A Night At

The Chemistry was unfathomable, and entirely unexpected. But it was explosive, and I could not ignore it. Only a fool does that.
The event was Femmes Read Porn, hosted by the always stunning Ms. Tralala. I had come to see her, that sexy beast, and to meet Elaine Miller, my favourite local sex writer. To help out, I ran a Kissing Booth beside the unused pool table. I was all dolled up in my sexy lingerie, and looked at least somewhat presentable, if not downright cute.
I had expected a friend to join me here this evening, and frequently went outside to see if she'd arrived. She never did show up, but during one of my checks, I met HER.
Now I stress the word HER because that's the most direct way I can think of to relay to you the effect she had on me. I casually reminded her and the other girls having their smoke break of the kissing booth, to which she replied by smiling mischievously and kissing me on the cheek, raving over my lingerie ensemble and telling me how I was exuding sexiness.
My cheeks flushed, and I felt my ego swelling.
Among other things.
I shyly smiled and returned to my booth. I sat listening to the music, watching everyone dance, and waiting for the first reader to take the stage at ten. Then she seemed to just suddenly appear before me. It was HER.
She smiled at me, almost lewdly, and said nothing for a moment, just swaying to the music. She was a stunning soft butch, in her sweater that said Lust and her faded blue jeans. She dug into her pocket for two loonies, which she dropped in my tip glass with a satisfying clink, and told me point blank she'd come for her kiss. I smiled and leaned forward, expecting to kiss her on the cheek as is the usual method used at a kissing booth, when she forcibly took hold of my chin, and pulled my lips to hers.
I instinctively succumbed. I could do nothing else. I am by nature submissive, and rarely received such attention from women, being a shemale and all.
This was not a problem with HER. She knew what I was. Most of the Lick regulars do. I've never seen any point in lying about what I am.
I am a girl with a permanent strap-on.
And she didn't care in the slightest.
She lingered for a moment, her lips a scant distance from mine, her breath caressing my neck, and then smiling, she dove in, kissing me as fiercely and deeply as ever I had been kissed. Her tongue ring played chopsticks on my teeth from the inside, her tongue itself fighting to pin mine down. Her teeth bit my lower lip and tugged them into her mouth. I felt my breath being forcibly sucked from my lungs, and my breasts seemed to be trying to turn themselves upwards, hoping to catch the attention of her hands.
After awhile, (I had no sense of time just then), she pulled her lips away and slapped my left cheek, hard. The quick and unexpected sting sent a jolt of ecstasy firing down my spine, and I was teetering on the brink of an orgasm.
She seemed all too aware of this. As I sat there, quivering, biting my lip, my eyes pleading, she suddenly reached her hand behind my head. Bringing my face back to hers, smiling, she grabbed a big clump of my ash blonde hair, and tugged it, hard.
I came right there, in her hand. I felt my body convulse beneath her, surrounded by friends and strangers in the bar, and completely oblivious to whether or not any of them saw me.
As my body settled down, she smiled and wandered off. The evening's French Maid sat by me and smiled. She was staring at me, and apparently I was glowing, because she knew exactly what had happened.
"Should I watch your tip glass while you go freshen up honey?" she asked coyly.
I looked down at my lap and then at the 7 feet between me and the washroom, crossed my legs, and smiled up at her nervously.
"I'm in a lesbian bar dear, I really don't think I should stand up just now."
I think the next time I attend one of Tralala's events, I shall make it a point to wear tighter panties. Then if SHE is there again, I won't need to sit with my legs uncomfortably crossed for 15 minutes before feeling safe darting to the washroom to clean up after her kisses.
Then again, I think next time, I'll bring her in there with me.
- By Penny Sautereau

Who to the What now?

By Penny Sautereau

Abusing Abuse Reports

Most people have an uneventful Second Life as far as jerks go. Griefers and idiots like to think they masterfully disrupt the whole of SL with their antics, but the truth is that Griefer attacks never affect more than a dozen sims, on a game with literally over a thousand sims on it. Most people never encounter any griefing on SL, unless, like me, they're opinionated and very public. Griefers love me, thanks to my time on "the Tabloid". (Those who know, know to what I refer). But like any victim of harassment, I can, if I so choose, resort to Linden Labs' most popular help tool, the fabled Abuse Report.

Now for those of you who've never needed to file one, an abuse report is a menu option that lets you send a screenshot of the abuse in question, the name of the abuser, the category of the abuse, and a description of how you're being abused. In spite of how often I'm trolled, I very rarely bother with them though, as truthfully they rarely make a difference. The Lindens generally seem to not care about anything bothering it's residents unless it affects them financially. AR's usually only get results in the case of very serious offenses, and simple griefing is often dismissed as bored teenagers being buttholes and not worth their time. Unless you're witnessing an act of virtual pedophilia or a Nazi Revival rally, an AR is usually a pointless endeavour.

Sometimes however, AR's work all too well. One SL resident I'll decline to name due to her vitriolic and libelous nature, files over two dozen AR's a da, so the stories go, often getting people banned for as little as being a friend of someone standing on her parcel's border. She's exceptionally paranoid and snapshots anyone who passes by her land. That's just an example though. My main reason for choosing this topic is the plight of my dear beloved friend and SL Sister, Arika Snye.

Ari is, in real life, a proud gay man and full-time drag queen. Like me, Ari believes in being herself on SL, save for looks. (In both our cases, the only difference between SL and RL for us is that on SL we're both a lot prettier). Ari wears a thin tall male shape, with a decidedly female skin, and nice prim dresses. Understandably being so openly gayish, Ari gets flack from the narrow-minded and hateful. Such as RobertC Schridde, a man who has for months now been abusing abuse reports against Arika because of his own homophobia.

Robert is a man who dresses up like a state trooper and, as I personally observed when Arika invited me to watch him in person, goes around telling people he is an SL Police Officer and must be obeyed. He harasses people in the sim Arika frequents, and constantly attempts to convince Arika to stop wearing make-up and dresses. while I was there observing, a nearby sim crashed and a bunch of peopl;e landed in the sim we were in by default. robert proceeded to grief these unintentional new arrivals by cube-slapping them, claiming his ficyional SL Police authority as justification, in spite of our sim's owner standing right there telling him repeatedly to stop griefing the newcomers.

I also witnessed him frequently turn his verbiage back on Arika, who was doing nothing to violate the TOS, let alone anything provocative.

Now, the reason I had been invited to observe his behaviour is that Arika had just returned from another long unwarranted ban, thanks to one of the many frivolous and false AR's Robert filed against her. Having seen the chatlogs, it appeared this ban was because Arika typed "Arika Snye raises a brow in confusion over RobertC's strange antics" while he was pulling his SL Cop claim on some newbies. Robert AR'd her that harmless and certainly non-derogatory statement, but somehow, his AR's always result in her bannings.

As I've learned, this is allegedly because he has a friend or friends on Linden Labs' payroll, which allows his frivolous AR's to go through, and clearly without investigation, because Arika is a Drag queen and RobertC seems to dislike this.

So why am I rambling about my friend being banned because of a homphobes AR abuse? Because it's an example of one of the biggest things wrong with Second Life, that Linden Labs needs to seriously fix.

AR's are rarely actually investigated, and as in Arika's case for example, often dealt with arbitrarily with no follow-up to determine validity. To date Arika's undeserved bans number in double digits, yet she has still to date never once been contacted by any Linden to ask her what happened, to ask her side of things. This man, who claims a role that SL doesn't have, and authority he himself certainly lacks, this man who behaves as shabbily as any griefer in the way he abuses and mistreats complete strangers, let alone his repeated harassment of Arika, can get her banned with no explaination or investigation for frivolous AR's with little or no merit, while people genuinely harassed and wronged on SL can file AR's up the wazoo against legitimately misbehaving players to no effect.

In my own case, since i joined SL, I've filed 18 AR's total. Each got the automated e-mail "notice of receipt", but not one was ever followed up on, or even investigated to my knowledge, and one was pertaining to a griefer who was through an LOLCube threatening to have my RL wife violently raped

That gets no action from the Lab, but Arika can get a 14 day ban for admitting to finding RobertC's claim of being an official SL Cop confusing.

Linden Labs, please, we KNOW already what's wrong with this picture.

We're just still waiting for you to tell us WHY.

We now return you to whichever life you're living.

By Penny Sautereau

The Male escort scene

Minty Bechem is an exotic dancer and escort here in Sl, I sat down and chatted to him at an opium den called flashmans hidden high in the clouds:
Dana Vanmoer: Hi Minty, tell me a bit about what you do here in SL?
Minty Bachem: Generally, I just bimble around, finding cool places with interesting and intelligent people to interact with. That's kinda how I got started in the whole dancer/escort thing in the first place.
Dana Vanmoer: You enjoy good company and that's a way to get it?
Minty Bachem: Actually, no. It's more a product of my personality. I'm an incorrigible flirt, I do it the same way I breathe - without even knowing I'm doing it. My friends started calling me man-whore, and one of them passed my details on to a woman that was opening a ladies club. I've been working in the business on-and off since my second week in SL.
As far as the Escorting side of things is concerned, I only do that when I'm on-shift at whichever club I'm working at. When I'm out and about, that's my own time. Any relationships or shenanigans I start up during my free time are for pleasure, not pay. ;)
I'm currently between clubs, as I recently had a fortnight without my internet (SKY internet = Evil), but I've worked for the now defunct Pink Lady, and the Gateway to heaven and hell, which is like one big family. I also had a couple of shifts at CXIII before my outage, and that was a wonderful place to work. Plenty of customers, and they weren't shy about tipping.
Dana Vanmoer: Was that dancing or escorting or do you combine the two?
Minty Bachem: Dancing. I tend to get hired as a dancer, and I do Escorting on request.
Dana Vanmoer: and how much can you make as a dancer?
Minty Bachem: It varies immensely, depending on how many and which customers are in. I've had shifts (and they usually last a couple of hours) where I've not broken L$200. I've also had a single customer drop over a grand in 45 minutes.
Of course, it all depends on your own emoting talents, and how much effort you put into getting (and holding) the customers' attention.

I wouldn't say it's a regular income at all. But then, I mainly do it because I enjoy flirting and getting people horny. The money's a (very welcome) bonus.

Dana Vanmoer: How about the escort side of things, how do you actually feel about cyber sex?

Minty Bachem: Personally, I love cybersex. And by cybersex, I don't mean just jumping on a set of sexballs and clicking away on an xcite. Real cyber is all about handcrafting those emotes. I certainly get a kick out of it. Especially if the other person's literate and responds well.

Dana Vanmoer: Do you find its a worry with the stats that a lot of the 'women' in SL are actually men?

Minty Bachem: Me, personally? Not in the slightest. But then again, I *am* bisexual. ;) You can usually tell when a fem av's being driven by a male anyway. It's like the SL version of "Gaydar". ;)

Dana Vanmoer: So you are happy to escort male or female avatars?

Minty Bachem: Absolutely. I'm happy to strip for, emote with, and cyber with absolutely anyone in SL. Well, except for child avs of course. Apart from anything else, SL is recreation for me, so if I didn't enjoy it, I most certainly wouldn't do it..

Dana Vanmoer: What kind of person do you find is the best customer?

Minty Bachem: The best customers? Well, apart from the obvious about actually tipping, the ones that will interact while I'm emoting my gratitude for tips. The silent ones can be a little.. odd. Of course, if they're literate and dirty, then I'll pop into IM and offer them additional services. I only offer with those that are literate. Illiterate ones have to ask. ;)

Dana Vanmoer: It takes two to do what you do well?

Minty Bachem: Absolutely. It's all about the interaction. Sure there's a voyeuristic side, but that's mainly from the males. We're the visually-oriented side of the species. Female customers tend to be in for the interaction, and cyber-sex is definitely a two-way thing. Or three-way.. ;)

Dana Vanmoer: Does being an escort/dancer in SL affect how you see yourself in RL?

Minty Bachem: Not really. I think how I am in RL affects me in SL. As I mentioned previously, I'm a natural flirt. SL brings that out in me even more, and working in the SL sex industry's the natural conclusion. To be honest, there's nothing more attractive than a self-confident person, who knows themselves so well they don't *need* affirmation from anyone else. Of course, it's always nice to get it, but it's not *necessary*. ;)

Dana Vanmoer: Could you ever see yourself settling down to one partner in SL?

Minty Bachem: I have in the past, and I have a partner right now, as a matter of fact.

Dana Vanmoer: and what does she think of your escorting?

Minty Bachem: She doesn't have a problem with it. As far as she's concerned (and I share the sentiment), SL is NOT RL.

Dana Vanmoer: What do you say to people who think that its cheating on RL partners?

Minty Bachem: That's a difficult one, to be honest. Every circumstance is different, and it depends on the amount of emotional involvement. Some people form really deep SL relationships and invest a lot of emotion in there. Others use SL as a kind of interactive porn vid. There's no one answer. ;) Basically, if you've got a problem with your partner watching porn, then I think it says more about you than your partner. ;)

Dana Vanmoer: One last question - how difficult is it to get work as a male dancer/escort

Minty Bachem: If you're literate, have an ok skin and shape, not hard at all. There's usually an application form to be sent, followed by an interview, where you'll be required to give some example emotes and maybe get naked. The clubs that cater for ladies and/or gay men are becoming more common, and they're always after new dancers. They're just picky about who they hire is all. :)

Escaping with my marriage vows intact - just - I thanked Minty for letting us see the escort scene from the male perspective.

Furries and Second Life - continued...............

So why are Furries hated?
Well for one thing, like ANY outcast and socially stigmatized group, a very small percentage of them ARE creepy perverted assholes, who are loudest and most noticeable, and thus get identified as representative of the entire subculture.
Most Furries I've met on SL are harmless and innocuous. They wear the anthropomorphic animal avatars yes, but they just hang out, chat about TV shows and movies, play in the combat sims, chill with their friends.
Their profiles are nice and normal and non-sexual, and if they cyber they keep it to themselves.
These are the majority of the Furry population.
They feel a kinship to the animal inside everyone, (and don't kid yourselves, humans are animals, just because we talk and wear clothes doesn't make us inherently superior to other animals, just more smug).
Most Furries are Furries to express their connection to the base nature of animals, and we are animals. It isn't a fetish for most.
But these aren't the Furries you hear about are they? No, most of you, if you've heard about Furries, you've heard about the lonely loser types drawing cartoon animal porn and fucking each other wearing fursuits, who cry about being "fursecuted" when they're harassed, and suchlike.
Which of course are also generalizations.
And therein lies the rub; Misinformation; there ARE a few Furries like that, the perverted yiffers who act as if their kink is akin to racial identity, and those are the ones the haters lock onto. They distort and exaggerate. 5% of furries becomes ALL furries.
A few yiffers crying Fursecution becomes the entire population demanding to be accepted despite being perverted freaks.
See that's what haters do.
Think about it.
I'm sure most of you reading know a few gay people. Would you ever think of your gay friends as being pedophiles?
No, not if they're your friends. But how often, for example, have you heard church folk loudly intoning that gays can never be allowed to adopt because they're ALL pedophiles?
You know it isn't true. Sure there are a few gay pedophiles, but there are a few straight pedophiles too now aren't there? Would you ever assume every single hetero white male on earth must diddle small children just because a few actually do?
No, it's a ridiculous broadstroke with no logical basis.
But Furries are something different, more so than gay people. And at least online, it's easier to judge them. You hear haters insisting that "Furfags are into real bestiality".
I've yet to encounter ANY proof that ANY furry, even the small percentage of genuinely perverted ones, want to fuck their dog.
They may want to have sex with someone DRESSED as a dog, but not an actual dog.
But that's how hatespeech works, especially online.
So why are Furries mistreated on SL?
Because they're there. Because haters are bored and need someone to shit on to make themselves feel important. Because they can be.
That's how hate works.
Latch onto something different and weird, amplify the worst of it, ignore the best of it completely, and spread disinformation to the uninformed, all to just have something to do when you're bored.
Personally my only beef against any Furries are the ones who call themselves herms, as if it's a magical fantasy to be mix-and-match.
Being intersexed myself in real life, that kind of ignorance of reality bothers me, BUT, I don't harp about it, I don't yell at them for it, and I certainly don't judge the entire culture for these few who irritate me.
Some people sadly think they have a right to dump their prejudices on everyone.
The saddest part of it though, is that the haters fail to see they're as obsessed, if not moreso, than those they attack, because they devote more energy into spreading the hate than their targets do just being who they are.
So that's my opinion on why Furries on SL are treated badly.
Hate, ignorance, and misinformation, based on judging an entire group on the actions of but a handful of them.
So go buy a Furrie a prim flower, or a wearable cup of coffee. They're not all so bad. And it's a lot easier than devoting all that energy to blind pointless hate.
I mean there are children starving in the city you live in, I'd rather devote energy to a soup kitchen feeding real people than sitting on my ass at a computer all day mouthing off at complete strangers just because they weird me out a little.
We now return you to whichever life you're living.
By Penance Sautereau