confusing lol
nOk so i think i have my schedule its just that i had to write it up in american time which is kinda confusing for me lol....i hope i got it right u know im blonde,so basicly in australian TIME..i work TUESDAYS-8pm-12am,THURSAYS-10am-2pm-BREAK--10pm-2am--SAT and SUN 11am-9pm...confusing right lol oh well u guys will get use my pattern i hope....but please send me a email what times work for u my fav boys ..i love having u all there so if u cant catch me on these times ill change it up a bit..ok nc u guys tomorrow xxx
Dont hate-just want to get it right..
Fuck i feel bad i only ever wanted to make a schedule so my boys can get something a little more stable in there lifes like i said before in my last blog ,i hate the fact u boys wait on me..or never know when im cuming on or logging out-iam very rude when i say one thing and do another..i need to get this right for everyone so im going to spred my time out...TUESDAYS-6pm-2am--thurdays ill do split shifts morning 9am-BREAK-then 10pm start finish when i want....SAT and SUN 11am-9pm......THIS is what ill do this over the next week PLEASE send me a email if u cant get me on these times..im really easy to jump on when u need me...i feel having a structure and time off will make me more lively and fun for u boys...i wish i could put in as much hours as i use to.but in the long run im going to look tired and worn out and burn out..u boys want ur camgirl fresh and ready to go..last thing i want for myself is to get fucked out lol...i need all u naughty boys,i only want to make u all happy and be perfect in everyway..i never want to make anyone feel bad just happy and horny thats it ;)...trust when i say i NEED u more then u NEED me !!! ;) xxxx
hmmm i changed my mind lol
Ok this is it lol ive thought really long and hard over the last day .. and im just not liking my idea of the new schedule its just not gonna work,I have to get serious now an think of my health i dont want to burn out on cam or visa versa u fav boys get sick of seeing this ass lol...ok so im making a REAL schedule and sticking to it....ok so after 4 months of non stop caming and hardly any sleep ive realized i need to have days off caming to refresh and get shit done lol...sometimes quality wins over quantity..so in saying all that this ...ill only do 4 days a week..my tuesdays starts will be 8pm..thursays saturdays and sundays..ill start at my 9am which is ur naughty boys night time...i would hope to do my 8 hours with only quick breaks in between but it all depends my boys ill stay for as long as they can handle me ;)..but im sure there will be times that u boys will want to c me in ur morning time or my australian lovers want to see me at night so at times ill come on at night if u get lucky lol but ill tweet and let u guys know way before hand....One of the biggest reasons for this is i feel really bad for being unrealiable i say ill be back in one hour and im 3 i hate i make u guys wait on me....its my roster ill stick to it from now on promise ;)..that way all my fav boys can see me all at once i love u guys so much,,thanks for sticking by me .. remember life is hectic lol ,changes all the time but the one thing i want to be in your life is someone stable someone that never leaves and someone that is always there for u ... ok so tomorrows my day off lol just check my schedule haha..ill c u boys my 9am saturday..
Changing schedule
Ok boys im really trying to get this right ..i want to try and get on a schedule lol so u boys can plan ur days around me ;)...so far ive been starting at 9am doing the whole day..then latley ive started at 1am doing slit shifts 4 hours on 4 hours off,its working pretty good,who need sleep anywayz lol...my goal would be to do 4 hours in the morning 'american-time' and then 4 hours at night...so ill start my time 10am -2pm then BREAK then start at my 10 pm to 2am..but u know me ill change it up all the time sometimes ill just do all day or all night hehe just want ever i feel at the time,i just want all my boys with me ...Im also hating this winter time so fucking cold so ill be stuck in one room with the heater on most of the time,all i want is to always be entertaining NEVER boring or repetitive,boys cum and go but the ones that mean something will never go anywhere they are the reason why i wake with a smile on my face seeing them means everything to me now..so yeah i just want to thank u boys for putting up with my constant crazy changing timetable ;)xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
things gonna change
Where has the last 4 months gone..holly shit ive done nearly a thousand hours on cam.thats hectic lol..thats a lot of talking and fucking,i seriously have to pinch my self when i wake .is this real am i really enjoying my life so fucking much..i feel so special having boys that cum c me everyday without them,who knows were i would be now ,there love means everything to me now oh and there cocks haha..next week ill have another modal caming in the house..not a duo..shes cool u guys will like her so be nice.....im very excited think will have lots of fun with her..when i find the right girl ill have my duo but not for fucking..HELL NO for maybe some light touching and fun.u know dancing drinking card games ect hehe..i feel like i change so much week by week .i dont mean to everyday is diff on cam..ive changed but always for the better...ive been very up and down over the last week arrrh i hate ASS WEEK sometimes..you know i just want to get nasty but have to hold off for another day..it gets a little frustrating..oh well life of a cam whore what ya gonna do ....
Day off
Today is my first real day off cam, in 5 months lol...I wasnt going to hold to it,but realised u guys may start to get sick of me if im here everyday..last thing i want is to start becoming repetitive and lame lol...i do have to organise my whore house again..dildo,clothes,makeup,cds..hectic life haha its fun..im missing my boys but it will make tomorrow that much better when i see u...alot of boys dont see me anymore i use to worry... but dont care as much now,cause the ones that realy mean the most to me are always there so im one happy cam slut...things r always changing soon ill have a few modals working here in my house so thats going to be a funny experiance i cant wait,,oh and im starting my pole dance lessons in two weeks so ill know how to work my poles lol...thanks boys ..miss u
hangers on .....
Ok lets get something straight....what is one ??.... hanger-on - someone who persistently (and annoyingly) follows along
a tagalong ..... wth...my boys are never that have never been that..i think u have to be cool to have hanger ons lol...i have lovers
and people that care for me..i dont think u guys understand what it means to me that u guys cum to see me everyday..makes me wake up in the morning always thinking naughty thoughts about my fav boys...now where would a cam girl be with out her room frenzy boys..u make this life way more better then it was ment to be..boys now u are stuck with me pretty sure im the HANGER ON lol ;P xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Going for two days !!!
Hi guys..im away for two days...dont miss me to much ill be back in action on my late saturday night ;) xxxx
This is awesome!!!
Wow just got my first badge ...im a bad ass cam slut now watch out lol....Thanks to all my lovers u know who u are ...;) xxxx
sorry guys ;(
my computer is broken not sure when ill be on next ;(
shits getting crazy lol ;)
what the hell !!!
wow my life is getting crazy ..im having so mch fun ..one big party..dreams are cumming true ..what can i can this pussy is on fire lol..u..guys love me as much as i love u i cant beileve just how many cool nice sexy people i have meet..i love meeting new friends and getting to know them i love all my boys having fun and hanging out in my room..i wish they could just never leave lol...DREAM goal to be the best hehe ..how cool it would feel to be number one of this website ..it is possible IM NUMBER TWO right now hehe im just bouncing off the walls holly crap..pinch me im happy lol.;)
I just finshed having a record party 5 HOURS shit got crazy lol i came so many times..wouldn't of been possiple without the help of a few awesome poeple ..i got my first 1000 credit tip and nearly drown in the bath lol..im amazed all this is happining to me im just a normal aussie girl that wants some fun in her life and wow did i get what i wanted..u boys are the coolest mix of naughtyness..fun and love ..i know im making people feel good everyday in everyway so i wake up with a smile on my face ready to do it all again cause i love it so much.even though i rarly sleep now or leave the house im enjoying every second,i have not missed a day of cuming woops i mean caming lol. and i hope i never do .im here forever so i hope u boys dont get sick of me ..lol..
loving.boys
OMG.wth..im.in.love.
.with.boys.all.over.the.world
.i.cant.stop.thinking.about.them..i.want.them..
i.need.them.i.crave.them...didnt.think..
i.would.seriously..love.them..with.all.my.heart..now.if.i.dont.see.them.im.sad..all.i.want.is.there.life.to.be.amazing.so.
they.can.be.happy.and.spend.all.there.free.time.with.me.
.i.want.them..so.much..it.makes.me.sad.knowing.my.boys.live.so.far.from.me..but.i.know.in.my.heart.w.will.see.them.oneday..
even.if.it.kills.me....my.life.is.so.fucking.good.didnt.think.itwas.possible.for.me.to.enjoy.life.so.much.
.i.need.no.one.now.but.u.and,only.u.thank.u.for.loving.me...every.comment..ever..email..i.cheese...so.wide.lol..u.make.me.smile..u.make.me.eel.good..u.make.me.feel.loved..
thank..u...............;)
moving in ;)
Wow i cant believe how lucky iam to move into such an amazing whore house...really a sluts dream hehe.
it truly is everything i have always wanted, all thats left is to get the internet hooked up properly..better lighting and a new cam lol.
these things will happen just not over night ;(..but in the mean time ill try log on a little bit..even if i do contantly freeze lol...i still havent missed a day since i started back in january and i dont plan to ,one could say im addicted.
But its not all about sex anymore..i..miss the boys that visit me from all the world that make me feel special..each in there own way. from secret lovers, to the naughty favorites,My naughty whispering gold men..the dirty bad white guys to the little old grays that love me..TED REALLY REALLY LIKES JESS..haha and of course the ones that make me laugh, and the ones that make me cum hard over and over again..these are only are few reasons why i cant stay away..they LOVE me.and i LOVE them enough said ;P ....OK well im sure there are still a few that dont really love me lol..maybe it is all about hard cock and my naughty wet dripping throbbing hot tight sweet tasting pussy...or maybe its my sexy big white ass haha...naughty dirty man and my boys i fucking love everything about u..im one happy horny aussie slut!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
chapter 8
"Any idea why we are here?" asked a large man sitting on the edge of a bunk bed. One of the rooms off the side of the hallway had been converted into a temporary barracks of sorts. Bunks lined two of the walls and there was a row of lockers on a third. All of this was obviously not an original part of the airfield. These appeared to have just been brought in.
"Not a clue. I was crashed out on my couch at home and I woke up on a plane. No idea who anyone here is or what we are supposed to do."
"I'm Paul," the original man said, extending his hand. "I guess whatever it is will be told to us whenever she gets around to it."
"You have an interesting accent. 'Paul,' you said was your name?" an interesting look crossed his eyes.
"Yeah, that's me. I didn't catch your name."
"My name is not important, I don't think. It's my nickname you'll be interested in. People call me bong."
Pauls face registered his sudden realization of what was really happening and he turned and looked around the room at all the men milling about and settling in. Each of them had a nickname. Each one was someone he knew, in a way.
"Oh... my... god!" he breathed.
"Yeah, that's what I said once I figured it out."
Paul and bong looked around the room, trying to guess who each of the others was. One man caught them looking.
"What are you two on about? Why do you keep staring at us?" he asked, almost angery.
"You must be BadJoe," bong replied loud enough to be heard throughout the room.
As the words came out of his mouth the men in the room all came to a halt and stood up, looking around at each-other. They all had the same open-mouthed and wide eyed expression as they came to realize what was happening to them all.
Bong stood up. "I'm bong," he told them. Who are all of you?
Each of the men told their nicknames. A wave of anxiety coursed through the room as more and more of the devious plan they had been swept into started to become apparent.
"How did you know?" taipanic asked.
"I heard her call the man on the computer out there 'krunkie'. That's all I needed to figure it out. Who is behind it and what they want is beyond me, but we're all from the same place, so to speak."
He sat back down and dug out his box of nerds. "Going to need a LOT more of these!" he thought to himself.
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"Report in immediately." the woman on the phone demanded.
"Report in WHERE?" Xandar replied. "You haven't given me an address or anything. I've been staring at these same four walls for weeks!"
"There is an envelope in the drawer of the nightstand. Everything you need is in there." She hung up.
Xandar placed the telephone back on the cradle and slid open the nightstand drawer. Sure enough an envelope had appeared in it out of nowhere. He slid his finger under the flap and tore it open. It contained an amount of cash, a key and a small business card to a private airport.
He picked up the phone once again and called the hotel operator. "Could you get a car for room 315?"
"Right away sir, will you be checking out today?" a practiced voice replied.
"I will, yes. Thank you." He hung up and grabbed his jacket off the back of the chair. He had nothing else that belonged to him so he headed to the office to turn in keys and wait for the car to arrive.
chapter 7
The wind whipped her hair around her head as she lead the recruits off the plane and into the hangar of the secluded airstrip in the North Shore area of Australia. The men she had brought ranged from construction workers to top-level business executives from around the world. Each had their own specialty that would come in usefull in the caper that was to follow. And each had a stake in the business at hand, wether they knew it or not. She worked for months to collect these particular individuals. Both the ones she had brought today and the ones she already had posted at locations near the target.
"Please pass through the door on your left and find your assigned billet. Further instructions will follow." She turned to the man sitting at a nearby computer. "What progress?"
"I'm through the firewall, but the rest of the security is a bitch. Would help if I had some music or something."
"You'll get what you need when I decide you need it, Krunkie. Not before. Unless you actually WANT to spend some time in the penitentiary?" she threatened.
"I'll get through it. Don't worry about that. But you have to realize I am a programmer, not a hacker."
"I'm aware of it. You'll make do."
She had brought all of his own equipment from his home and was assured by her own computer engineer that it would do the trick. Getting the men and equipment together was the easy part. Arranging to have them do what her boss wanted of them was an entirely different matter, one she didn't relish the thought of attempting.
She pulled her phone from her pocket and started making calls.
Moving out
wow times have changed, its only been 2months since i started being a cam girl and the time has just flown bye. ive had the best times so far, met the best people, its sort of sad to say goodbye to this house because ive been through so much in it. But this new house, is going to be fucking awesome!! hope this good change takes me to good places in my life, and meet even more good people!! ive seen myself change so much week bye week, if you go back and look at my first vods you can see the change too lol its going to be interesting to see the person im going to become as i get even sluttier in my slutty new home! also looking foward to doing shower shows, having HD cam and an internet that doesnt drop out every fkn day! lol these new rooms will enable me to do new role playing haha, its even got a pool for some special people who want to have pool partys with me ! im so excited. This will be my last week in this house, so if you want to say goodbye to it with me, then come on saturday night because it will be the last time in this bedroom. ( ps i spoke, he wrote this, that was eaiser lol )
chapter 6
She sat in an elaborate office absolutely crammed full of computer screens and data monitoring equipment, most of which she did not understand at all. he had summoned her and asked her how things were progressing, barely looking her way while he scanned the constant streams of information that came to him from many different locations around the globe.
"We can\'t keep these people on hold indefinitely, Sir. They ask too many questions and I am running out of answers. I either have to give them an assignment, or tell them what is going on." She looked at her employer, Adaptor, with a cautious eye, not really wanting him to look back.
"I will decide what information will be passed to the players, if and when I deem it necessary, Samantha. Your only job is to recruit them and keep them ready until I tell you to send them. That is all and nothing more. If you cannot handle such a simple assignment, perhaps I should get Chloe to do it?" It was phrased as a question, but she knew better. He would have her and the team she had assembled eliminated and start fresh with a new handler and a new team. Chloe would never enter into it. She was a secretary and not a very good one at that. More a decorative feature than anything else. Someone to greet the public. He was trying to goad her into action through insult. The problem was that it was working - and he knew it. She bit her bottom lip.
"Well, now that is settled. I expect you have already arranged for your team to be outfitted with the necessary equipment? Everything is going according to schedule?"
"Absolutely, Sir. The only thing we are waiting on is you. Once you give the word, consider it done."
"Good. I would like the subject as complacent as possible before we proceed. Happy, even. When I deem she is at her happiest, then we will continue forward. Until that moment, we wait."
"Yes, Sir. I\'ll make sure that everyone is ready at all times."
"Yes, you will."
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Ben looked around and wondered where he was, and worse, who the hell drove a truck over his head. He gingerly touched the back of his skull and found the lump that was the source of the throbbing pain behind his eyeballs. That would probably leave a mark. He wondered for a brief second what they hit him with, then changed his thoughts to wondering WHO had hit him and - more importantly - why.
Sitting up he opened his eyes and had a look around. A ship, it seemed, plane maybe. Bulkheads and bay doors. No ports or windows. Grey drab paint. A multitude of scuffs, scrapes and rust marks on the floor. A cargo plane? No. Passenger plane. Yes, he could feel light turbulence forth from time to time. Why the hell was he in the hold? And why wasn\'t he dead from decompression and freezing cold?
He didn\'t have any answers. Trying to sit up made the world wobble too much. Once his eyes could track again he found that there was a small seat cushion placed near his head. He pulled it over and lifted his head gingerly onto it. The pain made the world explode behind his eyes, but it subsided a bit after a while and he started to breathe normally again. He had to urinate. Bad.
"Awake, I see."
A male voice. Something of an accent, though he couldn\'t place it. He didn\'t want to even TRY turning his head to see who it was.
"Yes, I am awake. Care to tell me what I am doing on a plane?"
"Everything will be explained to you in good time. For now you might want to try and get some more sleep. It\'s a long flight and you need to take the time to let your head heal. They bleed pretty bad, head wounds do."
German, he thought to himself. Slavic of some sort if not. Can\'t really be sure with that hint of Brittish in his English speaking.
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Crazy lady came out to the job site and blackmailed him! BLACKMAIL, of all fucked up things to do to a guy! Stupid ass bitch can\'t just leave people alone. And now she wants him to fly clear out to AUSTRALIA! Like he had any reason whatsoever to go all the way down there. And the bitch made him take his work clothes with him.
He made his way to the back of the plane, looking at the faces of the other people that had been shanghied by the lady in the business suit.
At the door to the bathroom he waited until the occupied light turned off and stepped aside as a tall man in black clothes exted and went back towards his seat. In the restroom he turned and locked the door. He reached into an inside pocket and pulled out the one item the search hadn\'t turned up when he was shoved aboard the private jet. He turned up the box of Nerds candy, spilling some of them on the tiny counter under the mirror. He took a couple of the grape ones and rolled them around on his tongue, savoring the flavor of the sweet candy.
"You done in there? I gotta go!" A man\'s clear voice. Probably some business idiot that has never done a day of work in his whole useless life.
He scooped the rest of the candies back into their box and replaced them in their hiding spot. He actually DID take a leak and then flushed before washing his hands in the undersized sink. He took his sweet time about drying his hands and emerged from the bathroom with a grin on his face, knowing the man outside would be about to burst his bladder by now.
"Sorry about that! Had a case of the shits and needed to clean most of it off the seat. Air travel always upsets my stomach. All yours now, though. Sorry about the smell."
The tiny man looked at him with obvious disgust and turned back towards his seat.
Back at his own seat he settled back in and adjusted his seatbelt before closing his eyes and trying to get some sleep.
chapter 5
"Whatever happened to Damien? Did he retire or something? I never see him anymore," Simon asked the armed guard
standing next to him.
"He's gone to the big house. They have him working with the crazys up there in 15-West. Guess they liked his way
of dealing with inmates or something. Hope he does good over there."
"Yeah, he was cool. I'll have to look him up in the commisary and see how he's doing. Smoke?"
"Love one. How you fixed for flame? Need a light?"
"Nah, I'm good."
Damien walked his beat in the cold halls and steel bars of the state prison. Watchful and diligent. Always on the
lookout for whatever oddball way one of the inmates had decided to hurt each-other. They came up with the most
creative ways to do harm. Good that they are in here and not out on the street. The damage they did before we
caught them... He hated to think about it.
An inmate asked him to come to the door to his cell and slipped him a piece of paper. He looked at the scruffy man
quizzically and accepted the sheet. He turned back to his beat. There would be time later to see what the lunitic
wants.
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Two weeks in this dive without a word on why he was really here. Two weeks of sitting in a low class hotel waiting
for someone to come and get this mess finished. What did they want from him?
The Lord Street Best Western boasted not too many accommodations. They had a pool, if you wanted to call it that.
The breakfast was not even passable. Most days he walked the half a block to Chequers on Lord for a bite. The food
was not so good, but it was real and it was fresh. That made up for the lack of variety, though just barely.
He wished someone would come. Whatever is was they wanted from him he just wanted to get it over and done with and
go back to Seattle, away from this mess. The only instructions he had been given were to wait. Just that, nothing
more.
He watched as people passed by on the street. Cars driving by. Pedestrians going to and from whatever their day
was having them do. They all seemed to have purpose. Some clear indication of what they were doing and where they
were going.
Who was this "Adaptor" fellow anyways? What did he want? Why blackmail him into coming half way around the world
and then leave him to sit in this room not knowing what is going on?
He watched the palms on the median between the two lanes of traffic start to sway back and forth. "Another storm,"
he thought to himself. Every night another storm. Why would anyone want to live in a place that had storms all the
time? It played with the wifi, the satelite, the electricity.
A subtle change in the light made him look out the window again. A large dark cloud was passing overhead. Quite a
menacing looking thing and moving fast. This storm wasn't going to be fun.
Xandar was restless and bored. Tired of staring at the same walls for weeks he decided to get out for a while. Not like anything was really happening anyways.
He headed out onto Lord street and turned left towards William Street. he thought about heading to the Port Central Shopping Center the attendant at the hotel had told him about. Maybe he could buy something to preoccupy his mind while he is sitting around.
Down William Street he came to Horton Street and took a right, viewing the array of street markets and throng of people in front of him he started looking around and seeing what wares were offered by the merchants.
A hand set on his shoulder and that same soft voice whispered in his ear. "Don't wander off too far now," she said, a subtle warning in her voice.
He turned atround and headed back to the hotel.
chapter 4
The meter was ticking. Always ticking. Every time he parked his car he always had to think about that meter running.
Another ticket or two and he would lose his license. Fucking government always wanting to take what little money the common folk actually had. He queued up with the rest of the morning hopefuls at the coffee shop nearest to his work. He kept looking over his shoulder to see that his car was ok. The barely-past-teenage barista was asking people what ridiculous concoction they wanted to drink to get their gears moving for the day.
Outside on the street, a metermaid pulled up behind his car and got out of her runabout. Seeing her there his mind started to race. Wait for the coffee he had just ordered or race outside and try and rescue his car?
He panicked and reached the door in three long strides. Jumping to his car he got in and raced out of the parking space, 16 minutes still remaining on the meter.
The car screamed to a halt in his private parking space at the airport. He jumped out, barely paying enough attention to lock the car as he raced for the door. His earlier panic had set him on his course to get into work. Everything would be fine if he just made it in to work. No one would touch his car here and no one would ticket him while he was flying.
Safe in the plane he made his way to the cockpit, strapping himself in and getting ready for another days travel.
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chapter 3
The meter was ticking. Always ticking. Every time he parked his car he always had to think about that meter running.
Another ticket or two and he would lose his license. Fucking government always wanting to take what little money the common folk actually had. He queued up with the rest of the morning hopefuls at the coffee shop nearest to his work. He kept looking over his shoulder to see that his car was ok. The barely-past-teenage barista was asking people what ridiculous concoction they wanted to drink to get their gears moving for the day.
Outside on the street, a metermaid pulled up behind his car and got out of her runabout. Seeing her there his mind started to race. Wait for the coffee he had just ordered or race outside and try and rescue his car?
He panicked and reached the door in three long strides. Jumping to his car he got in and raced out of the parking space, 16 minutes still remaining on the meter.
The car screamed to a halt in his private parking space at the airport. He jumped out, barely paying enough attention to lock the car as he raced for the door. His earlier panic had set him on his course to get into work. Everything would be fine if he just made it in to work. No one would touch his car here and no one would ticket him while he was flying.
Safe in the plane he made his way to the cockpit, strapping himself in and getting ready for another days travel.
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