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...

Hollywood Party at Street Whores

It was time for a party again. Whotter was happy, because that meant he could stay up late now (again, since we visited the Second Life Bookclub earlier this week where he behaved like a little barbarian again).

DJ Claudine at the Hollywood Party, when she had her clothes on still

DJ Claudine spinned for the entire duration of the party, 2 hours. We all had lots of fun, Whotter, wearing his tiny Cthulhu outfit (What is it with those monsters and little children?) even won one of the prizes.
Later on the party got quite raunchy, especially when the DJ was stripped naked, a thing she promised for sufficient tips, and later on even had sex on stage.

Live on stage

Oh well... we are at an adult region after all. ;-)

Visiting the Second Life Book Club

Whotter insisted on bringing his goldfish to the Book Club.

Yesterday Whotter must have run into a big Second Life presenter and film maker at his Fish & Chips stand, because he returned home with an unusual gift: a tiny pink Cthulhu avatar. He insisted that we'd visit the book club that night.

Whotter and a new friend in Cthulhu outfit.

The Book Club meeting was nice: it was supposed to be  about horror stories, but since the author that was to be here that night couldn't make it, we had a discussion between 3 people on the stage and the audience: about books, 'The Great American Novel' racism and other subjects. Needless to say Whotter, who wanted us to come so badly, was the one that got bored within minutes. I had to get him to sit next to me to stay, somewhat, quiet.

This is the panel, with Con Sweeney and Lovejoolz next to Draxtor Despres.

 

 

It was a nice evening and I even managed to get some reading done myself: in the book with blank pages I had picked up years ago. I also managed to point the presenter to a nice article, written by an autistic stripper, when the topic went to autism and how people with autism have to learn specifically how to deal with some everyday life situations.

Reading my book with boank pages again.

An interview for slescorts

You may remember that I met up with Caroline a number of times inworld, she's a blogger and runs this highly succesful website 'Second Life Adventures'. Her excursions to explore the sex industry in Second Life led her to starting up slescorts.net and a few months ago I was asked if I would be interested to join. Knowing Caroline, I didn't just say 'no' of course.

So today i finally met up with Sleen, who does the castings for SL Escorts. I was supposed to meet up with him 2 months ago, but the whole COVID-19 situation was quite depressing on me, not to mention the effect is has had on the sex trade, even in Second Life. I will blog more about that later...
He sent me an instant message, but since I was still entertaining one of my most loyal regulars, I sent him a quick message back to say to contact me a bit later.
I had cum on my face and on my boobies still when I took his teleport to the SLA Media office and as Sleen greeted me he said he felt sorry he hadn't insisted on a casting. Someone with my experience didn't need a casting, he had said previously.
Later on, as we talked about the website, the office and it's facilities, his male colleague came in. I hinted at the possibility of a casting with the 3 of us, but I was either too subtle, or they were too polite. Well... they make promotion films too, I heard, so I am sure they will get another sticky shot at that.

Then Sleen showed me around the building, where there were some bedroom and also a bathroom, a kitchen and other facilities where sex could be had. And a big presentation room, but it's not for the kind of presentations I am usually asked for.
The office looked inspiring too, but I think I will now first select some photos for their website and make a nice text for my profile there.
I may even consider blogging for them, I will think about that.

In a cage

So, the little dog that I mentioned before was asking for attention. Fortunately I did get a dog crate and guess what? It got another little bugger off my back for a while as well!

Showing off for the noob

I didn't think he looked that bad (yeah really, noobs aren't what they used to be, they look too good nowadays...) but the other girls did and they were showing him all sorts of avatars and outfits. So I took out my sheep avatar once again too.

This is also how I found back Fräulein. The siamese cat had been hiding deep in some alley of my inventory. She was probably scared of Whotter.
I am not sure the noob was really helped with all the advice. His noob behaviour manifested itself mostly in that he kept referring to Second Life as a 'game'. I am not going into that discussion here, but it is rather typical. He did play guitar though, that was cool.

Palm trees, coconuts and otters?

There are many ways a creative whore can make money. That was shown again last weekend by two of the girls at Street Whores.

A regular visitor who likes to play guessing games and tips generously in the process had mentioned his palm trees before, so before he was expected to appear for his weekly visit, a large coconut palm was bought by them and erected in the square. Every minute or so a coconut would fall from it.

Of course it didn't take long before an otter fell from the tree as well. I scolded him for climbing the other's posessions but Whotter didn't pay much attention to me. He liked the coconuts too much himself...