Wearing this.

I need to make 300 in the next day or two and I hope to sell some merchandise by then too. I know it’s rent time.

We get naked, suck on dildos, cum with vibrators, lick our nipples and spread our

pink for a small amount of money when we work for these corps but I gotta try right?

Give me till 7pm cst.

I just realized that the corp goes by EST time so being online for 4 hours might get me $70. So lets talk time blocks people. I’m ready and waiting, and I want an orgasm! Email me for deals, alix@wecouldbenaked.com and help me out. I need you this time.

Need I say more.

The preview may distort it a bit but this 1 hour video is full screen and high definition for only $25. Go to my WCBN Products page to get yours and see me conquer the hitachi!

(If for some reason you can not view this trailer here please try this link and give it a few minutes to load. Make sure you have the current version of Quicktime (7). If all else fails email me and I’ll see what I can do about getting you some sort or trailer (giggle))

And I’m in Blue!

I never had a stereo system. I just liked the music loud enough to fill the room. I forgot modern boom box so I am forced to watch the music channels on RCN. I watch the retro-active one mostly. I grew up with this music. “I Ran” was just on by Flock of Seagulls. My friend Nick had the video and would make me watch me watch it over and over.

I was infatuated with Nick. I thought I was going to get him to fall in love with me. I would lay on his floor and show off my tits while he laid on his couch and groped me. I think I may have given him a hand job all in an apartment that I walk by almost every day. I doubt we made out, he was one of those guys that wasn’t big on kissing. (Another boyfriend Mike wasn’t big on kissing either and they were both Cancers so maybe it’s an astrological thing).

The last time Nick and I fucked–eons–ago, I noticed he was in a hurry and he had his head buried in his pillow the whole time. I just laid there for the five minutes it took until all this liquid mushed between my legs. I thought we were getting back together (we had dated briefly) he was experimenting.

Nick showed me my first butt-fuck video. It was two blonds on a beach both beautiful and he fucked her for a while then asked if she wanted to try it. She smiled a little too much and nodded. He told her to get on her hands and knees. She had a nice ass. He then told her he was going to get her prepared a bit and he lubed her up with his fingers sticking one in after the other. She moaned a little and he asked if she was ready. She nodded or something. The guy slowly slid it in and then went faster and faster. The girl was smiling but it was forced and she kept moaning telling him she liked it.

I was on Nick’s floor (tits out while he groped me) and I told him to turn it off.

“I wouldn’t do that!” I said.
“Yes you will. Its part of sex! Everyone does it, when they fuck.”

I had a little too much wine, looked down at my tits exposed by my gaping shirt and then to the guy who just wanted to grope and suck on them.

“It’s late I should go” He agreed, squashing my dreams of spending the night with him. I was so nuts about him.

Now Nick is still a borderline asshole but a successful asshole. Recently he called me to try to help me come up from my downward spiral the blog seemed to convey. We talked on the phone, chatted on the computer sent an email or two and that was it. Like I was in his “to do pile”, and he could put me in the “done pile”.

He told me once our relationship was two sided. It’s not and he knows why.

He called me the other night, we were having some kind of conversation and he all of a sudden had to go but would call back in a few minutes “I promise a few minutes, I’m serious a few minutes”. I haven’t gotten the call back in over a week.

I think I kinda hate that part of him. The letting go or oblivious part of him. Definitely the asshole part. And if I ever get the chance two of my fingers are going right up his ass! “everybody does it! It’s part of sex”

My new masturbation video is ready. It’s about an hour long and I bought a hitachi so I could spend all day in bed. According to the director I’m one of the only girls that can handle high. How many times I came I don’t know but it was amazing and I was out for two days.

I was up all night and that fucks with my confidence. I slept most of the day but I still am a bit shy about showing the teaser. So if you’d like to see it tonight you can YIM me. It takes a while to download but I’m told it’s worth it.

I also have a solution to doing shows for less then 15% of what is actually paid. There will be a news letter explaining this. It’s much more fair to me and easier for you.

So it looks like the site is movin’ on up.

I got an amazing write up from my friends at My Boob Site. The video I did less then three weeks ago is available already at (ugh) Plumper Pass. Please vote for me so I can make more videos for Sensational Video.

PlumperPass is a niche I don’t belong to, but the porn industry is cruel and no matter how small I get I will always get and XL because of my tits.

So come on over to my boob site and see all my pictures and links like this one.

Re-writing one of the most exciting, scary and sexual experience is hard work. I’m on my second day and I doubt I’ll be done tomorrow.

Actually, it wasn’t the scariest and I didn’t orgasm as much as others but this one reverberates in my mind. When I hear certain words, when I see men in uniform, when I see the insides of theaters, when I smell popcorn and when I smell his cologne; I start to sweat, I get goose bumps, and I saturate my underwear.

I was handcuffed and tied to a chair, but I remember how soft his kisses were. How gentle he was when he released me. The smell of his uniform as I removed it. It may seem violent but we rocked together and Christened the new Water Tower Theaters forever with our left over parts and passion.

I need a break (from writing-BJ time phew). I’m up for the wrong reasons on so many levels. But the lives we lead don’t have to be right or wrong. They just have to be the best we can make of them. Ah, one less reason just left, two more to go.

I get many emails asking me why such a beautiful and smart girl who is so young be so sad. I’m not sad all the time or most of the time. I’m too busy. I think people just interpret my words they way they can due to the experiences of their lives. It almost means I can’t be honest anymore.

I become friends with my fans. When you become my friend you get all of me and I hold on hard. Maybe too hard. I still talk to the man in the story. But that’s mutual. Maybe I should stop doing that both for my sake and theirs.

I wanted to be honest, this is a hard business. I want people to take that journey with me.
Today I bought a bunch of new outfits for photo’s. I’m looking for talent, girls and boys! I’ll still be honest and you can count on a happy me. Especially if someone buys me a Hitachi Magic Wand. There are some on Amazon but I don’t want a used one. EW.

While I’m not writing, I’ll be making videos and taking pictures for ya. Oh I can’t want to see myself in my new clothes. Then I can fuck myself with my new g-spot toy. You can watch too. We are setting up some pretty sophisticated chat rooms at ImLive of course.

Get the newsletter. Soon there will be big news!

And I promise not to cry about sex and love not being like in the movies anymore…wait no I wont.

It’s what makes me alive and full of passion and sexual abandon. It’s a wonderful feeling of being on top of the world. I yearn to be the only two people in the world and come over and over. And all the rest like the montage of walks, holding hands, riding the train, shopping, etc

But after the ending, I waste my time obsessing over all the little left over pieces that I can’t put back together. I try and try but they are too ripped up and unreadable. It also makes me go into fits of madness, depression and worst of all abashment and shame that I let anyone witness it.

I needs to be over, I need to get back to work.

Come down with me..

This weekend Im filming and taking as many pictures as possible. I want to become your fantasy once again. No more unhappiness or shame.

I think someone hacked into my computer and I’ve been working with anyone who can help me (thank you Derek). Since I really don’t know code its going to be slow. My biggest affiliate money maker dissappeared.

I’ve had another bad week.

My allergies want to kill me.

I told someone how I felt (romantically) and he said he was sorry but still wants to talk about all the hot chicks with me. Well, then you know the rest.  It just hurt. I regret the part of me that was too stupid to see. I’m blind that way. Plus, he doesn’t have to care. But who am I kidding, he wont even read this.

I’m completely broke…

Oh this is getting ridiculous.

I need to fix this help or not. It’s going to take a long time.

My FTP is acting up again and I can’t figure out what is wrong. So it may be a while but I will try to write. Tonight, however too many things are clouding my head. I’ll be hopefully better in the morning.

It’s so nice to not be watching Law and Order all day and not getting any work done.
I’m in a dress with my underwear up my ass because I just got finished with two awesome clients.

I’m going to try a different approach-rhymes with saytell-account again. It wont be in my name since they refuse to release my info just in case I want to sell porn again. In the mean time email me at alix@wecouldbenaked.com for more info about donations and private shows.

Note: The site will get a bit amateurish as we learn the various cameras.

I will try to update my calendar so you will know when I am on ImLive. But those of you who get the news letter will get a few more perks. Keep up with that, I’m getting better updating the newsletter.

I’ll be looking for talent in the far/near future. I would like full STD screenings and large thick penis’. However if you are average I will consider you as well. Fans are fun as long as I am careful who I look at in the eye.

Let me tell you a story. I fucked a director about two years ago. The talent had a hard time after my cock sucking. It was on tape and you can download it at one of those clips sites. Since I wont work with the director again-he’s not legit I no longer get royalties. I was angry when I found out the talent had to pay for me too.

When his big sweaty fat body climbed on me, I looked in his eyes and saw the “you are just some dirty whore” look. It was the worst look I have ever seen during sex and I swear I close my eyes b/c I’m afraid I’ll see it again even with lovers. I never want to be your whore. I do not escort and am not yours for the evening. I just want to have fun and get a close up penetration shot!

So if I don’t look at you don’t take offense. But my pussy will be really wet, I promise.

Being in a real house is calming. All my stuff is here except for my dvd/vcr player. That sucks when I have over 200 video’s and dvd’s. I also have over 300 books. Some collected, some read (I’m a closet scifi-buff). I think I have over 100 books on The Legend of King Arthur. I have to re-read them.

The things I’ve been through in the last couple of months have been bitter-sweet. Good, very good and bad very bad. I met a prince and he’s going to help me. I hope it works, but what happens if the other shoe drops?

Yet, I don’t know if I want this blog to go down and up as it has in the past. I’m starting another. It will be private, only the clever will figure it out. And I doubt those clever people exist.

Now for the news:

I’m very behind. So much is going on. I will come up with a price list for videos, books, signed pictures and so on. Those who have paid will get their merchandise and a few more gifts for being late.

I will also be on ImLive in the afternoons. I will try to update my calendar and stick to it. You’ve all heard this before. It’s hard doing it all on my own. I have help now and some great surprises to come.

My exposure is getting larger and I plan on boosting it higher. Look for me everywhere.

Finally, those of you who have written those wonderful letters, give me time. I care about you too, but with the constant shoots and editing video give me little time.

It’s getting better. Lets hope it keeps going up.

Picture taken by Terry Mac

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Thank you.

And I’ve a terrible case of the flu, so give me some time please?

And no I no not get money for these videos-to find out how you can email me  alix@wecouldbenaked.com.

Whatismagic?

Alix…

… the anonymity of the Web both protects and insulates. And sometimes, we just need a real person to talk to , to hold, to comfort.

… If you ever need that, mail me. You have my mail from here.

… And, thank you for letting me get to know you, if only a facet or two, and only from afar.

You know by now that I’m a cry baby, so thanks for making it a good cry. You, however should know me much better than a facet or two. My life is on here. I realized if I take that away what is it all for? But some secrets will be kept.

Trulymg

Hello Alix…

Well as the story goes I was graced with the privilege of seeing you on bus today… and i was jaw-dropped… i couldn’t believe nor did i know what to do… i didn’t want to approach you and make you uncomfortable because everyone deserves their privacy… so i waited till i got home to write to you… i was the guy with the latter on the bus… I would love love love to hire you sometime soon for a personal shoot… please email me… I live in the area… and may i add… you are as gorgeous in person as you are on your site.

I saw your ladder. I looked like shit yesterday! I sat in the back of the bus purposefully because I just rolled out of bed and knew my eyes sagged. No makeup just me. I love you for that ladder man.

I have a hard time dealing with life. It’s a fact. I can do so much but I get hurt so easily and it’s not something I want to pick my self up from. I forget to read my comments and listen to what they really mean.

This week was hard, not only did I have a friend tell me I was out of control, I went out of control and probably killed a pretty kick ass friendship.

Aside from all that sadness…Here’s your ImLive picture: Yes for as long as I can orgasm you can come find me there.
SIGN UP THROUGH THE ICON ON MY SITE, PLEASE. AND DONATE, DONATE DONATE! I WANT TO GET OUT OF HERE!

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