The middle of the night, and I decide to take a stroll away from my flu-filled RL body along the shorelines of SL again. No fancy outfits, no amazing lighting or architecture. Just a girl, some skin, and a faded pair of jeans.
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So I’m here dosed up with Beechams pills, massive head cold, all snuggled up under the duvet with some lemonade and honey and two things come to mind. The first is, bah Second Life is still updating so I can’t get online, and that leads to the second thought, when am I gong to get the next photoshoot done? So no new pics right now, but I’ll get them done and up tomorrow morning (UK time).
I’m away to top up the hot water bottle now… wish me luck for a restful night.
Time for another list, I think.
1. Do You Have a School Uniform?
Probably the most popular request, and it’s hard to not see why. In terms of looks there’s usually a lot of leg on show, and a fair bit of cleavage. That’s assuming the ‘fantasy’ school uniform is on show, because there are two types of look. The first is the ever popular ‘St Trinians’ sexualised outfit, with a super short skirt, stocking tops on show, which probably accounts for a good two thirds of the school uniform requests. The other, the more prim and proper outfit still hints at all the above. Why is it popular? I guess because so may people never did get who they wanted at high school (apart from me, but that’s another story for another time) and they have the chane to live out that fantasy now.
2. How about a being a Secretary or an Office Worker?
Another superbly popular one, and yet again it goes back to being able to have something you wouldn’t normally have. The strict and formal look, with a touch of glamour. So a smart knee length skirt with some nearly balck nylons underneath, starched shirt with collars, and some wicked underwear to reveal – I’ve a fantastic corset that can go under this look.
3. Can you be a virgin?
Oh this one is obvious. But it’s also open to a huge amount if interpretation. For some clients it’s nothing more than a gingham cotton bra and knickers set. For others it needs some ivory underwear with full cups and lots of support. Or to the extreme, the traditonal blossoming wedding dress that can be left on the floor as we cross the threshold and approach the bed. As to acting virginal.. not a problem. Just try me!
4. Would You Dominate Me?
Probably the hardest one for non SL residents to understand – after all, bondage, domination and humilation are very (very) physical things, so how can these be replicated by a computer screen and a keyboard. As with everything in SL, a lot depends on just how much you can immerse yourself into SL – and a lot of people can bring their head from meatspace to the virtual space very easily. Over time I’ve built up a few scenarios that can work well, and use the benefits of SL to enhance the experience. You should ask me sometime…
5. Can You cover Yourself in Jelly, Purr Like a Dinosaur, and then Walk Up And Down My Back With Some Spiked Heels?
Or pretty much any fantasy you care to mention, describe or conjour out of your twisted little mind. Because you know what? It can be done in SL. The Furries are the prime example of this, but you want to do it under a waterfall? Sure no problem. You want to do it on the balcony of a skyscraper? Not a problem. Want to do it with a box on your head? Well, thats easily done as well. Location, outfits, protagonists, can all be altered. All you need to do is believe, and it will be true.
Spotted an interesting discussion this morning over on Robert Scoble’s blog. The starting point is an article I’ve previously linked to (Second Life Escorts – the real industry behind Second Life), but Robert’s post on Your Second Sex Life has turned into a discussion on the age limit of 13 (for the Teen Grid) and 18 for The [Main] Grid. Reading back, it appears that Scoble is upset because he and his son can’t hang out in the same place in Second Life (his son is restricted to the Teen Grid, and Scoble himself to the main grid) and he’s not happy.
Now part of me can understand the emotional arguement of this, but I’ve got to side on the side of Linden Lab on this one. First of all, there’s a number of legal reasons to keep non-adults away from the adults. And then there’s a bundle of practical ones – People like me for instances. Now there is leakage, and you get teens coming in on parents login looking for escorts. Unlike real life we can’t look at someone and go ‘underage.’ To a certain extent we can look and say ‘newbie’ but there’s no age rules there – a 14 year old can look just like a 75 year old. But in conversation we can tell most of the time. But not all. And even asking them how old they are isn’t solid enough proof for us if it turns sticky and someone scream out in RL that there are people sleeping with underage kids in this computer chat room.
You want the quickest way to shut down Second Life? One or two well placed child harrasment / child protection / child grooming cases in the American press and newspapers and Linden’s world become the next social parriah. The press adulation is happening now, when they’re ready to knock em down, that’s the angle they’ll take. Linden need to be not only on the right side of the law, but give teh appearance they are doing everything they can. That’s why teh Teen Grid is there, that’s why they’ve put the barrier to mixing in place.
For every wired in parent, there’s going to be a significantly larger number of underage sexual encounters, either by design (from the predatory adults point of view) or by accident (by visiting a woman such as myself). And while I hate the cloying phrase ‘we must protect the children,’ Linden need to take that view on board, along with a hefty amount of due dilligence in their business plan to avoid the lawsuits from the adult side of Second Life.
Society has rules – and one of them is that some things are not for children. X rated moves. Bars. The ability to own a Credit Card. Driving. The Main Grid of Second Life. And to be honest, not having kids around means I can relax a little bit more than if the grids were merged.
One of things I love about having this site is that it gives me an excuse (not that I really need one) to explore Second Life and find some wonderful locations, builds and fashion. Today’s set is a fantastic illustration of this – an outfit with lots of variations possible (always good, designers take note), some wonderful architecture, and a grand piano. Which is good for that Michelle Pfeiffer moment.
The full version of this set, with 30 pictures, is now available in the members section of my website. Why not take the free tour of the site before you join and get instant access to this and all the archived galleries for $15.
One little line has sent a man on a quest to discover the truth behind it. That line was part of a post entitled What I Did This Weekend back in early November. One of the bullet points was
…Dragged a rather rugged American (who was the spitting image of Humphrey Bogart) over to a Diner I found on Crayonville Island.
So bless the little cotton socks of Peter Ludlow (the RL name of Urizenus Sklar, editor over at the Second Life Herald) who was all over that quote trying to find out what happened (see here and here for example). Now I hear that when he was interviewed on a podcast (co-incidentaly by head Crayon bod Josephe Jaffe) and I come up in the conversation – ooh I’d better listen in (so can you, the post is here).
…time passes…
Well that was a gigle – lots of marketing stuff, but let’s zero in on my cameo at around 27 minutes. Still not sure I like cyber-prostitute, but then it is factually correct so they can have that one. As to claiming to hang out and visit, I mentioned the island once on here – but then you could imply that, so they can have that one as well. As to what I was (is/am/will be) doing in that sim… that’s going to stay a secret. Still ove the fact you’re chasing it though, don;t stop! But discretion is a big part of what I do – if you see a punter story on here then be aware I’ve probably asked the client first, I don’t mention names (unless permission is given) and I’ll have tweaked an item or two to protect the not so innocent… so maybe it was Cary Grant and not Bogart then?
Besides hasn’t Urizenus ever heard of chequebook journalism? Find and pay the Humphrey Bogart man and he’d get the full story.
PS: If Divo, the great communciator in SL wants to hook up, he could always leave me an IM, or use the contact page on this site to send me a discreete email – I thought that would have been obvious to a Crayonista *winks*
Finally! A 50’s style diner with a decent Lindy Hop stage – I’m in heaven. Of course this is coming up on Saturday, and not Friday, for which the time taken to sort out the Post 6 Grrrl shoot for the SL Herald gets the blame. Speaking of the SLH, Peter, this isn’t the diner you’re expecting. Sorry for that. But I’d rather have a huge poster of James Dean in any case.
The full version of this set, with 32 pictures, is now available in the members section of my website. You can join now, and get access to this and all the archived galleries for $15.
Well, the big news today (at least for me) is that I’m the Post Six Grrrl over at The Second Life Herald. Getting featured here was one of the items on my ’short term goals’ list (along with capturing “Doctor Evil in the first act”) and I’m so glad that Marilyn Murphy and I could work together on this to get some cracking pictures put together.
So if this is your first time here, and you want to learn more, feel free to explore the blog and learn a bit more about me, but you might want to head to the Free Tour Pages, samples of the galleries I have, and details on membership (either via RL credit card or SL Lindens). But no matter what, jsut have fun, and have a good day.
He paged me like any other. I IM’ed him back to check he was genuine, and asked for a TP (I’ve more than one paging unit out there). He haggled the prices like any other, and I held my ground as usual. The deal was done, the Linden passed over, and we proceeded upstairs. We started making out on the bed, like any other time. And then he stops, laughs at me, and says he can’t believe it. And logs off, never to be seen again, leaving a trail of pixels and a fistfull of dollars behind him.
It’s a funny life this Second Life.
Sometimes, when I’m having a really bad day in RL I need to escape into SL to avoid an in-tray as high as Ben Nevis. And today was (still is) one of those days, so tp’ing into a few of my regular haunts cheered me up immensly when I heard from across the room…
“Wow, you’re the model chick!”
…which not only gave me a little ‘whee’ mental pick me up, but also sparked off the business corner of my brain. Something, somewhere is working, to let me get a reaction like that. Maybe this whole learn about me / membership thing is going to work after all?
