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Written by: cwnews

My boss called me on the horn early one evening, taking me away from my favorite activity of dipping the bill and laying C notes on the ponies. He said he was tired of my giving him the bum’s rush and that he had a job for me. Seems if I don’t do this job and do it right, I would be canned. I don’t know why he would choose me, I haven’t worked since the days of noire video; not much use for a black and white, boozehound hack reporter in this day of hip technology. Checking the lint in my pocket, I knew I was on the nut and not far from the hoosegow. I decided this old newshawk could use the extra cabbage and take the job, no matter what it was.

I’ve been sent out on all kinds of scoops before but this one seemed hinky, too good to be true. There was rumor of a wild times in the new section of town, the CameraWare district and he wanted the skinny on what was going on there. He gave me a list of clipjoints to put the screws on. I put on my coat and lid, grabbed a pack of squares and got in my car. I drove to the other end of town in the dark fog, fog thicker than the pea soup they serve in the local slophouse, except the fog had more peas. I could see the blue glow of monitors burning in the night long before I could hear the gum wagging of the chatrooms. I could see the neon signs in front of each site and parties going on inside. Each had its own flavor but all had one theme: fun.

I entered a couple of communities and threw back a couple of glasses of eel juice, just to get a make on the place. As I sucked back on a little hooch, I began to notice all the cute tomatoes around me. Each video I brought up on the Channel Menu was a little bit of eye candy. There were skirts of every variety: tall drinks of water, gals with great gams, blond canaries, sweet sisters with sultry intent. Just to know the joes, I brought up a couple of male videos. A couple of roundheels and a slackjaw or two, but all in all they looked like pretty good eggs.

My boss sure didn’t give me the flimflam. This new section of town with its party communities is going to be a real bake. My assignment is to tail the communities and give the peach on any events they might be having . Wet Tshirt Contest, Golden Bootie awards, wild parties, beautiful dames with long pegs and perky buttons… I think I am going to like this gig! I will travel the different communities and get on the square for special events to report on. The head honcho gave me this ICQ thing to wear in my holster too…. Stool pigeons can contact me at ICQ number: 114035286. I also will be checking email at cwnews@ttinet.com, hoping a snitch will flip me the easy and tell me about upcoming events.