Meat market or fish market?

Whotter went out on the streets again selling his fish, or at least he made it look like that, while I sat in my window and saw the same useless punks walk by that I run into every day. But not for long:

Meat Market or Fish Martket?

While selling sex at the Meat Market seems to be a no-brainer, or even a bit corny of a suggestion, there wasn't much need for paid sex obviously. Maybe the occasional wanking while watching the girls present, but no buying.
So it was time to get the Chinese food stand out again and start selling some actual meat! I setup the thing next to Whotter and soon enough it became clear how Whotter's business practices had evolved: every customer was greeted with a soft roar as my little son defended his fish and chips, making sure he could eat everything himself.

A piece of meat

A well-known platitude about sex workers is that we 'just allow ourselves to be used as a piece of meat'. This is rather ridiculous of course, denying our own agency and possibilities to say 'yes' or 'no' to others, but in Second Life 'A piece of meat' sometimes gets a much different, very literal meaning.

I have this lovely client who doesn't only likes to play with me, but also eats me afterwards at some occasions. The nice thing about a virtual world is that you can just play out these fantasies again and again. Usually we go to the Town of Stepford for this, a rustic looking town that could have come straight out of a Stephen King novel. I think that says enough...

And then suddenly Playtime got busy

I had a chat with Rachael, who as you may remember, is one of the owners at Street Whores. Playtime has not been in use much lately and I told her I considered letting go of it. Since the shop next to the window brothel is empty, that would leave quite a gap in the shopping area known as 'The Meatmarket'.

Rachael was so kind to send out a notice. She was out in the streets with Bojana and both of them went to sit in the windows at my little window brothel. I followed them and soon two other girls joined in.
Of course, we were followed by Whotter, who went into one of the rooms and started to jump on the bed. You can't have everything go smoothly...

The early bird catches the fish

The early bird catches the fish!

Or that is what Whotter must have thought, as I found his fish and chips hut standing there when I walked out into the streets. This is why I couldn't find him for breakfast: he was already out there eating his own merchandise!

A typical timewaster

In my line of work I run into all sorts of timewasters. Let me share this IM conversation from today. I was sitting in my booth at 'Playtime' when I received an instant message from a guy that apparently had previously 'friended' me.

Punter: hello
Tsai Cheng: hi takumfaiz, how are you?
Punter: great
Punter: you
Tsai Cheng: good! thank you
Tsai Cheng: youŕe in for some hot fun dear?
Punter: i like to see you yes
Tsai Cheng: ok my rates are 1000 for 30 mins
Tsai Cheng: 500 for 15
Punter: maybe
Tsai Cheng: maybe?
Tsai Cheng: maybe you get laid?

Whotter walks a dog

Some days it gets more busy at the window brothel than others. Sometimes the traffic is just weird. This is when it gets time to have Whotter leash that dog that appeared and take him for a walk.

The dog, a cute little pug, is the same person as the little man I mentioned in a previous blogpost. It was already clear to me that he walks the entire neighbourhood and tries all of the girls. This time he even started to call me 'owner'. You bet I'm not his only 'owner'.

Of course, as with all people that like BDSM and related roleplays, he uses the RLV (Restrained Life) viewer and that is something that Whotter must have noticed as well...

He may only speak about 5 or 7 words in Second Life, but Whotter didn't take long to figure how to leash the little dog and take him out for a walk. Since there are a lot of one-day-fly hookers and other girls around that may only work this street for a few weeks and don't even know Whotter, you can imagine he got himself some attention walking the pug on a leash.

The end of summer

It has been a long and hot summer. As much as we love the season, as much as we know that it makes the men horny, ... summer heat isn't always good for business. The men go outside, take vacations, spend their free time with the wife and kids and they forget all about us.

Or don't they? Poor bastards...

It has been exceptionally dry and warm throughout Europe and that was noticed at Street Whores. All the hookers got overheated, often fleeing into an inflatable pool, like Rachael here, and the clients were mostly absent. Business only picked up the second half of August. Now, with September leading us into autumn, giving us the first long rainy days, I think it will become much more busy.

Let's see....