First off: I've started to fall behind in blog comment and email replies. Sorry 'bout that. I'll catch up.
Second, this week's update, or actually updates. First up, episode 239 featuring new girls Brianna and Angel. They play Memory, with the loser getting hogtied and vibed to O. Angel, by the way, is the second girl we've had who's played while pregnant. The last girl to do that, Rainy, provoked mixed reactions, with some really liking her, but others being utterly turned off by her swollen abdomen. For the benefit of the latter group, there's the second update this weekend, which I think will have more universal appeal. Two of my best, most popular girls, Ashley and Candle, meet for the first time in episode 240, playing Battlestrip, for a forfeit we've never used before. Hint: it's kind of appropriate, considering the
name of one of the players. Coming Saturday.
Finally, I'd like to again highlight the contributions to lostbets.com of folks other than me, but this time, it's a little different. Hang on to your hats.
The two girls in question recently signed up to help out with some of the organizational and management stuff that it's really tough for a lazy guy like me to get behind. Since they haven't actually started yet, it may be premature to call them out for kudos, one of them has already been a part of lostbets.com in a more conventional way: she's sultry Italian beauty Zayda. She's not only a hot-bodied girl with a dazzling smile and a competitive streak, she's whip-smart and I don't doubt that she'll be of enormous help in getting some of the things that have been stalled moving.
The other girl is her friend Xena.
Last time I asked, 60% of your guys identified yourself as geeks. If you're like me, you really like girl-geeks, and Xena is that, one of thee geekiest girls I've ever met. We're talking cons and FPSes here -- she'll kick anybody ass at L4D2. I typically don't much care for it when girls get themselves all tatted up, but I'll make an exception when the tats include a motto from BSG on her tummy, some Klingon on her arm, some Elvish on her belly, and a Star Trek communicator on her chest. Slender and small-breasted, her father was in the Royal Air Force and her mother was a Korean whore he married and brought home (*) The ethnic mix is exotic and striking.
And she blushes so cutely, too. (Yeah, I think she messed up the quote a little. Cut her some slack, she was nervous.)
She wanted to work with Zayda and to help with the same sort of organizational challenges, and that's what she'll do, and I'm sure she'll do well. But I also asked her if she might be interested in playing a game or two. Here's what she said, after asking about what games I had in mind:
Here is where the second thing comes in. You can get me down to my drawers but that's about it. But they are the most super rad superman boy cut underpants you have ever seen.
I came back with:
I've shot girls whose comfort levels have spanned a huge range, from girls who were too shy to open their legs on camera to girls who would do anything (figuratively and literally). But the absolute minimum has always been nudity... if you can't strip if you lose, I can't use you as a player, no matter how cute your boy-shorts are. Sorry.
In case you were already drooling in anticipation from my description, you may be shocked right now. You might be wondering how I could turn her down, even if we could only see her delicious naked breasts. Relax. I was bluffing. If she'd really stuck to her guns, I would've relented. But I had hoped it wouldn't be necessary, and it wasn't:
If you can be a spur of the moment guy I just might change my mind. :) but I do understand where you are coming from. See you tomorrow
That email was two days ago. Zayda and Xena stopped by yesterday. Good times were had, business arrangements were made, and eventually, cameras were broken out. And one extremely nervous but determined geek girl found herself risking her clothes against one of the most die-hard competitors on my site.
Coming soon.
(*) So she says. She's either one of the most interesting people or one of the most accomplished liars I've ever met.