Trying the filters in Alchemy viewer - 1

I toyed around a bit with the different default filters that the Alchemy viewer offers for creating photos. They turned out to be quite nice. I am posting the first pictures of them here, bundled as one image:

I also took the occasion to open a Tumblr-account. I am not sure yet how heavily I am going to use it, but I can certainly use it as a way to share my blogs here too. Here is the link to it: https://www.tumblr.com/blog/tsaichengsl

Job Hunt - Part 3

The man that had just appeared from behind the bus stop drew a knife. He probably wasn't the owner of the motel after all. I looked at him with big eyes.
  "Please, put that away ... "
  "You get on your knees."

With my experience in the streets, I knew it was safest not to argue with these types. I got down and watched with disgust as he opened his zippers. As long as he had the knife I just hoped that he at least had had the sanity to wash his cock in the morning.

He hadn't. Disgusted with the smell I sucked it off without much inspiration. I suppose that's what you get when you threaten me with a knife. I've had better jobs. He pulled me up by my hair and tore off my coat. I suppose he was kind of surprised to find I was wearing nothing underneath, but surely the surprise didn't pacify him. He shoved his fat cock up me.

 

 

Panicked, I Tried to struggle, but then I recomposed. I would wait till he came and then use his moment of release to try grab his knife. If he got calm afterwards, it might be safest just to let him walk off again.

He worked me against the ground roughly and had his way with me. In the end I got so dirty I decided I would have to end my job hunt for now and go home first. 

The job market in Second Life really sucks ...

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Job Hunt - Part 2

At first I decided to go look for a couple of adult magazines. Coming from one, it seemed most likely that they would want to hire me. Stop number one was Bounce Magazine. They seemed rather new, but I somehow liked their cover layout. This might work... unless...

there was no one to interview me... The same thing happened to me at Playdolls Magazine. Playdolls is the new name of Playmates Magazine. They won an award for adult magazines a year or 2 ago. What can I say? They sure have a high ceiling. The next thing would be: visible staff.

A little disappointed I walked out into the street again. The first word I read was: STOP.
Why would I want to stop now? I had only just started my job search. There should be some organisation with an application form for a poor blogging whore?

Maybe I should have paid more attention to the chalk writing.

I felt lucky though. The neighbourhood was maybe a bit shabby, but there were clearly shops around that were still in business. In Second Life this is always a good sign. It wasn't before long that, while walking through a dark tunnel, I saw the word "Vacancy" written on a building. This was clearly the place to be!

Walking closer it became clear that the job would be one in a seedy motel. Not as glamourous as a magazine job maybe, but something has to pay for the bills. A few shabby or adultering motel (or both) guests that get drunk and leave me a tip might actually enable me to pay my rent. I might even be able to manage here without taking off my panties.

I walked owards the motel entrance, past a bus stop that had not been cleaned in ages. Just around the corner a man had been standing. He stepped forward. It freaked me out, but I recomposed. He could be attracted by the motel vacancy as well. He might even be the owner, my future employer. I said: "Hi."

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Job hunt - Part 1

I decided it was time to look for a 'decent' job again, preferably a magazine one, so I borrowed a friend's car and went on a job hunt. I wondered what I would find. The job market in SL being as bad as it is, I just hoped I would not get fucked.

I've been missing out on income since Slut Magazine kind of went off the radar last November. Fortunately the latest blowjob had just landed me enough money for gas. So I figured I could drive around, visit a few magazine headquarters and see if they needed someone to write or edit pieces for them. I knew I was most likely in for a long day.

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Whores in Beards Party

Every month Suzi has a party, usually she and Rachael DJ here. We dance, there is general sillyness and we have a lot of fun. That is it. This month the theme was 'Whores in Beards', I announced it a few days ago.

I had spent quite some time looking for an outfit, but there was no chance of me winning the contest this time as I was appointed in the jury. I had to decide upon the winners. In the end it was pretty clear: my colleague Violet had a colourchange beard on her that just 'did it'. As we slowly continued to dance to the tunes of Rachael's techno set the night went to a close.

More fish for Whotter

Lately Whotter has been getting a lot of fish from my colleagues. Not as much from Stephanie as from the others. Some of them have been especially generous to him.

There was Blixa, who bought him an entire basket of fish. The fishbones were lying about all over the place after he had gobbled this up. And then Violet, who now rents one of the shop spaces below my apartment. She took the trouble of finding a nice set of fish for in his mouth on Marketplace, with several textures and sizes possible.

I hope they won't make the little bugger grow fat...

Whores in beards

This thursday May 4th 2017 at 1PM  there is another party at Street Whores, themed "Whores in Beards'! It doesn't get any weirder, join in!

http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Wirtz/137/39/55