Friday, December 7, 2012

The trashiest tart in Town

I went to the monthly party at Suzi's last night. There was a contest, themed "DRUNK DRUGGED DOWN & DIRTY". Everybody was supposed to look trailer trash style: in bad condition with bad clothes. Guess who won?


Thursday, November 8, 2012

The Good Old Days


Sometimes I long for the good old days, when being a street hooker didn't mean hours and hours of pointless loitering. Oh boy, what am I telling myself? It has always been like this. Waiting for a lucky guy with some spare cash who wants to use me for his daily deposit of cum.

But then, what can I say? The feeling won't stay. After a while there's always a guy that bursts the bubble of pity. Someone nice, who bends me over his desk or facefucks me while his wife is taking the kids for a stroll in the park.

What can I say? I like all men, as long as they pay.


Sunday, October 28, 2012

The zombie and the pumpkin




It's nearly Halloween and more people seem to be preparing for this greatest of holidays than ever. The gentleman I am now talking with claims I took his virginity. I find it hard to believe: would a zombie munch a pumpkin?
 
On the other hand, my dear readers, you know me: I would be munched by anything, if it pays my bills. ;-)

Monday, October 15, 2012

On a vacation



So I took a little vacation. I needed it. Having sex for money costs a lot of energy. The good part is of course it helps to keep the body in shape. It's much easier to get sex that way. ;-)
But that's not what I'm after on my vacation. Unless they really have to offer me something, I am just going to play with myself. And no, they can't watch.

Sunday, October 14, 2012

Waiting at the docks



What do you do when nothing happens? Nothing. I just hang out at the docks today, waiting for some sailor to pick me up. Or a rich guy with a yacht, who is in need of company..

Tuesday, October 9, 2012

Photoshoot with Midnight Shinja

I did a photoshoot this saturday with Midnight Shinja, of Midsun Studios. The theme was fetish and he had a number of models who were posing for him. I believe the last photo's are just being made as we speak. Or should I say: as I write?

Photo: Midnight Shinja

The whole series can be found at Midsun Studios on Flickr. You can use this link to get to my photo's in the series: http://www.flickr.com/photos/midsunstudios/8063076489

The other 2 photo's of me in the shoot you can also see below the line break.

Sunday, September 30, 2012

A whore's life: overview of the month September

I just realised it's been a month since I wrote my last post. It's about time to give you an idea of what I've been up to.


First of all, I've been trying to find my way back into the porn business. It has been almost a year since my last film. It's not that my lips and thighs have gone rusty, I'm bad enough when I need to be  ;-) I'm just finding it hard to make the right connections again.
And really, even though I do like writing in my blog, can you imagine me working in a bookstore? It just might go painfully wrong if I expect my clients there to bend me over the counter. :-P

So.. now you may have an idea of what keeps me in the streets. It's just that I get to do what I like most there: mess with the minds of men: innocent students, adultering husbands and dirty bums. I don't care. As long as they pay me, I'll make them get off in ways that'll make them come back again and again.

I expect my men to be respectful though. I mean: they can bend me over the next trashcan in the street if they like, but I want them to respect my time and my roleplay. That's why I like to hangout with people like my friend Billy. He's a true gentleman who understands my position.

Some other guys are just fascinating, like this man I met at Pink Velvet Club, where I dance a few nights a week now. According to his stories has done so many things in his life. And now he travels SL as a backpacker.. Amazing.
So.. that is just me out in the rains of early autumn. I hope the foul weather will drive the men back behind their PC's and into our virtual brothels. It's my only hope. Otherwise I'm going to be truely poor, like Johan, local street beggar at Street whores in Wirtz. I will be sleeping in the streets like this: