Hosting, orgies and lies, Oh My

Okay, so I've hosted a fair bit in the last few days, helping out where I can, getting back in to the swing of things, re-introducing myself to the dirty fuckers who come to hear me, and yes, I enjoyed it. As always, stepping on to that stage, with the very distinct intention of making everyone as horny as possible fills me with such a rush... I can't fully explain it. I almost feel like a succubus, feeding off of the sexual energy of all those rock hard cocks and slippery little pussies.

And yes, this morning I participated in one of the sexy Zoey's orgies, can't help myself, the sounds that girl makes when she's cumming, I'd have to be dead not to get into it, lol.

So, I am admitting, in full view of whoever stumbles across my blog, I am a very bad girl at times. I absolutely love sex, and I have it whenever, where ever possible.

That said, I would like to take a moment and point out that the cocky fellow who's been going around this week telling people that he fucks me, one on one, in private, and on a regular basis, is full of shit. He is seriously not my type, as I typically go for big men with deep, gruff voices. They usually have at least a slight streak of evil, are often close to my own age, and most importantly, they have the brains to know that if they ever kissed and told, they'd never, ever get me back into bed again.

I rarely, if ever, do one on one sex with random strangers...And I said rarely, because it's been known to happen, but few and far between. It takes someone with skill to get me into a private call that isn't related to an auction date. And by skill, I include the smarts to know that while I might be bad, I'm not easy... unless of course I'm on that stage and you've approached me the right way, but then, that's not a private call now is it?

Dude, don't make me tell the world you're a teenager with a crush who obviously tried and failed. If I have one more person come to me with this story, your name will be all over sl as a dickless wonder by the end of the week.

For the rest of you, why not come by and find out for yourselves what it takes to turn sweet little Joey on.

So, I thought it was fixed

Back in May, I got my blog to work again and I thought Yippee, I can irritate yet more people, my day is rosy once more. And I went away for the weekend, come back, and it's back to being broken, along with my email... I swear I wanted to go find the people in the google office and be evil, and not in the fun way most people know me for.

I think they breathed a sigh of relief when I suddenly stopped sending the twice daily emails saying fix it, please, a happy Joey is a good thing.

Unfortunately, I stopped nagging the crap out of them cuz my life kinda imploded. Well, not so unfortunate in hindsight, since I'm in a much better place now, but I'm still super behind in everything because my life had to shift focus so dramatically.

On the upside, not only has my email and blog miraculously begun working once more, I've gotten my insane schedule under control. So, with everything back to hectic but do-able, and headed where I want it to, I will have time to blog once more.

In the meantime, Slippery dreams

OMG, they've finally fixed it...

Okay, long time no blog, but there's been something wrong with my blogger, and no one could figure out what it was but try as I might, I couldn't get the option to write a new post and today, I thought hmm, I'll look for the hell of it, and voila,m a shiny new post button. *licks it*.

Of course, I'm going away for the weekend, leaving in the morning, so I don't have time to catch everyone up on what's been happening so it'll have to wait til Monday, til then,

Slippery dreams.

So she's really a guy...

Okay Boys... I have some good news, and some bad news. Let's start with the good news... there is hope.

And now for the bad news. Before I begin, this is not about looks, but... if you look like this ...

and you say stuff like this...

Him: Hot ass

Her:  ummmm hello?
Him: Let's fuck

etc, etc, and that works for you, and you actually got sex... Congratulations, there's a 95% chance that you just fucked another guy.

For most women, that doesn't work. We like words. They don't have to be soft and sweet romance, though we like that too. But they do have to say more then "hey Baby, you're not worth the time it takes to speak to." So, if those cheap lines work for you, then either you fucked a guy, or a very dumb woman.

Food for thought? I thought so.

And tomorrows post... stay tuned for how to de-noob yourself on a budget.

Mmm, discoveries

Wow, what a week. Where do I start?

Okay, I'll begin with the bed, lol. As many people know by now, I'd decided to make my own bed, well, you know how bad the lag can get, and while the bed will be fab when I'm done, I'm still not done with the bastard.

I've had numerous offers of advice, help, was even given a new bed. The problem isn't with my building, etc, the problem was lag, and then on top of that, my wonderful, creative, evil friends who have tried to "help me" with pose setting. So I've gotten a little done, and got done a lot. lol I'll take picks of my bed, and the friends, at some point this week and post them.

No small parts...

Okay, so there was a casting call, Sleepy was looking for blue eyed blonds, which I just happen to be, so I went. I enjoyed the shoot, except for the crashing, which was my fault, I should have turned off some stuff, like accepting pics, notecards, etc, and my friends on/offline notifications. But I forgot, and they were a busy lot that day, lol, crashed me twice passing me stuff and logging in and out.

Anyway, here is the vid, Enjoy.

I had fun making it, though I didn't know I was gonna later be a momma.

Photoshoot with Dean

Okay, so I got distracted. I will confess now I will periodically do this, have a few days in between blog posts. My rl gets unexpectedly hectic, which I am sure you know all about.

I managed to go through the pics Dean took and pull a dozen or so of my favorites and put them up on flicker, you can  See them here

I'll pop one in here, because I can.

Go peek, you know you wanna.

Joey