Part 6 of 6
The grandfather clock chimed, time resumed, and the air started to clear of energy and magic. The only remnant of what transpired was the faint smell of sweat and sex. The rooms candles lit up and Zoë stood up, the wand in her hand, her face flush, her body covered in perspiration. She ran her hand between her legs, felt her mound, and let out a sigh of relief.
Zoë’s eyes focused on her friend as her back was turned towards her. She looked at her hand, where the wand was secured and held it up not saying anything, The room buzzed and whirred, the clock struck again.
Coral heard movement, and felt the room shift. She looked over her shoulder. Her eyes went wide, and she started to run fast towards the door, her hat fell back, gripping it she darted out with speed, only to feel a warm fizzle and pop around her. She stopped in her tracks and looked down, were a hard pulsing cock looked up at her.
Written by Zoë Willows
Edited by Kimmi Skye
Part 5 of 6
Tongue lashed and breath warmed as Zoë’s tongue slid inside Coral. She caressed the round hips and buttocks, her mouth kissing as her tongue probed as deep as it could go. The taste much like her own when she was not magically altered, was familiar yet strange, never in her right mind would she imagine licking someone else's nether lips. She fet the small contractions from her friend. Her own body reacted to Coral’s licks and suckles. She fought the urge to release, her curiosity on how it would feel spinning around her mind, she wondered how long this magical appendage would stay, she is afraid she will like the release too much.
Coral opened her mouth wide devouring the warmth, her tongue flicked around the leaking gland, the taste bitter and tangy. She moaned around the girth. Her body shook in spasms as she felt the tongue lash and flick inside her. She rolled her hips over Zoë’s face, her body melted to the pleasure, her folds and walls numb from the hard pounding she received. Coral popped off the cock with a wet lewd pop and turned her head over her slender shoulder.
“Don’t hold back… go ahead.. Let me taste it.” She pleaded.
Zoë let out a huf, her breathing hitched. She was unsure, her body was close to giving out, her muscles all tense and spasming, as she held onto the edge, she grumbled out words of pleasure, and tried to fight it a little more, her mouth suckled and kissed the soft puffy folds trying to distract herself from release. Her heart pounded in her chest, her rugged moans escaped her mouth as the electricity pinged through her nerves, the words of her friend driving her crazy, making her head spin, her penis started to throb and bulge deep inside Coral’s mouth. Not sure if she could hold out much longer she dug her fingers into Coral’s cheeks and grunted her body spasmed, her joints locked in place, the fire welling in her loins boiled over like hot lava into Coral’s mouth.
Coral’s eyes went wide as the warm seed shot into her mouth, it’s so thick and vast, it shot out the sides of her mouth. The member popped out of her mouth still ticking and spraying all over her face, her makeup in total ruin. She felt Zoë squirm and cry out in pleasure. Her body rose as her friend arched her back underneath her. Her own body gave in, and she clutched the penis in her hand as it relaxed and started to calm. As soon as she climaxed, she felt the air give out around her, and it fizzled around the magical appendage. Swirling around, the penis disappeared exposing Zoë’s clean and un-altered mound. Coral lifted herself up, her legs weak and numb, her body giving small aftershocks. She looked down at Zoë. Her friend eyes closed, her chest rising and falling, her body a bit pale as if drained of all energy. She sighed and grabbed her hat, remembering that her clothes were zapped away by a spell, and she lacked any energy to cause them to form. She stepped over Zoë and started to gather her thoughts. She misplaced the wand and tried retrace her steps. She gave up with a shrug and started to walk towards the door.
Written by Zoë
Edited by Kimmi Skye
Part 4 of 6
Hunger and need took over, the moments they shared so close and steady, the kisses, the heavy petting like two energies converging as one. The room dimmed as the candles flickered out, energy snapped around them, a calm wind giving kisses to their tender sensitive flesh causing them both to involuntary shiver. Sharing this moment together, the taboo magical transformation digging into the desires they both have been neglecting, the static suddenly popped sending off electric waves and spasms, all adding to the excitement.
Coral curled her hips upward moving her buttocks off the desk to meet the pelvis of Zoë. They both panted, the tip of the ridged gland finally pushed inside, splitting the lips slowly, the shock radiated in their loins. Coral wrapped her arms around Zoë’s shoulders, legs wrapped around hips pulling Zoë deeper inside her. Zoë let out a cry, not understanding this intensity, the strangeness, the hunger, it’s not what she was used to, almost an animalistic need to just breed, and release inside her friend, a need never before explored or triggered before the magic spell. This was her friend, her roommate, never had such thoughts crossed her mind, and now, it was all she could focus on.
Inching in closer and deeper, the suction of Coral’s sex enveloped Zoë, they both shared a kiss their breasts pressed together, then suddenly without warning Zoë pulled out of Coral, and spun her around with preternatural strength, bending over the tiny frame while grabbing her hips, Zoë slid in from behind with a wet squelching pop claiming her tight sex as her own. Zoë moved her hips, curling and gliding in and out of the tightness, she curled her toes as the heat in her expanded outward.
‘This is your fault!” Zoë cried out.
“You could have just made it go away, and now look at you.”
With each word Zoe’s voice is clipped by her pushing motion as they collided together.
Growling turning her head her mouth in a smile of grand pleasure.
“Oh...nnnnggghhh.. I am not complaining.” Coral moaned.
The sounds and smells of sex filled the small spell-room, echos of the bodies slapping, soft moans of pleasure bounced off the walls, eddies of sparks and magic twirled around the girls, the sexual energy crackling, stimulating both girls, syphoning and extracting this unorthodoxed sexual power feeding their sex.
Zoë could feel her loins gain pressure, a warm buzz bloomed from her prostate, trialing through her tesitcles, and finding a home at the tip of her gland. Like a soft warm glow, a pulsing ebb and flow of pleasure. The girls remained silent, caught in the moment, the occasional sigh, moan, or whimper escaping their lips. Beads of sweat formed on Zoë’s brow, her chest shone with perspiration as she grunted and shoved herself in deep. Unwilling to give into her release she rode the edge, making an inner struggle to maintain her stamina and hardness. Pulling out and laying on the floor exhausted, her legs numb and strained, she laid back and pulled Coral over the top of her, her face meeting the messy wet sex of Coral, and she felt her tip kissed and licked. The two friends engaged mouth to sex.
Written by Zoë Willows
Edited By Kimmi Skye
Part 3 of 6
Coral could smell Zoë, she wanted to taste her. Her eyes gazed into the others eyes and her own breath cascaded down the shaft and pelvis of Zoë. Arching her back Coral let out a shaking sigh, and moved closer, planting a soft little kiss on the tip of the gland. Felling the reaction she kept her focus, and slid her tongue over the tip of the head, rolling it slowly in a circle She moaned, the salty flavor giving her sexual desire amplifications of need. She pulled back, creating a thin strand of mixed saliva and pre-ejaculate. She wiggled her fingers again and a bright light formed on her fingers that turned into a fireworks display of sparkles. Her voice a low chant.
Her clothes turned into flashes of light and fizzled out in sparks. These sensations of her kisses and tongue lashings changed the demeanor of her classmate. She felt Zoë move a bit, lifting her long leg on the grimoire pedestal, her heel catching the corner to keep her stable. With a whimsy chortle Coral opened her mouth pushing the flared tip into her mouth. She felt it enter her, her mouth a trap, suckling tightly, a small suction of vacuum trapping the flesh in her mouth.
Zoë blurted out as her legs turned to jelly, feeling Coral’s mouth envelope her new appendage. This new sex of hers drew power, a sensitive shock to her system, that ran along her nerves like a spindle on tight needles touching each pore in her body. Coral’s mouth went further and further, until her nose pressed into Zoe’s pelvis, her tongue lashed out and curled under the shaft and flicked over the soft skin of Zoë’s ballsack. Both girls now entranced by the magic, by the lust, and the need, the solitary and strict rules of the Coven all escaped and they both enjoyed this calculated situation manifested by Coral. Running her fingers between her thighs, Coral rubbed her soft petals, already puffy and glistening with her honey, her back arched as her body reacted. She bobbed her head in and out sucking on the hardness in an erratic motion, as if she could not get enough. She paused a bit, her mouth and chin covered in saliva , her finger deep inside herself as she squirmed on the floor.
‘Zoë pulled away from Coral’s mouth and grabbed her wrist.
“Come… you wanted this… “
Sprawling her arm over the desk in one swoop, knocking over most of the brick-a-brack that occupied real estate. Looking over at Coral, she cupped her pert breast in her hand and laid her lips on hers. Moving between her legs spreading Coral with her knee she moved in and kissed deeper, pressing her body against hers, not entering her just the two sexes touching in the whirlwind of kisses and caresses. Time stood still, the ambient sounds dissipated and both of the girls focused on each other, the taste, the smells, the touches all creating their own timelessness.
Written by Zoë Willows
Edited by Kimmi skye
Part 2 of 6
Zoë opened her eyes. The flutter of white and purple stars floated up and dissipated around her, smoke rose from her body and her skin raised in goose bumps. She felt her panties tight and digging into her hips. The tug of her pelvis confusing, her eyes adjusted to the dim candle lit room after the magic flash faded, and she noticed why her panties are so tight.
“Coral!” her voice cracked.
Nodding her head Coral put her fingers to her chin and sized up her creation.
“I can’t go out like this! How long does this last?” Zoë shrieked.
Her panties stretched tight by the magically grown member, it’s thickness pulsed and extended out of the top of of the waistline. Confusion and anxiety swept over Zoë as she felt strange and foreign tingles in her stomach like butterflies trying to escape, their movements like prickling fire extending down her groin, fingers and toes . She wanted to hide in a corner and be left alone, her emotions and fear starting to muddy her thoughts. After assessing the new appendage Coral sauntered over, whistling and biting her lower lip, twirling the wand in her hands almost in a trance.
“Well I did not expect that to work so well.” She said.
Coral extended her hand and poked the exposed penis; it wobbled it’s hardness almost unnatural. She noticed it moved right back in place and she clucked her tongue over the roof of her mouth. She tossed her hat to the floor and combed her hair out of her face with her trembling fingers. She looked up at Zoë smiling a bit aloof.
“I wonder how long it lasts.” she started to wiggle her fingers and chant ’”Disperto Underwearito” Zoë’s panties and bra disappeared with a soft melodic pop.
“No.. stop.. Just reverse it please. I don't want to have... this.. thing.”
Coral shaked her head as her hand softly caressed and examined the fleshy gland. It twitched in response, and she felt the warmth spread over her palm as she wrapped her delicate fingers around its girth.
“I don’t think it will go away on it’s own… maybe… I should try to make it go down?” she said, running the thumb over the tip in small circles feeling a wet pearl escape the small sensitive slit. Coral licked her lips as she coated the gland with her thumb. Zoë shook and let out a hitched moan but fought the pleasure and pushed corals slender hands away.
“No just let it go away with the spell.” She argued.
Coral ignored her protests and grabbed Zoë’s wrist to prevent her from pushing her away a second time. Her other hand found its way back to the now engorged penis. The head shone with the escaping fluids. Coral’s hand stroked it towards herself, the fingers tight and firm around Zoë. This troubled Zoë, these odd sensations alien to her body. She shook a bit, not used to the sensitivity of an external appendage, finally she let out a soft moan of betrayal. Coral heard the soft moan and grinned wickedly feeling her warmth between her legs radiate, soaking the fabric of her underwear. She cocked her head as an idea invaded her mind. A smile spread over her face and she looked into Zoë’s eyes, seeing the mixture of pleasure and confusion. Coral got to her knees slowly still stroking and looked up with a deep hunger.
Written by Zoë
Edited By Kimmi Skye
Part 1 of 6
The students quietly crept towards the head mistresses' spell room against their best judgment. Both moving slow as floorboards creaked and groaned as their feet shuffle along corridor. They slithered past the library, careful not to bump into anything in the dark. They exited through the north, breaking away to a narrow hallway leading to the seldom-used spell room. This room was rumored to hold the object the girls risked breaking curfew to see. With a quick look behind them, one of the students extended her hand to open the door. With little resistance, it clicked with a loud metal pop. Their eyes grew wide with surprise and they looked at each other as the heavy door creaked open , without hesitation the girls scuttled quickly through the threshold and closed the door quietly behind them.
Stale air wafted past them, the pungent odors a combination of old leather and dust-covered books invaded their senses, causing one to sneeze. The blonde-haired student wrinkled her face as they made their way to the desk. The dark haired student moved over to light the candle with a flick of her fingers. With a click and snap the candles alight.
“I found it… Over here. On the desk. It’s in this hollowed out book.” Coral said quietly. As she fumbled with the book.
With a tumble, the book opened and the small wooden wand bounced off the floor. The blonde knelt under the desk, picking it up all giggles and snickers.
“Let’s see” The blonde mumbled.
She took aim with the wand, zeroing in on the ornate grandfather clock, and mumbled something under her breath. A red spark shot from the wooden wand, and moved thunderously towards the clock. It was now surrounded by a red nimbus glow buzzing with magic and energy, the bells tolled in a melodic chime, but it did not last, the magic pops making the clock bobble back and forth frantically until it stops dead. The red magical glow dimmed as if clock was never disturbed.
“Coral why the heck did you do that?” The tall dark haired girl said, holding her hands on her hips.
“I thought we were here to get the wand to play a joke on Rose… Not shoot it at a clock to get us caught.” She scolded.
Coral spun around and looked over at her companion.
“Zoë hush your face, I was just making sure this was the right one.”
With a devilish grin, Coral pointed the wand towards Zoë, and chanted loudly.
The white energy snapped, making the room silent, and before Zoë could protest, she felt the energy surge through her body. Her eyes closed and she shivered as the electricity rattled her spine. Her skin prickled with goosebumps and the static popped around her ears. Coral’s eyes went wide, and she let out a gasp.
Written by Zoë willows
Edited by Kimmi Skye
I have been a busy Bee” Buzzzz” the last two weeks. I got my first sponsorships for Flickr, and I have been working hard to produce “artsy’ yet commercial images. It has made me organize many ideas, and tackle some logistics…. This is a challenge for me... Since most of the companies and designers have different rules. I have a cheat sheet as to what needs to happen when I post. So far, the system is working, and I have been delighted, I would prefer to focus more on the images rather than the logistics, so streamline is key. It is nice to have the challenge and it lets me try new things and angles I tend not to use or think of on my own. I am going to take a moment and do a spotlight on the first three Sponsors Aii Ugly and Beautiful, Venge/Vengeful Thread, and Zombie Suicide. The other two are very new “Anny’s Fashion” has so many cool outfits, I can’t wait to start brainstorming on ideas, and “Inspiration” is a quarterly event in-world, and as soon as I get a an idea of items I will work on an outline of ideas for a few sets. The theme this round is “Cher: Leather & Lace” which works since Emah, and Trinity think I resemble Cher sometimes. I have been talking to Pink Rayne and discussing ideas, she is the organizer for the Blog HUB Group in SL as well as Inspiration. It is hard not to get excited from her attitude and enthusiasm, Pink gave me a link to the showroom, and it look so damn cool. I am excited for you all to see it.
The Shutterbug is very much twirling around me. My great friend Kimmi Skye Has really let her creative wings fly. She started her own blog I look forward to her posts daily, she is much more disciplined than I am when it comes to actual blog posts. She and I bounce ideas, collaborate a lot with pictures, and are always critical of each other’s work… In a good way. I love seeing her grow and expand her ideas, and with each image she makes it gets better and better. I am proud of her, and I know she struggles with being her own worst critic but she is amazing. So check out her stuff, see the transitions, and perv how awesome she is at making her avatar look fucking stunning.
It has been a very weird summer and with the slow change to autumn, I cannot help but feel excited. It has been exactly one year Trinity and I started to rekindle our friendship, and love for each other. Our relationship has had its difficulties of course, and it is safe to say we have had long breaks between. In the end, what matters is I need her, and she needs me. We get each other, and sometimes we lose track of that and let emotions get in the way. I giggle and smile because I know she is there for me, when I need her. So yes, this time of year is my favorite. Mild cold nights, the smell of burning fires, the taste of warm tea as I sit outside reading a book. It also reminds me of that simple little email from trinity, that sparked our flame. So remember to enjoy your time and take in the fresh autumn air and be thankful for those around you and have in your life.
Below I will go over the sponsors and show off a little.
Until Next time
- Zoë Willows
+Aii The Ugly & Beutiful
Aii U&B makes some of the wickedest stylish clothing, accessories and body parts (Skins Heads, and whatever else you can think of). They have been around for a long time in SL, and I remember browsing their old store, and just in awe of the quality. Four years ago if I was asked if I was going to work for, and or talk to Aii I would think you are nuts. Aii is a sweetheart, one of the nicest owners I have spoken with, and she is supportive, and cool with creatively doing your own thing. Ego the blogger manager is stunning, professional and very helpful. I have done quite a bit of pictures with their stuff even before sponsorship. The Friday morning when their “Dragon Brothers” gacha released for the Arcade. I had the photo set all ready and I snapped this shot as soon as I heard the cling in my inventory for my blogger package. After the dust settled for the weekend, I was talking to Aii, and she was so honored and excited seeing all of her creations on Flickr, blogs, and in-world. It felt nice to be part of that and share in her experiences, and I am thankful for her trust to do so.
Check out their store by clicking their logo
VENGE/Vengeful Threads has been great to work with I have done a few shots for them already, and I have used their makeup before so I knew I would have great ideas. They have a basic makeup to extravagant and crazy dark cool stuff. They also make some sweet accessories and clothes. I have been working with Arcadia the blogger manager a bit, picking her brain for ideas, they need and special items they want to display. It was an absolute warm welcome form all the staff and owner. I have already done three shots for them, the last one fits into my “darker’ goth-cyber looks I tend to post.
Click on their logo to go to their MP.
What can I not say about Zombie Suicide? I have had a few of their markups, and accessories and have had them in shots and I always love their consistency. The latest Pandora’s Box mask is awesome. Isis the owner is a darling and super fun to work with. I have a nice shot of her new shoes on Flickr, as well as the one I posted here. I already have three postings for ZS and I have so many more ideas. She is creatively open and a pleasure to work with her. Go for reals!!! check out the store, so many cool things! I really like the ball gag, I was tempted to do something with it first but I am waiting for a great idea.
Click on the ZS logo for the storefront.
Summer is officially over for me. Back in the swing of the crazy RL. Summers tend to be very busy with many RL activities so I had to strike a balance. Therefore, I had to put off posting on the blog for a little bit. I had to choose my battles. I still did lots of Flickr post, and able to capture many fun images and ideas I have been spinning in my head. I find it very cathartic to capture ideas that spring up in my mind and try to make them come to life... so to speak.
I did a bit of shifting of gears in my post on flickr, I made a big jump to show my love for cyberpunk and Sci-Fi. I created a new avi. I came up with the concept of a new type of alien race that resembles an elf. I call the race Boche. The Boche are tall, lean and have pointed ears. They excel in science and technology, but are but have below average combat skills. That's kind of the cliff-notes version, but I am working out a race Bio on the different aliens in my universe. I will post the bios here for sure, and maybe a separate WIKI.
This summer was fun and filled with lots of excitement. I went on an impromptu cruise to Mexico, and spent most weekends at the zoo or in water. It is all starting to wind down and I can finally breathe a bit of routine. During the cruise since you can do three things while on the ship, eat, swim, or nap. I decided to pick up a new series to read. I started the first of “The Expanse” series “Leviathan Wakes” by James S. A. Corey. I was blown away and blasted through it so fast I had nothing to read the last day of the cruise. I highly recommend it, there is also a TV series based on the books that is damn good as well. I will not get into the story; just know that it is something to give a chance.
This post is going to be brief, but expect Thursday to be my posting day of the week for the blog. I will not be so scatter brained and each post will focus on a single thought or idea. I will see you in world!
It has been a while! Summer is here full swing tis why my blog has been ghost. I have to choose photo-shoots or words, and I am lazy so I pick the shoots.
Many things have happened. The passing of Chris Cornell a little under a week after I saw him with Soundgarden live. It was surreal and I am still in shock over it honestly. I had been a very big part of my coming of age years and was one of my first adventures of musical independence.
When I was a young pre-teen, my father would take me to spend my bi-weekly allowance. We decided to go to Sam Goody so I can purchase the new “Boys 2 Men” album (Tape). I shit you not… However when I walked in with my dad, this loud screeching guitars followed by a wail from heaven. It was Soundgarden. I walked further in and saw the “Now Playing” display, and it had the Sound Garden Badmotorfinger case, and poster. I pointed my little finger over at the display. With a timid little voice I spoke to my dad “That… that is what I want.”. His look was something of shock and maybe pride. His only response was.” It’s pretty hard Zoe”. A few minutes later, I got into my dad’s car shoving the tape in with excitement and jammed out. Thus started my change in musical taste and desire to learn to play and love music.
So thank you Chris for lighting that spark inside me.
As a small little tribute, my bestie Kimmi and I did a little shot to celebrate his music and life.
The Birthday Massacre
On a bright note with music. My favorite synth-goth rock band “The Birthday Massacre” released their new album this month, and let me tell you it is on fucking point! The Song from the album title “Under Your Spell” speaks to me dearly! I would recommend at least listen to that song if not the whole album.
My favorite little bit.
“I know now
You can only hurt me because I let you get to know me so well
I know now
I love you because only you can turn my heaven to hell”
That verse is fucking on I was like.. ohhh shit! (Sorry nerding out)
Second Life Shenanigans
My SL has been laid back which is a nice change. Of course, I have met a few fun people, and hang with a few of my dear friends but beyond that. I have been setting up photo sets, poses, and lighting. Which can seem boring but it is great fun for me. I get an IM am once and a while from my friend.” Zoe, you are quite... Which means… You are sexing it up.” I usually respond with “Nah Bitch, I am working on a set… “ and her response is always “Damn... There you go running my fantasies”. It’s silly moments like this, that make my day.
My Flickr has been abuzz with my new “Sci-fi” chain of pictures. I really love the look and feel good about these shots. It is nice to be inspired again. I have so much fun stuff to shoot with in the theme of cyberpunk/sci-fi my mind is going wild with ideas.
Real Life Mumbo-Jumbo
On the Real Life side, things have been crazy; summer is always crazy time for my friends and family. We are always running around and enjoying the weather when we can. We had a huge storm Friday and the winds broke the top half of my front yard tree. Saturday I spent all day chopping it up with a chain saw, and loading it and dumping it to a reserved site. I have muscles I never thought I had that are hurting… still!
Well I should head out I have to pack, clean, and get stuff in order for my vacation this weekend. I am heading out to Mexico for a week. I will not be on SL, or Flickr, or anything for a week starting this Saturday. So be safe, have fun and always smile.
Wow where did this week go!!??? RL has handed me a can of whoop-ass this week, not been “on” much in SL. It is finally nice out here, and of course I get sun burned during Saturdays Cinco de Mayo parade. Damn thing lasted three hours and my neck and ears got a beating. It has tanned over now, as I spent a lot of time lubing my skin with Hempz & Aloe.
Been perving a lot of Flickr since I am not in world a lot this week, and I guess there must be some sort of pose & set event because I am starting to see a lot of the pre-fab sets and poses on Flickr. I do not think this is a bad thing at all, I rather find it pretty damn cool. To see different styles in the same scenery really is something to marvel. It would be cool to have a contest or event, where everyone poses and uses the same background, for like a charity or some holiday, I think that would be awesome. Sell the Set and pose and all proceeds go to charity. I might have to figure something out.
The time I did spent in-world, I took down my old skybox, and set up a new one. Building and furnishing took a majority of my time. I took a few NSFW pictures as well, of course. So here is to a new chapter I guess. I still need to rez and make the “Game Room” soon.” However, I have not had the time. We will see about Saturday.
I have a busy weekend ahead of me too, but next week will slow down, so I am excited about that. Super stoked for the Soundgarden concert tonight, about to go wild! Then back to more yard work and adulating, but at least I will have fun tonight.
Posted some new pictures on Flickr, some naughty shots of my friends, some single shots of me… of course. So please check them out! I did not upload a lot this week, as I did not do many shots; my goal is to do at least 5-7 shoots next week. We will see, if you want to model let me know in world or send me an IM on Flickr.
Have a great weekend bishes!!
So I have been favoring the poorly died white-trash/trailer-park chic look. I have always been a brunette but it is nice to change it up a bit, I sport the dark roots and all! It coincides with my new head, I decided to put a hold on my cute/sassy Catwa “Catya” head, in favor for the classically pretty, and elegant Lelutka “Cloe”. I am finding the transition very satisfying, I am in love with the head, and it takes such great shots.
I am rocking the whole trailer park look, not just for the sleaziness of it... I have been spending a lot of time at the newly rezzed “:AFK:Red Light District Katoey Shemale F*** Market:”, I cannot help but feel naughty to be used there. It is strange I am generally used to bottoming during sexy time, but I was quite surprised when I put a peener on at the AFK place that nine times out of ten I am doing the naughty pushing. It has been fun, when I am not actually “AFK” been chatting up other “whores” and have gotten to know the owner. The whore to client ratio is all fuckered up, but it is still fun. I get IMs from the girls if I am working, usually giving me a play by play, and rating the length, and time of my exploits while in sleep. So you can come see me in world, if I am not 100% behind the avi I am there usually there on a bed.
I am sure I will change my look here again soon but for the most part I am happy with it, and love playing the trashy role as of late. It has also given me great ideas for photo sets and themes. I would really like to do more with it, but I have to take one project at a time.
Current Photo Project
So to start off my blog with a bit of philosophy and negativity does not really make a good first impression, but the last 24 hours I have spent a lot of time in a deep pit of sadness. I need to move-on; I need to put this out in the universe.
Last night I lost my best friend. No she did not pass away, but it does feel like a loss of extraordinary measure. We have always had our difficulties; she is one of a select few I have completely blurred my SL and RL. I fell in love with her and eventually morphed that love into a deep friendship, because we could not sustain a healthy relationship in SL. We always had period of silence before to heal, we have fought hundreds of times and loved thousands. I am a stubborn bitch, and she can be very tenacious while upset. We were a chaos storm, even if the world is calm and bright.
I am not without flaws…. I know my weakness. I tend to be brash, stubborn, and I seek attention, usually wanting to be at the center of said attention. I wear my heart on my sleeve and I give too many damn chances to those who do not deserve them. Sometimes I focus on others feelings more than my own, and last night made me realize that sometimes…. despite the truth, despite others feelings I need to stop giving these chances, and stop trying to reason and rationalize with those who cannot/refuse to help themselves.
To intentionally hurt those you” love’ with words, that you know cut deep, and know have a history with said person SL & RL, then using it to harm a person is hateful, manipulative and not fair... To use someone’s “buttons” to harm them intentionally just out of anger or self-destruction is not healthy. I worry, for my friend…. Because she is driving all those away who care for her, and not with little jagged wedges but with atomic level words and actions that triggers a maelstrom of vitriol & hatefulness with whom she called ”Friends”. My friend has had these outbursts before, and has cut me deep in the past; she promised it would never happen again, so I gave her that chance. It just so happened the last chance was the most hurtful.
“You will be reminded each day of what you could have had with me.” These words do not have the desired effect when she spoke them to me last night; they give me assurance and strength that I made the right choice. Her words will no longer ring in my ears. Because the true colors came out, and I am glad for the truth. I made my choice, to let her go romantically in fear of not being able to supports her needs. But her steadfast ways to prove what I was missing backfired on her.. I know what I am missing.. This pit in my stomach, the knot of fear and anger in my belly since this behavior began three weeks ago… it was gone this morning. Her words only proved my fears and it enlightens those around her that she can only blame for so long before taking responsibility of her instability and insecurity.
I can no longer be the vessel for her suffering; I can no longer be the blame. I cannot spiral down her rabbit hole that she slowly hollows out until the bottom is breached. I can no longer sit idle as the abuse comes down relentlessly…. Not just on me, but those around her…
So my “friend” please explore the unknown and take the risk… abandon the past, and your suffering. Put one foot in front, with small but progressive strides. Take responsibility for your actions, and your words. Open your eyes to the truth -it is not those around you creating a distance/disturbance, but your own self-destruction. May you find peace, for this is my last goodbye.
“People have a hard time letting go of their suffering. Out of a fear of the unknown, they prefer suffering that is familiar.” - Thich Nhat Hanh
Next post will be happier and m rein theme of what I want for my new blog.
This is the crossing of the wicked and divine. My subset of moods and expression. There are no themes here only my flights of fancy. Sensuality, sexuality, romance, fashion, to pornographic- I strive for nothing and express everything.