As Sheraka I go to Rocky Valley High School. I have fun at school. No, I am not a cheerleader nor am I particularly interested in science or maths. I converted the campus in my own personal sex playground. Actually Rocky Valley High has that sort of reputation.
In the Storage Room
My favorite is showing new potential students around. It starts usually pretty harmless. For example I might meet the a student in the bistro, right at the entrance. After a bit of chit chatting I would offer:
“Hey come I show you around, you will love it at Rocky Valley High”.
Being a small celebrity in Second Life has it’s downsides.
No, I am not talking about stalkers, nor about fan-mail. I actually enjoy the later. It is also totally fine with me, when my readers say hello when they see me on the grid. I met some nice people that way even made friends.
So what are you talking about you might wonder.
Well, let me put it this way: When I first started this blog, stories developed naturally. I met people and things happened which were the basis for my story in Second Life Adventures. Nowadays that is not as easy as it used to be, simply because:
Whenever I think I must have seen it all somebody comes around the corner with something even more weird than anything I have seen before in Second Life.
This time it was my friend Toni. He showed me a very strange region. A typical „what the fuck?“ region. A very busy place actually, hence the reason first thing I did was renting this adboard available there. I have my priorities, you know.
I did not post anything here for more than 4 weeks. Sorry for that. The reason being is for one that I got very busy in real life. I accepted a new job which is rather demanding.
That doesn’t mean I haven’t been in Second Life at all. But the few adventures I had in this time, are not special or exciting enough to write about them. That’s what I think at least.
I had quite a bit of sex this week end. Well, when you go and explore adult regions, you want to try whats on the plate there right?
It started in front of Franks Premier Jazz Club. There was a guy sitting there. He said hello. I asked him why the heck he is sitting there instead of going into the club.
„Not dressed for it, and not in the mood for it“, he said.
First of all because we hardly ever used the old SLA Media presence. Having an impressive building just for having it and paying a lot of money every week doesn’t really make sense.
Secondly, I wanted something a bit more cool. Something that looks like a porn start up. Not something corporate, super-professional. Said and done (I am like that). I got a small parcel on Zindra, the adult continent. Actually not far away from the previous parcel. I did rent that from the same real estate company.
This happened when I was investigating this AFK camping place, a region where girls leave there avatars on poseballs whilst they are actually away from keyboard (AFK) and do other things. They leave their pixel dolls for everone to use for pixel-porn.
My regular readers (both) certainly remember my recent post about child pornography and pedophile behavior in Second Life. I actually announced in the comments back then, that I was tempted to look deeper into this scene. And write about it.
I was a bit hesitant at first. But hey, good journalists walk on dangerous grounds too. Of course, it would be rather silly to go and conduct interviews as Caroline Resident. No chance to get anywhere near the truth.
A job for one of my numerous ALTs.
You have seen her before on here in various disguises. Reanimated her and a few changes later she became the perfect bait. I think in the scene it’s actually called jail bait.
In case you are wondering, why there haven’t been any new stories recently: I have been busy.
With two things mainly. First and foremost I was spening time with Kioke. I am sure you remember. We had quite some fun times with our common hobbies such as water sports in Second Life.
No, not that kind. Naughty you! It is jet ski I am talking about. And sailing.
I am not sure what Cathy gonna think, when she reads this.
Maybe something down those lines: Oh my god, I have seen this coming, but Carol, hands off the models please, do not fish in your own pond“. One must not have divine abilities to foresee what Uwe will think about this: „I want to fuck the little blond one too.“
