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Tease Time... Or... Help Me! I Need A Text Logger!

Before I start my Tease Time report for the first Chat in February, can any of you help me out? I need an easy way to log a transcript of everything that went on in the chat so I can refer to it later when I'm writing up this report. The chat moves so fast these days that when I look down to type something, I've missed three or four yummy little tidbits that I could be writing about. Anybody know of any software solutions that might help? I've tried copying and pasting, but things are just moving way too fast for me to catch everything. Any suggestions would be appreciated, and I think it would make these reports about a thousand percent better. Not to mention making it a lot easier on what feeble bits of mind that I have left.

The Stroke Princess arrived, and it really is cool to see the instant outpouring of affection towards Her by the people in the chatroom. But hey... She deserves every bit of it! This week I think I made Her a little dizzy with my twirl, since I was making up for Her missing it last week. Once She was able to stand without falling down, She was able to greet everybody. Sorry about that, Princess... next week I won't twirl You like You're on a throwup ride at an amusement park.

Princess was still recovering from the bug that has been bothering Her for weeks now, but She seems to be doing much better now. Even so, at one point in the chat, The Kissing Bandit came in because he was concerned for Her health, and proceeded to give Her a very thorough upper respiratory inspection with his Board Certified tongue. Evidently, everything looked OK, (now there's an understatement) because he didn't grab Her and take Her away to his secret quarantine area.

Ms Grace must've gotten really heated up by Her medical examination, because next thing we knew, She was steaming things up with one of the other Mistresses in attendance, Ms Ryan. The two Mistresses started to drive everybody crazy with their lustful dialog. I think Princess is a Leg Girl, because She seemed to get especially wet when She started concentrating Her attention on Ms Ryan's long, lush, and lovely legs. It was getting so hot in the room, we all thought that the two Mistresses were gonna break out into a wanton orgy at any second. Princess had to cool everybody down a couple of times when She would break off Her kissing of Ms Ryan's inner thighs long enough to tell everybody "no cummies!"

Next, the conversation got around to bowling, and Princess stated Her preference for balls. She doesn't like small balls.. She likes the feel of the big and heavy ones, and pink is Her favorite color for them. She explained that heavy balls were no problem for Her because after all, She lived on a farm all the way up until Her parents sent Her away to Spoiled Princess School. I mentioned that since She's that strong, I knew which one of us was gonna get carried over the threshold after our wedding. Unfortunately Princess didn't miss Her chance, and told everybody that my ass was getting so fat, even She might have trouble carrying me very far.

This is where JB the Prophet became a little disoriented. I'm not sure they have bowling up in his neck of the woods, because when somebody mentioned the holes in a bowling ball, the Prophet seemed to get excited and confused the ball with a honeydew melon. It didn't help the Prophet that Ms Sarah was trying Her best to fluster and confuse him even more. Great job, Ms Sarah!

Speaking of melons, Princess Grace's prized pet, Lucky Pet, (if you can't figure out why he goes by the name Lucky Pet, you're hopeless and I'm not gonna bother trying to explain it to you), had his cherry broken by Mindy Melon recently. I won't go into all the steamy details, but if you're interested, you can go read about it in Lucky's blog. I'm not taking a chance on having the SPCM coming in and shutting down my blog because of some perverted fruitsex. I was kinda curious though, and it sounded to me like Lucky prolly had a peehole packed full of melon seeds after working Mindy out for awhile, and how would you be able to cum with a cock crammed full of seeds? Princess reassured me that Mindy was carefully chosen because she was of the seedless variety.

Oh! And here's your Tip Of The Day. "Make sure that the melon you choose to have relations with hasn't been chilled!" Frigid melons do not make good bed partners!

Billybear seems to have managed to transform himself into AngstriddenTeenGothWolverPillow this week. He's been slamming his bedroom door and bitching and whining about being persecuted, and pretty much everything else you can think of. He thinks he's really cool now that he wears black fishnets and lipstick, and has his claws painted black. I wish Princess would just slap him upside the head to help him get over his angst, but I think She likes him this way. She so loves taking care of Her "unusual" ones. He'd better not get black nailpolish on Her marshmallows though...

Pantysue was in attendance as well. Her permanent incarceration in Princess' cage should really be interesting and fun for her! I'd report on her progress, but I decided it would be better to keep my big mouth shut after Princess threatened to let me join her. If anybody else (Lucky? Billy? Ace? Anybody???) want to go ahead and follow up on this, feel free!

Speaking of Ace, the All Points Bulletin is still in effect for him. If anyone happens to see him anywhere, please point him in this direction. Zorak needs his cookies and is getting a bit testy. You wouldn't like him testy...

Well, that's all I've got in my notes. I'm sorry if I leave any friends out, and I'm sure I prolly have, but it doesn't mean that I wasn't happy to see you in the chatroom. I honestly don't mean to slight anyone. I'm hoping to be able to mention more people if I can get the text logging software located.

To my Mistress, the Stroke Princess, You did another masterful job of hosting the chat, as You always do. It makes me so proud to see how much everyone adores You in the chatroom. And thank You again for defending me during the chat. That really meant the world to me, because it proved to everyone how You really do wuv Your pets.

See you all next time! Wuv You, Princess!

little bitchass