Lexi Live

Lᴀᴜɢʜ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ. Lᴀᴜɢʜ ᴀᴛ ᴍᴇ. Jᴜsᴛ LAUGH!

But these are MY pixels. I have compiled them. I’ve poured HOURS into getting the shape right, or hair, or eyes. Lexi is my creation. She was birthed from my imagination to live a pretend life in a 3D world.

She started as the base avatar in second life over 13 years ago. We didn’t have much to work with then but we still put in the time to make it original. Her face and body are fashioned after me, plus or minus a few wrinkles and pounds. *I* am Lexi.

Before second life, I DJ’d online as Lexi. And while it is not my real name, many real life friends call me by it because that’s how they met me. So for the past 20+ years, I have had two names.

So why not use my real name? Ever hear of stalkers? I have them online, and I have all the great tools to block them and be done with it. I don’t have that luxury in real life.

My first “self-proclaimed fan” used to chat with me a lot. He was very friendly and I enjoyed our conversations. Then one day he commented about how much he loved my picture. I blushed and said thank you. He told me he printed out several copies and keeps them in the top drawer of his desk. Naïve and young, I asked why he needed so many copies. He replied that he enjoyed ejaculating on my face….. several times a day. I learned REAL quick how to become a more private person and to be safe online.

Now, let’s pretend for a moment that I really am a “live” person named Lexi. We meet at my gig where I’m spinning tunes and you’re loving it. I don’t dress like an escort for my DJ gigs. I’m probably wearing something that shows cleavage cuz I don’t like turtlenecks. I’m definitely wearing underwear and I’ve more than likely alpha’d my naughty bits. Then you hear my voice and you think it’s amazing. If you wanted to get to know me, how would you approach me?


  • catch up with me after the show and introduce yourself
  • email and declare your enjoyment of the set.
  • slip me your phone number
  • ask for a date
  • hire me for a gig to casually get to know me better.


  • Sneak up behind and wrap your arms around me and kiss on my neck.
  • Slip into my DJ booth and slide your hands up my skirt, into my panties, while looking deeply into my eye.
  • Yank my head back and plant a deep and meaningful kiss on my lips and back away with a wink.

Why…… WHY ……. WHY the fuck do you think you can molest me just because it’s “only pixels”. It’s called “Battery – a physical act that results in harmful or offensive contact with another person without that person’s consent. Class A misdemeanor, up to 1 year in jail, fine of up to $4,000 USD.

Or, in my case as an escort, it’s called “Theft of services“: a crime which is committed when a person obtains valuable services — as opposed to goods — by deception, force, threat or other unlawful means, i.e., without lawfully compensating the provider for these services. Theft of services is a felony and comes with a lengthy jail sentence and fines up to $100,000 USD.

So, if you want to “touch” my pixels with “only an emote”, pay the lindens or get the fuck out of my chat box.

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