morning cigarette

So, there I am. Out in the morning air. The season turned to autumn and I can feel the cold wind at my nipples. That's what you get for wearing a mesh thingie under your open coat of course, but yeah. A girl's got to get her business somehow. So I light my cigarette and watch the teleport point.

It's chilly, but there are still men around with either a large boner or a lot of beer in their systems, so even on these autumn mornings, eith few other girls around, business can be quite good. Let's see what this day means.

Street Whore Tai Chi

Finding your inner balance is important. Especially if you have so many alien things put inside you for your work. So my friend and colleague Anya must have thought. She got herself a set of Tai Chi poseballs and demonstrated them in the square.

The exercises weren't too hard, but can they ever be in Second Life. All we ever have to do is jump on a poseball. I kept on wondering though if regular Tai Chi involved wrapping our legs around a street lantern. Maybe it was just because Anya positioned my poseball too close to the lantern. Maybe it was intentional.

And then it looked like I was groping Emmi's boobies. All very unfortunate. I am pretty sure most girls were happy when we finally found our inner balance back...

A ticket for my knickers

We were just dancing when cop Stephanie emerged

The other day I received a ticket from fashion cop Stephanie, a warning:

Street Whore - Department of Underwear Knicker
TICKET DC3365F5PS
Succi Underwear police

To be completed by police officer and given to whore

Last name: Cheng
First Name: Tsai
Location: Town Square
Date: 9-10-2015
Time: 3.00 Pm Swedish time

The Resident was found not wearing a under Knickers and there fore gets this first Warning Ticket. After 5 Tickets the suspect as the comply with the appropriate punishment.

This is the first warning.

Wild West Party

Last thursday we had another party in the Suzi's monthlies series. The theme was Wild West. I only found out 25 minutes prior to the party that there was something going on, so I arrived fashionably late at the event.

I have to dress up properly for this, you see. Well.. some people said my dress wasn't 'proper' of course, let alone appropriate. Nevertheless, the place being called 'Street Whores' for a reason, I took away first prize in the contest. That wasn't the first time.

I didn't even have to go backstage to perform some extra tasks for this..

A regular street whore's work day

From my front door I walk down the road, to the square. It's as exciting as that. Some men may like to watch though, so I make sure I walk slowly and my hips swing a little more than average.

And yes, there he is: the potential client. Only, he is AFK. Away From Keyboard, as we say it. They don't need sex like that. Well maybe they do, but then they'll have to wake up their wives.

But that is it really. Walking around, standing, sitting, leaning against street lanterns. It is what we do. We have to be on our feet and see what happens around us. To hook up the right one.

In the meantime we chat a bit, walk around some more or we just simply get incredibly bored hanging around against a wall or street lantern.

That is how exciting our work really is. Oh yes, sometimes we have sex, a few times a day or so. Not more. It can even be fun. It can be.