[17:34] Deight Boccara: Pardon me Lyra, but I’ve heard you read books.
[17:34] Lyra Lobo: Very fine to meet you *smiles*
[17:34] Lyra Lobo: Yes, I love literature…and am delighted to make your acquaintenace, Lady Boccara
[17:34] Lyra Lobo: please let me introduce my friend Farely…also a lover of literature
[17:34] Deight Boccara: Thank you. very much
[17:35] Deight Boccara: Good evening, Farely!
[17:35] Farely Scarborough: Pleased to make your aquaintance, Ms. Boccara
[17:35] Deight Boccara: You enjoy reading books… What is that like?
[17:35] Lyra Lobo chuckles
[17:35] Farely Scarborough smiles
[17:35] Deight Boccara: I’m afraid I forgot how to read a long time ago
[17:35] Lyra Lobo: it is like seeing a whole new world unfold…and embrace me
[17:35] Lyra Lobo smiles
[17:36] Lyra Lobo: but then, I am something of a bluestocking, I fear
[17:36] Lyra Lobo grins
[17:36] Lyra Lobo: still, my friends tolerate it…
[17:36] Lyra Lobo chuckles
[17:36] Lyra Lobo: and you, Lady Boccara..what do you enjoy?
[17:36] Deight Boccara: I enjoy throwing rocks at various gulls
[17:37] Farely Scarborough: A bluestocking, dear?
[17:37] Lyra Lobo chuckles
[17:37] Lyra Lobo: it is true…but that is the occupational hazard afforded a professor
[17:37] Lyra Lobo: even Charles babbage’s machine is one of my fondest toys…
[17:37] Cornelia Rothsteiner perks. “Mr. Engine?”
[17:37] Farely Scarborough: I had not thought of you that way. But now that you mention it…
[17:38] Farely Scarborough smiles
[17:38] Lyra Lobo grins and nods
[17:38] Cornelia Rothsteiner: I have heard much of Mr. Engine, but I have never had the pleasure, alas.
[17:38] Lyra Lobo: it is true…. books are my constant companions….
[17:38] Deight Boccara: I don’t get a chance to ger many books at my present location
[17:38] Lyra Lobo smiles at Lady Lightfoot
[17:39] Deight Boccara: I’m sure if I did I would love it
[17:39] Farely Scarborough: And what locaiont would that be, Ms. Boccara?
[17:39] Deight Boccara: I live in a cave in Port Caledon
[17:40] Farely Scarborough: My dear lady… A cave, you say!
[17:40] Deight Boccara: The owners of the land don’t know I live there, so I’m hesitant to tell you exactly where
[17:40] Deight Boccara: Yes I am not as royal and as regal as I may appear
[17:41] Lyra Lobo: a cave…that sounds marvelous
[17:41] Farely Scarborough: Well, you look most charming, Ms. Boccara. And I’m sure you have many tales to tell.
[17:41] Deight Boccara: Actually, in order to get this dress I had to walk off to Tamnaroch, find someone wearing something I think would fit me, then take my wardrobe by force
[17:42] Lyra Lobo grins
[17:42] Lyra Lobo: a novel approach to the problem
[17:42] Farely Scarborough: My, that is forward, Miss Boccara.
[17:42] Deight Boccara: Well, I do live in a cave, Farely.
[17:42] Lyra Lobo: very effective, though *grins*
[17:43] Farely Scarborough: Yes, my dear, it does seem to have done the trick for Ms. Boccara
[17:43] Farely Scarborough: I imagine there is a lady somewhere attracting some unwanted attention, though.
[17:44] Deight Boccara laughs
[17:44] Lyra Lobo: That hat is fetching…. It is most fine
[17:44] Deight Boccara: Well, if you’ll excuse me, I think I see a much nicer dress over there in the other corner. Thanks for your company!
[17:45] Lyra Lobo: Thank you *smiles*

Jorge Fremont: Good evening, madam…
Deight Boccara: Evening!
Jorge Fremont: How are you this evening?
Deight Boccara: I am good!
Jorge Fremont: Supurb!
Deight Boccara: What is up in this bitch, good sir?
Jorge Fremont: Pardon, madam?
Deight Boccara: What is “up” in this “hizzy”, “cuz”
Jorge Fremont: Well… we are simply enjoying the Halloween celebrations across Caledon.
Jorge Fremont: There are a couple of activities going on, but most everyone…
Jorge Fremont: has gone to the Mew sim…
Deight Boccara: Hehe
Jorge Fremont: and the Haunted house/castle…
Deight Boccara: Well nothing’s going on on my parcel except for me being the worst caledonian ever
Jorge Fremont: And why, pray tell, is that, madam?
Deight Boccara: Because I am wearing a t-shirt, and talk in gangsta slang
Jorge Fremont: Well, to each their own, madam….
Jorge Fremont: Have you been a resident of Caledon for a while?
Deight Boccara: Yeah, for a month or two.
Deight Boccara: Which makes it all horrible that I only have one object on my parcel
Jorge Fremont: Well, anything good takes time…
Jorge Fremont: I’m certain that your plans will eventually congeal towards your…
Jorge Fremont: ultimate goal.
Deight Boccara: My ultimate goal is having something that isn’t wholly horrible
Jorge Fremont: If I may.. what is your goal?
Deight Boccara: My goal is something cool
Deight Boccara: And that doesn’t get me banned
Jorge Fremont: “cool”, as in….?
Deight Boccara: “awesome”
Deight Boccara: “totally rad”
Deight Boccara: “kickin it old school yo”
Deight Boccara: “peanuts in the hizzy yaknowwhatimsayin”
Deight Boccara: “pleunkation”
Jorge Fremont: Hmmm… well, good luck with that, madam….
Deight Boccara: “superb”
Deight Boccara: I think that’s all the synonyms
Jorge Fremont: Ah…..
Jorge Fremont: Do you have property here?
Deight Boccara: This is my property
Jorge Fremont: Oh! I was not aware of that – sorry…
Deight changes the land name to “Jorge Fremont’s House”
Deight Boccara: Now you own property in Caledon!
Jorge Fremont: pardon?
Deight Boccara: Check the parcel name
Jorge Fremont: Ah… quite ingenious, madam!
Deight Boccara: Now you owe me 800 lindens rent until you die
Jorge Fremont: I’ll make sure it will be in the post….
Jorge Fremont: Well, madam, I must take my leave….
Deight Boccara: Seeya, blood!
Jorge Fremont: It has been a pleasure talking with you…
Jorge Fremont: you are certainly one of the more colorful individuals here…

[12:31] Ty Carr: cmon Debbie let her have it
[12:31] Debbie Paike kneels between the Real Slut’s wide open thighs, thrusting deep into its dripping wet service hole.
[12:31] Honey Kesey: mmm
[12:31] The slut Honey Kesey moans helplessly as its tight sperm disposal is stuffed. The tiny vibrators embedded in its mucous membranes start to buzz, activated by a heat sensor, to enhance the user’s pleasure.
[12:31] This is what the brainwashed whore has been waiting for… it backs into the hard cock and starts to pant rapidly. Tears of shame and joy are running down its cheeks.
[12:31] The horny bitch squeezes its greedy hole, desperately trying to hold the hard cock inside, but it slips out. The toy groans in utter frustration.
[12:31] Patricia Wheeler: hell
[12:31] A huge load of sticky juice seeps from Honey Kesey’s service hole and splatters onto the carpet. Its slut programming forces the fuck toy to turn around and clean it up, with disgusting slurping noises.
[12:31] Real Slut model Honey Kesey V2.1 feels its head being forced down onto its owner’s lap. The toy purrs as its nose is pressed against soft skin and eagerly starts to lick and suckle.
[12:31] Patricia Wheeler: hello*
[12:31] Ty Carr grabs the slut’s hair and operates its head like a sex toy.
[12:31] Debbie Paike kneels between the Real Slut’s wide open thighs, thrusting deep into its dripping wet service hole.
[12:31] The suck toy looks up, its mouth wide open, the tongue hanging out. Spittle and other juices are dripping from its chin. Pathetic little whining noises escape its throat, indicating that it badly needs to be used some more.
[12:31] The slut Honey Kesey moans helplessly as its tight sperm disposal is stuffed. The tiny vibrators embedded in its mucous membranes start to buzz, activated by a heat sensor, to enhance the user’s pleasure.
[12:31] This is what the brainwashed whore has been waiting for… it backs into the hard cock and starts to pant rapidly. Tears of shame and joy are running down its cheeks.
[12:31] ANCStud Fukai: there you are
[12:31] Yukio Heidenstam sits down and laughs heartily at the sight of the disgusting slut squirming on the stained carpet.
[12:31] Honey Kesey blushes deeply as it realizes it’s being watched. But its slut programming turns the shameful embarrassment into even stronger arousal, causing its service holes to cream over. The poor slut is sobbing and moaning at the same time.
[12:31] Debbie Paike rams the squeaking slut fast and merciless, holding the fuck toy’s hips with both hands.
[12:31] The programmed bitch screams and mews in total delight, contracting its fuckhole muscles, so eager to please and to cum. The tiny rest of Honey Kesey’s personality is shocked to hear its own voice begging: ‘Fuck me please… fuck me harder…’
[12:31] Debbie Paike: thanks Adam
[12:31] Ty Carr grabs the slut’s hair and operates its head like a sex toy.
[12:31] Real Slut model Honey Kesey V2.1 feels its head being forced down onto its owner’s lap. The toy purrs as its nose is pressed against soft skin and eagerly starts to lick and suckle.
[12:31] Honey Kesey: oh fuck me hard baby
[12:32] Ty Carr: Oh suck it hard Baby
[12:32] Patricia Wheeler: hello A/all

[12:33] Ty Carr: what a fantasti view!
[12:33] Debbie Paike: where do I get the implant?

[12:33] A huge load of sticky juice seeps from Honey Kesey’s service hole and splatters onto the carpet. Its slut programming forces the fuck toy to turn around and clean it up, with disgusting slurping noises.
[12:33] Ty Carr: i can help you with the slut part
[12:33] The toy whimpers as it staggers to its feet, drooling and dripping, still craving to be used. Its hand slips between its legs, spreading the sticky juices down there.
[12:33] Patricia Wheeler: mmmm
[12:34] Honey Kesey eagerly falls down on hands and knees, ready to serve. The fuck toy makes excited little noises and presents its ass like a bitch in heat, begging to be fucked.
[12:34] Debbie Paike grabs the slut’s hair and operates its head like a sex toy.
[12:34] Slut Honey Kesey is forced by its brain implant to swallow the slimy mess, together with carpet lint and some pubic hairs. The poor sex toy breaks into tears, but can’t help to wiggle its ass as if begging for more abuse.
[12:34] Real Slut model Honey Kesey V2.1 feels its head being forced down onto its owner’s lap. The toy purrs as its nose is pressed against soft skin and eagerly starts to lick and suckle.
[12:34] Ty Carr kneels between the Real Slut’s wide open thighs, thrusting deep into its dripping wet service hole.
[12:34] The slut Honey Kesey moans helplessly as its tight sperm disposal is stuffed. The tiny vibrators embedded in its mucous membranes start to buzz, activated by a heat sensor, to enhance the user’s pleasure.
[12:34] This is what the brainwashed whore has been waiting for… it backs into the hard cock and starts to pant rapidly. Tears of shame and joy are running down its cheeks.
[12:34] Patricia Wheeler: want too play michelle?
[12:34] Ty Carr rams the squeaking slut fast and merciless, holding the fuck toy’s hips with both hands.
[12:34] The programmed bitch screams and mews in total delight, contracting its fuckhole muscles, so eager to please and to cum. The tiny rest of Honey Kesey’s personality is shocked to hear its own voice begging: ‘Fuck me please… fuck me harder…’
[12:34] Ty Carr: wow this even nicer
[12:34] Lyle Lovler: aha, there ur!
[12:34] Honey Kesey: mmm you taste so good dalles
[12:34] ANCStud Fukai spreads lyssa’s ass apart and shoves in his hard cock
[12:35] The suck toy looks up, its mouth wide open, the tongue hanging out. Spittle and other juices are dripping from its chin. Pathetic little whining noises escape its throat, indicating that it badly needs to be used some more.
[12:35] The horny bitch squeezes its greedy hole, desperately trying to hold the hard cock inside, but it slips out. The toy groans in utter frustration.
[12:35] A huge load of sticky juice seeps from Honey Kesey’s service hole and splatters onto the carpet. Its slut programming forces the fuck toy to turn around and clean it up, with disgusting slurping noises.
[12:35] The toy whimpers as it staggers to its feet, drooling and dripping, still craving to be used. Its hand slips between its legs, spreading the sticky juices down there.

[12:36] Ty Carr: have fun Debbie

[21:25]  You: Elka!
[21:26]  elka Bossman: yeah that could be me if there was no capital :P

So, I think there might be a problem, so I check her profile. Sure enough, she is really anal about having her name be capitalized. So, I attempt to apologize in IM, and this happens:

[21:30]  Deight Boccara: Sorry I capitalized your name, Elka
[21:30]  Deight Boccara: It won’t happen ever again
[21:30]  elka Bossman: you just did… again
[21:30]  elka Bossman: lol
[21:30]  elka Bossman: ok that was hylarious
[21:31]  Deight Boccara: Oh sorry Elka
[21:31]  Deight Boccara: My deepest apologies
[21:31]  elka Bossman: you just did again!
[21:31]  elka Bossman: wtf?
[21:31]  elka Bossman: you making fun of me?
[21:31]  Deight Boccara: Oh hell no
[21:32]  Deight Boccara: Man we are members of the weird name club
[21:32]  elka Bossman: just stop please :)
[21:32]  Deight Boccara: Like, everyone calls me “Delight” and it makes me want to stab them IN THE FACE
[21:32]  elka Bossman: well i should stab you in the face 3 times
[21:32]  Deight Boccara: So I try to respect the anality of other people’s names
[21:32]  elka Bossman: for saying im sorry Elka
[21:32]  elka Bossman: then of i wont do it again Elka
[21:33]  elka Bossman: O.o?!
[21:33]  elka Bossman: i guess i should call you delight :P
[21:33]  Deight Boccara: Well I am sorry Elka! Really deeply sorry! I swear it won’t ever EVER happen again!
[21:33]  elka Bossman: you are an idiot
[21:33]  elka Bossman: dont IM me anymore
[21:33]  elka Bossman: you are clearly trying to piss me
[21:33]  elka Bossman: and ill give you an award for succeeding
[21:34]  elka Bossman: why do you do that
[21:34]  elka Bossman: why would you insult or bug a player like that in IM?
[21:34]  elka Bossman: i notice you are the host too O.o
[21:37]  elka Bossman: can you just please tell me why you chose to pick on me out of the blue
[21:37]  Deight Boccara: I don’t know why you are getting mad at me for trying to apologize to you Elka
[21:38]  elka Bossman: but WHY do you keep putting a cap to my name?
[21:38]  elka Bossman: you are apologizing for putting one
[21:38]  elka Bossman: but you keep on doing ut
[21:38]  elka Bossman: it*
[21:38]  elka Bossman: you just did it!
[21:39]  elka Bossman: i dont know you, why do you want to piss me?
[21:39]  elka Bossman: this is the 1st time someone does that to me in SL in 2 years
[21:40]  Deight Boccara: I’m trying to apologize to you Elka! I’m deeply sorry I committed the horrible crime of capitalizing your name while greeting you when you rez in!
[21:40]  elka Bossman: dudette, i was making a JOKE there
[21:40]  elka Bossman: and then you go and start narguing me about it
[21:40]  elka Bossman: repeating my name with a capital letter over and over
[21:40]  elka Bossman: like 5 yo would do
[21:40]  Deight Boccara: I’m not arguing! I am genuinely sorry, Elka!
[21:40]  elka Bossman: this is plain rude and immature
[21:40]  elka Bossman: then why wont you stop doing it
[21:41]  elka Bossman: as if you need to put Elka as the end of every sentence
[21:41]  elka Bossman: you are SO reported to the owner of this place. i rarely get so mad at someone in SL.
[21:41]  elka Bossman: its not even the capital letter that matters anymore
[21:41]  elka Bossman: its that,,, attitude
[21:41]  elka Bossman: how can a host do that to a player
[21:41]  Deight Boccara: What? I’m trying to apologize!
[21:41]  elka Bossman: in IM too
[21:42]  elka Bossman: oh please :)
[21:42]  elka Bossman: you are writing im sorry Elka
[21:42]  elka Bossman: at every single sentence you added Elka
[21:42]  elka Bossman: more and more
[21:42]  elka Bossman: im saving this convo
[21:42]  Deight Boccara: I’m sorry you feel my apology is an insult! I’m really not trying to insult you!
[21:42]  elka Bossman: an apology is great
[21:42]  elka Bossman: when its not to laugh in the face of someone
[21:43]  elka Bossman: gosh im so pissed wow!
[21:43]  elka Bossman: ok do what you have to do, ill play and you host
[21:43]  elka Bossman: just, dont ever talk to me
[21:43]  elka Bossman: and i swear if you say Elka one more time
[21:43]  elka Bossman: ill blow a fuse
[21:43]  Deight Boccara: I’m not laughing! I’m deeply deeply sorry!

IM: Kareem Fandango: you looking for some fun babe?
IM: Deight Boccara: Um sure
IM: Kareem Fandango: :) you into roleplaying, or just straight hot sex?
IM: Deight Boccara: Either one is just fine with me, sugar
IM: Kareem Fandango: You into BDSM?
IM: Deight Boccara: British Dalmation Society for Men?
IM: Deight Boccara: Not really, no
IM: Kareem Fandango: lol, no
IM: Kareem Fandango: A roleplay where we pretend im your master/ im raping you :P Popular on secondlife
IM: Deight Boccara: Oh dear! That sounds absolutely horrible!
IM: Deight Boccara: I’m so in on this
IM: Kareem Fandango: *grins*
IM: Kareem Fandango: i have to go to my spot, ill teleport you ;)
Deight Boccara: Howdy, um Master
Kareem Fandango: what first sexy?
Deight Boccara: Um, first I think I should cook you dinner
Kareem Fandango: meat? *wink*
Deight Boccara: An exquisite delicate swan smothered in a delicate white zinfindale sauce
Deight Boccara: Followed up by a fucking huge bowl of M&Ms
Kareem Fandango: forget that just take your clothes off and get in the cage
Kareem Fandango: lol
Deight Boccara: That is a very small cage
Kareem Fandango: the less you can move, the better ;)
Deight hops on the cage and starts dryhumping the empty cage.
Kareem Fandango: the pink ball :P
Kareem Fandango: animate your avatar
Deight hops into the small cage. Kareem Fandango then attaches the free copy penis and starts anally raping Deight
Deight Boccara: Ow hey stop that!
Deight Boccara: This is most certainly rape!
Deight Boccara: Yes I’m quite positive of this!
Kareem Fandango: shut up bitch….stop whining or ill fill your mouth up
Kareem Fandango: show me your horror
Deight Boccara: Oh no! I am horrored!
Deight Boccara: I feel like a dirty whore, but then come to my senses and realize that I’m not being paid for this so these feelings are completely unfounded!
Deight Boccara: But still dirty!
Deight Boccara: Like I’ve been wrestling a vaccum cleaner
IM: Kareem Fandango: to show horror, the sexiest way is by saying what you are thinking or what you are doing
IM: Kareem Fandango: like this
IM: Kareem Fandango: *tears in eyes, tries to forget where she is and forget the cock of the man she cant escape
Deight Boccara: *tears in eyes, tries to forget that she’s being taken roughly from behind by a greasy virgin!!!*
IM: Deight Boccara: You are a greasy virgin, right?
Deight Boccara: Oh thank goodness you stopped
Deight Boccara: Oh you TPd out
Deight Boccara: Um, permission to come out of the cage, master?
Deight Boccara: … Master?

Boomquisha Jackson: hi honey
Deight Boccara: Oh hi!
Deight Boccara: I was shopping for an escort. I’m kinda new to this
Deight Boccara: What’s up?
Boomquisha Jackson: well I’m an escort and I like shopping
Deight Boccara: Really? Awesome!
Boomquisha Jackson: so what can I do for you honey?
Deight Boccara: Um, I guess you can have sex with me in exchange for money?
Deight Boccara: I mean I think that’s how it works
Boomquisha Jackson: well yes that is the basics
Boomquisha Jackson: the next question is what are you into honey?
Deight Boccara: Um, sex?
Deight Boccara: At least I think that’s why I’m here
Deight Boccara: I guess the boring regular sex would be good
Deight Boccara: I don’t want to be tied up and hung while being whipped
Deight Boccara: That doesn’t sounds like much fun
Deight Boccara: So you want to do this?
Boomquisha Jackson: well that also sounds good to me
Boomquisha Jackson: it is 750 for 30 mins
Deight Boccara: Ok
Boomquisha Jackson: I will tp you, ok?
Deight Boccara: Ok!

Deight Boccara: Good evening!
Boomquisha Jackson: hi honey.
Boomquisha Jackson: follow me honey
Deight Boccara: Oooh this is a nice place
Boomquisha Jackson: thank you
Deight Boccara: So um yeah
Deight Boccara: What now?
Boomquisha Jackson: shall we take care of the business side first
Deight Boccara: Ok
Deight Boccara pays Boomquisha 750 lindens.
Boomquisha Jackson: thanks honey
Boomquisha Jackson reaches behind her and slowly remover her bra
Deight Boccara: Wow you have breasts now that the bra is gone
Boomquisha Jackson gigles
Boomquisha Jackson: kind of you to notice
Deight Boccara: Oh. Hahaha you always had them. I need to pay more attention
Boomquisha Jackson steps out of her panties
Deight Boccara: You step out of them? I usually just pull them off but that’s just
Deight Boccara: WHAT AM I SAYING
Boomquisha Jackson: lolol
Deight Boccara: No I don’t wear panties why would i do that im a guy
Boomquisha Jackson: I can see you are honey, but it really doesnt bother me either way
Deight Boccara: That’s great!
Boomquisha Jackson reaches over and strokes that bulge in your pants
Deight Boccara: Ok I guess I can get out of these pants now
Boomquisha Jackson: you sure can honey
Boomquisha Jackson: Mmmmmmmmmm
Deight Boccara: And these shoes too
Deight Boccara: And why not. My wig can go too
Boomquisha Jackson: well your top might be nice
Boomquisha Jackson: wow you are a big boy,
Deight Boccara: Yeah I got this from a friend. I am loaning it
Deight Boccara: I’ll pass off your compliments though
Boomquisha lays onto Deight.
Deight Boccara: Are you listening to my heartbeat?
Deight Boccara: Because I can assure you that I’m alive
Boomquisha Jackson: would you like me to such that for you honey
Deight Boccara: Oh wow
Boomquisha Jackson kisses the very tip then starts to take more and more into her mouth
Boomquisha Jackson gently cups then strokes your balls
Deight Boccara: Good because if you did it roughly that would be something entirely different
Boomquisha Jackson: well honey, I want you to have fun not pain
Boomquisha Jackson: giggles
Deight Boccara: I think I’m hard now, but man this penis has one setting. You wouldn’t notice the difference
Boomquisha Jackson: and tonight I am anything and everything you wish
Deight Boccara: Even ice cream?
Deight Boccara: Because man I would love rocky road
Deight Boccara: Chocolate + Marshmallows = Awesome
Boomquisha Jackson: would you like to put your face in my pussy?
Deight Boccara: Obviously!
Boomquisha Jackson: Mmmmmmmm
Deight Boccara: I’m glad you are liking this too
Boomquisha Jackson: oh god yes,
Boomquisha Jackson: that is so so good
Deight Boccara: Thanks! I practice on my cat
Boomquisha Jackson: lucky cat
Boomquisha Jackson: :)
Deight Boccara: Er, I mean that’s my nickname for my girlfriend
Deight Boccara: Cat
Boomquisha Jackson: lolol
Boomquisha Jackson: she is lucky you sure do this well honey
Boomquisha Jackson: oh god yes
Boomquisha Jackson: Oh god, I need you inside me
Deight Boccara: Well I do too
Boomquisha Jackson: whats your No. 1 Fave possition?
Boomquisha Jackson straddles you and impails herself on your tower of manhood
Boomquisha Jackson gently slides down onto you until you are all inside her
Deight Boccara: Oooh nice manuver
Deight Boccara: I haven’t seen that one outside of mexican wrestling
Boomquisha Jackson leans forward and kisses you so passionatly, you just know how hot you have made her
Boomquisha Jackson slowly turns round on your rock hard cock
Deight Boccara: Isn’t that like a rotisserie?
Boomquisha Jackson squeezing her tits and rubbing her clit as she rides your cock
Boomquisha Jackson: hope you are having fun in real as well honey
Deight Boccara: I certainly am!
Deight Boccara: This is invigorating!
Boomquisha Jackson: good, so am I honey, boy am I
Boomquisha Jackson: oh yes honey, thats right slam it in hard
Deight Boccara: Yep! That’s most certainly what I’m doing!
Deight Boccara: You’re very observant
Boomquisha Jackson: it sure is
Boomquisha Jackson: … ahh … ahh … ahh … ahh …. …. ahhh
Boomquisha Jackson: lucky I took my panties off in real as well honey, they would sure be very wet not if I hadnt
Deight Boccara: Well it’s a good think I took mine off in real too. I don’t want them to stretch out
Boomquisha Jackson: it feels so good with your cock thrusting into me
Boomquisha Jackson: Ahhhhhhhh………….. oh god you are big
Deight Boccara: Yeah I think I’m too big
Deight Boccara: It’s impaling you
Boomquisha Jackson: did you like spanking me as well honey
Deight Boccara: Doesn’t that hurt?
Boomquisha Jackson: a little honey
Boomquisha Jackson: but dont you dare stop
Deight Boccara: And re: the spanking Yeah hitting you is excellent
Deight Boccara: I wish I would hit Cat like that but she’d scratch me up soo bad
Boomquisha Jackson: want to do it again?
Deight Boccara: Do what? Hit your ass?
Deight Boccara: Oh yeah man poor your ass
Boomquisha Jackson: you like?
Boomquisha Jackson: … ahhh … ahhh
Boomquisha Jackson: … ahhh ….
Boomquisha Jackson: …. hhhaa … hhhaa … aaahh … ahhh … aaaahhh
Boomquisha Jackson: … ahh … ahhh …. ahha … ahhhh ….
Deight Boccara: Ok! I’ll stop hitting your ass!
Deight Boccara: Sorry that hurts!
Boomquisha Jackson: dont you dare stop
Deight Boccara: Ok I won’t stop hitting you
Boomquisha Jackson: that feels great
Deight Boccara: Man I hope you don’t bruise.
Deight Boccara: Hopefully you have buns of steel
Boomquisha Jackson: MMmmmmmmmm
Deight Boccara: Can we try another position?
Boomquisha Jackson: you bet honey
Boomquisha changes the position
Deight Boccara: Oh wow so that’s your face
Boomquisha Jackson: sure is honey, you like it?
Deight Boccara: I haven’t seen a face like that since Mr. Ed went off the air.
Deight Boccara: Man I loved Carol.
Boomquisha Jackson: oh god thats right honey, fuck me hard
Deight Boccara: I’m trying to do that!
Boomquisha Jackson: and it feels wonderful
Boomquisha Jackson arches her back and pushes herself down hard on your cock
Deight Boccara: Yeah! Posture be damned!
Boomquisha Jackson: hell yes
Boomquisha Jackson reaches down between us and starts to stroke your balls
Deight Boccara: Man you are treating my balls like those chinese hand massagers with the bells in them
Boomquisha Jackson: which one do you want to end in?
Deight Boccara: The face to face one
Boomquisha Jackson: Mmmmmmm, I like to look into your eyes as well honey
Deight Boccara: Yeah. Your eyes remind me of a beautiful landscape
Deight Boccara: You know, the ones on motivational posters
Deight Boccara: I think you are “Perserverance”
Boomquisha Jackson: I think you are great
Deight Boccara: I think you are too! Man what a great first time!
Boomquisha Jackson: thank you honey
Boomquisha Jackson: I hope you got sticky
Boomquisha Jackson giggles
Deight Boccara: I absolutely did!
Boomquisha Jackson: good
Deight Boccara: I did earlier today too. Don’t work at a glue factory
Boomquisha Jackson: roflmao
Boomquisha Jackson: I like that
Deight Boccara: Well I’m glad you had fun
Deight Boccara: Does your butt still hurt?
Deight Boccara: My hand is vicious
Boomquisha Jackson: not hurt honey, but it does tingle so wonderfully
Deight Boccara: Perhaps we can do this again later!
Boomquisha Jackson: well time to get dressed honey
Deight Boccara: Yep!
Boomquisha Jackson: I would love to
Deight Boccara: Have fun!
Deight Boccara: I have to go give my friend his penis back. I hope he doesn’t mind I used it
Deight Boccara: Seeya!

As for the sex, I think I need to practice way more. If you see me at a club, rest assured I will be trying to exchange money for some goods and services.

Helen Dayton: hmmm could be either
Deight Boccara: Greetings!
Helen Dayton: hello Deight
Deight Boccara: I’m Deight from the Internet, and I am interviewing people
Deight Boccara: Wanna be interviewed?
Helen Dayton: oh lol
nightmare1212 Knox: what would you like to know
Helen Dayton: yeah lol
nightmare1212 Knox: depents what you ask
nightmare1212 Knox: and from what webpage
Helen Dayton: sorry I was saying yeah what would you like to know
Helen Dayton: also depends on what you ask
Deight Boccara: Wow I am lagging really badly
Deight Boccara: Ugh
Deight Boccara: Anyways who are you people
nightmare1212 Knox: i am nightmare ;) nice to meet you
Helen Dayton: I’m um >checks tag< Helen Dayton ;-)
Deight Boccara: I know you are a second life mentor Heather
Helen Dayton: Heather? lol
Deight Boccara: And you are a Don, Nightmare
nightmare1212 Knox: yes i am
Deight Boccara: Don of what?
Deight Boccara: A mafia?
nightmare1212 Knox: mafia
Deight Boccara: Are you going to shoot me?
Deight Boccara: That’d be terrible
nightmare1212 Knox: no lol do i need too?
Helen Dayton: not unless you cause trouble
Helen Dayton: Giggles
nightmare1212 Knox: only if they ask for it
Deight Boccara: Helen how do you know causing trouble gets you shot?
Deight Boccara: Do you cause trouble?
Helen Dayton: well I know he would not shoot otherwise
Helen Dayton: dont go looking for trouble, just put an end to it
nightmare1212 Knox: we help out
nightmare1212 Knox: kill trouble makers on sl
Deight Boccara: You two are not partnered up. I should totally marry you two together
nightmare1212 Knox: we are not married
Helen Dayton: no :-)
nightmare1212 Knox: check profiles
Deight Boccara: I see you heather haven’t rezzed. Are you hiding from me, the journalist?!
Deight Boccara: ARE YOU HIDING THE TRUTH, EH HEATHER?!
Helen Dayton: erm…. my name is Helen
Deight Boccara: Oh. Right
Deight Boccara: I guess that’s why you haven’t rezzed
nightmare1212 Knox: ok going scan your for guns
nightmare1212 Knox: Deight Boccara
Scanner: Scanning Deight Boccara
Deight Boccara: I only have guns in my inventory
nightmare1212 Knox: your clean
Helen Dayton: thats good to know lol
Deight Boccara: Did you see my guns in the inventory? They are powerful
Popgun (drag onto yourself) whispers: Use Mouselook (press ‘M’) to shoot me.
Popgun (drag onto yourself) whispers: Choose ‘Detach’ from my menu to take me off.
nightmare1212 Knox: guns dont do much lol
nightmare1212 Knox: you can shoot me anytime
Deight Boccara: Like that gun. It is a killer
Deight Boccara: So what do you do in secondlife?
nightmare1212 Knox: have fun and injoy
Helen Dayton: yeah :-)
nightmare1212 Knox: mafia things i cant talk about
Deight Boccara: That’s a vauge and kinda misspelled answer
Deight Boccara: I was expecting like “Oh I play tringo for ages”
Helen Dayton: well English is not Night’s first language so spelling is pretty good
Deight Boccara: It’s not? What nation do you hail from Nightmare?
nightmare1212 Knox: dutch
Deight Boccara: Is that why you have numbers after your name?
nightmare1212 Knox: thats code to not forget my bday
nightmare1212 Knox: LMAO
Helen Dayton: lol
Deight Boccara: The 12th day of december or the 212th day of January?
nightmare1212 Knox: 12 dec
nightmare1212 Knox: where you working for
Deight Boccara: That is a crappy time to have a birthday
Deight Boccara: Everyone lumps your presents in with Christmas?
nightmare1212 Knox: oh no double fun
Helen Dayton: I’m sure he is used to it by now lol :-)
Helen Dayton: no they wouldn’t dare I don’t think
nightmare1212 Knox: i get enough
Helen Dayton: if anything like my mohter’s birthday lol
Deight Boccara: Awesome! Well thanks for journalizing with me!
nightmare1212 Knox: where are you working for?
Deight Boccara: I’ll put this chatlog on the website!
Deight Boccara: Thanks!
nightmare1212 Knox: link to the website
Helen Dayton: which website?
Deight Boccara: My website!
nightmare1212 Knox: link?
Deight Boccara: Seeya!
nightmare1212 Knox: seeya
Helen Dayton: ok bye :-)

This morning I was watching The Price is Right, and at the end of it Bob Barker called me into action by stating “Help Control the Pet Population: Have Your Pet Spayed or Neutered”. There’s nothing I love more than helping old people. I looked around, and found no SL veternarians to refer people to. I had to take these matters into my own hands. I had to go to Furnation and deball as many animals as I could.

I am not a doctor of animals however, so I have no idea how to properly do things. I am an engineer, though, so I’m very good at faking it. What I crafted was very simple. A machine lowers a giant rotating drill perched above the pet’s nether regions. With a push of a button, the drill lowers, pulling out the naughty bits efficiently. Surround the machine with some walls, and you have yourself a nice little cubicle! Awesome!

So I set out my little booth in Furnation’s sandbox, and slowly learned what should have been apparent to me in the first place. Noone wants to lose what was already there in the first place. No matter how hard I tried to advance my cause, the furries just stood there. I suppose it would be agast in awe as to the brilliance of my plan, I dunno. So, after about 30 minutes, I called my friend Kerian in to actually test my machine out. It worked perfectly. I feel almost bad for having him sacrifice his nads for science, (especially when all I told him was “sit on this ball!”), but someone needs to control the pet population.

I wonder who else has pets here in SL. Their population must be controlled. Bob says so.