Inside Erin: The AIF Newsletter
Volume 3 Number 10
October, 2007

Letter from the Editor


>Restore MILF Scene
Restored.
	
“Harder,” she gasps, and you squeeze her engorged nipple with your teeth, bringing forth a flood of 
gasps from her.

>grind against her

Still keeping Hilary's nipple between your teeth, you begin gyrating your hips, forcing your cock up 
and down against her pelvis.  Your cock is mashed uncomfortably in your shorts, but the friction 
still feels great.  You move your hands down to her ass and let her weight rest on your palms. She 
wraps her arms around your neck to keep herself close to you. She starts gyrating her hips in 
response and you lift her ass, moving her up and down.  She leans back and stares at you, her eyes 
fixed unmoving on yours, her lips moving silently, mouthing words you cannot hear.  She pivots 
her hips a little, rocking her body so that your hard package is moving against the crotch of her 
shorts.
"Oh, God," she groans throatily, a voice deep with sex and passion.
She continues moving up and down, and you imagine feeling her painting coat after coat of her hot 
juices on the side of your cock with her pussy.   You stare into her eyes and watch them go hazy 
from pleasure.

>x Hilary

Your next door neighbor Hilary is a sweet, thin, pretty young mom.  She is about 5'-4", with long 
light brown hair, a smallish nose and thin lips.  She has an athletic body, with nice curves all the 
way up and down.  Her naked breasts are small and cone-shaped, with tight hard ruby-red nipples.  
Her soft, slender arms are wrapped around your neck.  She's straddling your lap, her cowgirl hips 
both concealed and highlighted in tight white shorts.  The flesh of her thighs is tanned and deeply 
soft, with no trace whatsoever of cellulite.

She takes your hand in her own and brings it to her lips.  With a look of suggestion in her eyes, she 
takes two of your fingers all the way into her mouth and closes her lips on them, a slight curl of 
smirk in her cheeks.

>Hilary, suck my fingers

Hilary holds your hand gently in one of hers, guiding it forward and backward, sucking your index 
and middle fingers in and out of her mouth.  Her lips are tightly closed on them and she 
alternatingly sucks hard and then relaxes.  You feel her tongue moving over your knuckles, teasing 
your fingertips, wrapping around you.  Her eyes half close with concentration.

Meanwhile, her other hand has ended up in your lap and she tantalizingly fingers your cock through 
your shorts.  Your cock is curled in on itself uncomfortably, especially considering how much it 
wants to spring free, but her caresses still feel fantastic.  You shift your hips, both pressing yourself 
into her searching hands while trying to adjust to relieve your discomfort.

>Hilary, remove my pants

Hilary slips off your lap and looks you over, a playfully sexy smile splayed across her lips.  Her 
hands drop to your lap and she uses the fingertips on both her hands to trickle a gentle touch over 
your cock.  You moan, the sudden pleasure of her touch shocks you.  Her dexterous fingers walk 
quickly over your smushed length, tantalizing you and making your rigidity even more urgent.  She 
watches your face, taking in your reactions to her touches.  Then she deftly opens the button of 
your shorts and pulls down the zipper.  The compression eases and you feel your cock expand to 
fill its newly available space.  She reaches in and caresses you once more through your boxers.

There’s no feeling in the world quite like the feeling of having a woman pull down your pants.  The 
sudden release allowing you to spring free is like coming up for air after being underwater for too 
long.  The anticipation of what is sure to follow and the actual sensation of the pants being slid 
down your legs are incomparable.   And having it done for the first time by someone new is 
exponentially more intense.

Hillary admires your now-naked cock for a moment, then takes it in one hand and feels its girth.

>Save
Saved until next month

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I’d like to thank Bitterfrost for being the player for this scene.  It must be frustrating only getting to 
play a few turns a month, but I really want to stretch this out as long as possible.  

Have a great month!



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This month in AIF by BBBen

We go through an AIF drought every year, and each year it seems to get longer and harsher. 
Hopefully the drought is beginning to break again this year, as we seem to have a little more 
interest and activity perking up this month than we have had recently. It’s still a rarity, however, 
when we get unexpected game releases like this month’s game by Priapus Rex, The Last Hurrah.

Despite the disappointing results for last month’s “Beat the Staff” competition (only two people 
entered, so the comp wasn’t published, although I believe it will be this month), apparently we’ve 
had much better results this month and the BtS comp will be restored as a regular feature. Make 
sure to vote in these comps.  It’s pretty easy to enter too, so write up a short passage and enter it.  
That could be a good way to get your feet wet in AIF writing.

“Live AIF” — AIF that is written in response to commands given by users —  has continued to be 
one of the more interesting, active features of the community this month. There is a “Live AIF” 
forum on AIFGames.com and Purple Dragon started using it last month with a thread based on his 
first BtS entry. I’ve also started a live AIF thread that I’ve been trying to keep up with, though it’s 
been a little tricky to get to writing the responses with any speed. Sorry, readers!

One thing that’s bothered me recently has been a bit of troll activity, particularly on Purple 
Dragon’s live AIF thread. We’ve been mercifully free of it in past, but something about Purple 
Dragon’s thread (which I personally think is pretty cool) seemed to draw out random, unprovoked 
hostility. I was forced to do some moderating, which I’d really rather not do (I’d prefer to focus on 
writing games, after all) but was necessary. Ironically, even if comments like “this is stupid” were 
acceptable, Purple Dragon had actually created a separate thread for comments, so that’s where 
such remarks should have been placed! Anyway, so far this seems to be more of an aberration than 
a trend, so I’m not too worried as of yet.

New Games

The Last Hurrah by Priapus Rex, released September 14 2007 for ADRIFT 3.9. You are a ladies 
man who is set to be married soon, but your chaste fiancé won’t have sex with you until the 
marriage. In your remaining days before the wedding you seek a last hurrah, looking to have sex 
with as many women from around the world as possible.




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Beat the Staff #3	

We are quite pleased to announce the triumphant return of our cut-scene writing competition this 
month.  Our theme “>watch” stirred your imaginations and we have quite a strong bunch of entries.

This month’s voting will be conducted on a poll at the Yahoo! AIFArchive message board.  
Announcements will be made regarding the poll shortly.

Without further ado, let’s see what our contestants have provided this month:

Entry #1: Paul Swift (Non-Staff) 

>watch through gap

You half stand, half crouch in the darkness, waiting for her to return. You hear the squeak of a door 
handle in desperate need of oil and light spills through the opening doorway. The air fills with the 
familiar smell of her sweet perfume and the sound of her drunken giggles. The room is fully 
illuminated with an audible click but except for the band of light flooding in through the gap in the 
wardrobe doors you are still in darkness. It is through this gap that you watch her.

She saunters over to the bed with only a hint of drunkenness in her light steps, her large breasts 
threatening to overspill the red halter at any minute. She sits on its edge and looks demurely over to 
the corner of the room at something you can’t see, her black miniskirt risen slightly shows off her 
gloriously long stocking covered legs. A young guy walks into your field of view; he bends at the 
middle and kisses her scarlet lips deeply and completely. He is in his very early twenties, at least 
ten years her junior and probably picked up from a bar in town. She always did like them young.

She pulls away, breaking the kiss. Her glossy red lipstick is smeared slightly and now he is wearing 
his fair share. He leans forward, attempting to push her backwards onto the bed but she stops him 
with outstretched arms. He looks down at her, obviously puzzled but she returns his gaze with a 
smile and more than a little mischief in her eye.

She reaches out and with one swift, fluid movement she unbuckles his belt as if she had been 
practicing it all her life. Hell, she has been practicing it all her life. With a quick downward wave of 
her hand she lowers his zip and his jeans fall to form a small figure of eight at his feet. To her 
obvious pleasure he is sans underwear, his semi-hard member bobbing obscenely a mere inch from 
her face. She reaches out and wraps her long fingers around it stroking it to life, unable to take her 
hungry eyes away from its hypnotising movement.

You feel your cock harden as you watch her lower her mouth to his now full sized fuck muscle. He 
pushes her long dark hair away from her face so that he can watch as she runs her tongue up the 
base of his cock and makes it dance around the tip before finally taking his shaft into her warm, wet 
mouth. She slowly sucks his full length leaving a scarlet trail of lipstick in her wake. You cannot 
resist any longer and begin to slowly rub your own dick, concentrating on heightening your 
pleasure without pushing yourself over the top.

She pulls her face away and smiles up at him once more, she pushes herself up with her hands and 
slides onto the middle of the bed. She reaches behind her head and undoes the knot holding her top 
in place, her large breasts fall free as she lies down. You watch as she pushes her ass clear of the 
mattress and pulls her skirt up past the hems of her stockings, revealing the creamy white skin that 
lies there like hidden treasure. It comes as no shock to you that she is not wearing panties; she 
never does when she is looking to pick up a guy. She reaches down with one hand to slide one 
finger into her luscious opening, her other hand pulls her right breast up to her mouth and she 
begins to suck on her own nipple, never taking her emerald green eyes off the guy while she does 
this.

Just like you, he watches her pleasuring herself with his cock in his hand. Her mouth releases her 
breast and she opens her mouth to say her first words to him since they entered the bedroom. She 
looks him up and down with desire and in a low, almost earthy growl she says, ‘Fuck me you 
bastard’. Just four simple words, but it is enough for him. He climbs onto the bed and lands on top 
of her, he paws at her and sucks one soft breast into his mouth as he sticks her pussy with his 
engorged tool.

She sucks in a short gasp of air as he enters her and lets out a low moan as he slides all the way in. 
She wraps her long legs around his waist and pulls him deeper inside her with her feet that are still 
covered in her red stilettos, the ones with the red ribbon that wraps around her calf and ties into a 
bow just behind the knee. The air is filled with a new smell. Her perfume still tickles your nostrils 
but it is now mingled with the rancid but intoxicating aroma of sex. The scent of hard, passionate 
fucking, the smell of them. He begins to slam into her harder and harder with every thrust and with 
every thrust the air is audibly pushed out of her lungs.

He grabs her by the hips and flips her over; she knows exactly what he wants and sticks her ass in 
the air.  From this angle you can look her in the face and watch her getting fucked while you slowly 
stroke your cock. She looks forward, looking directly at the wardrobe, maybe even looking right at 
you with your eyes pressed to the gap in the wardrobe door. You see her eyes widen as he once 
again slides into her. He fucks her harder this time, really slamming into her. You look on with 
delight at the sight of her being used by this guy, a guy she has probably only known for twenty 
minutes. You stroke your cock slower, determined not to peak too soon.

Before long he is spent. She makes an excuse and gets him to leave. He has gotten what he came 
here for and is happy to go. She returns to the bed, tired but not exhausted. Her cigarettes lie on the 
bedside table but she doesn’t light one, they are for later. You exit the confined and uncomfortable 
space where you keep your clothes and enter the light of your bedroom. On the bed lies Suzanne, 
your wife of five years. Underneath the harsh artificial light of the overhead bulb you can see the 
glistening of another man’s seed as it lies tangled up within her pubic hair and on the soft skin of 
her inner thighs. She looks up at you with the same mischievous smile you saw earlier and says to 
you, “That was my starter, now come over here and give me my main course.”

Entry #2. Knight Errant (Non-Staff)

>watch
 
You look over the crowd.  There's so much going on that initially you're unsure of who is most 
worth watching.  There's a punk girl on stage, wearing only black leather pants and black electrical 
tape over her nipples.  She's tied up in heavy rope, suspended spread-eagled waist-high.  The crowd 
in front of the stage is writhing to the music, everyone young and scantily clad.  One short girl 
catches your attention, however.  Her impressive bosom is barely constrained by a black lace 
corset, and she's wearing black panties and thigh-high fishnet stockings held up by a garter belt.
 
She's grinding heavily against a particularly lucky man.  His hands are all over her, caressing her 
breasts and thighs while he kisses her lips and neck.  His fingers are sliding higher on her thighs.  
You almost choke on your drink when he slips a finger under her panties.  Her hips roll with 
pleasure and she breaths a quiet moan, lost in the loud music.  You slip closer to get a better view, 
watching him finger her in the middle of the crowded dance floor.
 
He whispers something in her ear and the two head up to a loft overlooking the dance floor.  You 
follow them, staying back in the dark staircase so they won't see.  They settle down on a couch, 
kissing while he slides his fingers into her hot pussy.  He kisses down her neck, across her bare 
shoulder and down to the impressive mound of her breast.  He slips one of her breasts out of the 
corset, it looks like a D-cup.  She flings her head back and digs her fingers into his hair as he sucks 
her hard nipple into his mouth.  She pulls his cock out of his jeans, stroking it gently as he fingers 
her.  The two are lost in their own pleasure.  
 
She straddles him on the couch, pushing her black panties aside and sliding his thick cock into her.  
Her loud moan is barely audible over the throbbing music.  The two fuck there, not twenty feet 
from the hundred people dancing below.  He grips her ass, guiding her up and down over his cock, 
their motion making the couch shift and creak vigorously.  He slips his hand between them, 
apparently thumbing her clit as they fuck.  Her moans grow louder and her motions more violent.  
After a few moments, the woman cries out and arches her back.  The man keeps thrusting beneath 
her, groaning shortly after her.  They collapse, both spent.  As she slowly rises off of his cock, you 
slip back to the party, hoping to not be noticed.

Entry #3. Purple Dragon (Staff)

>watch littlehottie182

After clicking the link that brings up the webcam you sit back to enjoy the show.  The screen shows 
littlehottie from the neck down, lying on a bed and you slide your eyes over her pert little tits and 
down to her pussy that she is rubbing furiously.  Her legs are spread and she has shaved her pubic 
hair so her mysteries are all open to you.  Your cock starts to stiffen in your pants as you watch her 
slide a finger back and forth over her clit and it really starts pressing against your zipper when she 
sticks two finger in her cute little cunt and starts fingerfucking herself.

You have the strangest feeling that you’ve seen this before but the cam says live.  Maybe you’ve 
seen her before but it’s hard to tell since you can’t even see her face.  You dismiss the thought as 
you enjoy the sight of her firm young tits bouncing on her chest as she continues to pump two 
fingers in and out of her pussy.

She takes her hand away and you are disappointed until another person walks into view.  It’s a 
young stud and although you can’t see his face either, you can see his cock, which is every bit as 
ready for action as your own.  He reaches out and moves the camera so that you have a nice view of 
her pussy with his cock poised at the entrance.  He presses in and you can see her pussy lips 
stretching to take it all.  Then he begins moving in and out as her body writhes around beneath him.

You imagine that it’s you fucking that tasty little piece of ass as you reach down and try to adjust 
your aching cock in your pants.  He’s really giving it to her now, her whole body is shaking and she 
grips the bedspread around her in two tight little fists.  That feeling that you’ve seen this before hits 
you again and you wonder just what it is that you find so familiar.

Then it hits you and your cock wilts in your pants like someone just dumped a bucket of ice water 
over you.  It’s not the scene that you recognize, it’s the room.  Hell, you ought to recognize it, 
you’re sitting not 50 feet from it at the moment.  As calmly as possible, you open your gun case and 
take out your shotgun.  Resisting the temptation to load it you open the door and step out.  As you 
walk down the hallway you wonder if all those perverts out there who are watching your precious 
daughter will enjoy the sight of that piece of shit pissing himself as you march him naked out onto 
your front lawn.

Entry #4. A. Bomire (Staff)

>watch nanny cam

You plug the fake clock/camera into your computer, copying the recording of the last few hours 
onto your hard drive. You reset the camera, then turn your attention to the recording. Great – 4 
hours of video to review. You mutter darkly about your wife's paranoia. You’ve been using Mary 
as a babysitter for two years, and never had any problems. You consider yourself lucky to have a 
college student like her as a babysitter instead of some gum-popping teen.

You know that your wife won't be happy until you go over the video, so you load it up in some 
video viewing software. You press the on screen “Play” button, and watch yourself back away from 
the camera, which is recording the living room. You hit the “double speed” button, and zip through 
answering the door and letting Mary in. You watch yourself and your wife leave, then watch Mary 
sit with your two-year old son, Brian. She colors with him; then they have ice cream; then she puts 
in the Disney video you left on the coffee table and watches it until Brian falls asleep. She turns off 
the video and carries Brian up the stairs and out of your view. You hit the “double speed” button 
again, ramping the playback to 4 times normal speed. Mary speed-walks down the stairs, setting the 
baby monitor on the table and pops the video out of the DVD. She puts it back in the bookcase 
where you store your videos, and chooses another. You pause the playback at the point where she is 
bending down in front of the camera – giving you a brief look down the front of her blouse. 

You're no lecher, but Mary is an attractive girl, and the view of her smooth breasts in her white bra 
gives you a small smile. Chuckling to yourself, you press “Play” once again, and Mary returns to 
the TV, sitting on the couch and flipping channels. After a few minutes of watching this, you hit the 
“double speed” button again, and zip through Mary shifting now and again as she watches the 
movie. The way she seemingly jerks about is actually kind of funny – crossing and uncrossing her 
legs, shifting the pillows, drinking some soda...wait! What was that? You slow the playback to see 
her pulling out her cell phone, answering it.

She chats animatedly on her phone, lying back and ignoring the TV. You are about to go back to 
speed-watching when you see her hands, which are resting comfortably in her lap, rub her thighs, 
somewhat unconsciously. Then one hand moves slowly upwards to rest on her breast. Her hand 
squeezes her breast through her blouse, then you watch her pinch her nipple. As you stare intently 
at the screen, she suddenly stops. She rests the phone on the coffee table, and quickly moves to the 
window, pulling the curtains closed. She picks up the phone, and lies down once more.

Her hand quickly returns to slowly rubbing her breast, then she smiles and sits up. Reaching for the 
buttons on her blouse, she unbuttons it quickly, pulling it off. You watch as she slips her arms from 
the sleeves, her back arched and her bra-clad breasts thrust forward. They are nicely sized – not 
large, but not small either. You can just see her nipples poking through the smooth fabric of her 
bra. After removing her blouse, you gawk as she reaches up, unsnapping the front of her bra and 
stripping off that as well. Her unfettered breasts swing freely as she lies back, picking up the phone 
once more. She talks on the phone as she toys with her breasts. She closes her eyes, and begins 
rubbing her palm over her crotch. 

You pause the video, rubbing your eyes which sting from staring unblinking at the screen for so 
long. You look over at the door to your guest bedroom/office, quietly getting up and closing it. You 
sit back down at the computer, reaching down and opening your pants. You gratefully release your 
thickening shaft, which has been pressing uncomfortably against your trousers, and you stroke it 
slowly as you start the video once more.

Mary's hand drifts from rubbing her crotch to slide into her jeans. She arches her back, her mouth 
forming an “O” of pleasure as her hand resumes its rubbing motion. She keeps this up for a bit, 
then stands up, unzipping her jeans and dropping them to her ankles. She wears a pair of pink bikini 
panties, which she also pulls down to her ankles as well. You look at her near-naked form. Her 
rounded breasts thrust upwards from her chest, and her naked pussy with its tightly trimmed hair 
atop it peeks at you from between her firm thighs. You stroke your throbbing shaft as you look at 
the screen.

Mary sits back down on the couch, her hand immediately returning to her crotch. She strokes and 
rubs her pussy lips slowly and lovingly. Her other hand cups her naked breast, squeezing it. Her 
thumb and finger tease her erect nipple, pulling and twisting at it slightly. Mary talks on the cell 
phone which she has wedged against her ear as she continues to masturbate. Her hand on her pussy 
moves faster and faster, then slows down as she finds her clit. She strokes this slowly, then moves 
her hand down. She slides one finger inside of her pussy, and her mouth opens wide. You can 
almost hear her moaning as she starts fingering herself. She pulls her hand up to her mouth, licking 
her fingers then returning quickly and placing first one and then another finger inside of her pussy.

You stroke your cock in time to her movements, almost imagining it is you pumping in and out of 
her wet pussy instead of her hand. She writhes on the couch, her hand frantically fucking her pussy. 
She releases her breast, bringing her other hand down to stroke her clit. Her movements become 
more and more frantic, her head tossing from side to side. Suddenly, her back arches, and she 
shoves her fingers deeply inside of herself as her whole body shudders. You groan aloud, watching 
the young girl orgasm on your couch. You stroke your cock faster and faster as she shakes and 
shudders, her mouth open and panting.

With a loud groan, you stand up, your cock erupting. You point it at the screen, shooting your jism 
directly on the video of Mary as she slowly slides down from her orgasmic high. Again and again 
you shoot, painting the video screen with your seed. At last, you collapse panting in your chair. 
You look at the screen, and can barely see Mary lying panting and gasping on the couch, her 
soaking wet hand in her mouth as she licks her own juices from her fingers. You grab the mouse, 
pressing “Pause” as you tuck yourself back into your pants. You quickly hunt up some tissues and 
video screen cleaner, and clean up the mess before you accidentally damage your computer.

When you do, you see Mary's near-naked form lying limp as a rag-doll on your couch, her legs 
bowed out so her naked pussy is visible. You hit “Play” again, and watch Mary lie there for a few 
minutes longer. Then she sits up, looking down at herself and blushing slightly. She picks up bra 
from the floor, putting it on, and is pulling up her jeans and panties when she suddenly looks up 
towards the living room window. She frantically zips up her jeans, and pulls on her shirt. She 
leaves it unbuttoned as she hangs up the cell phone and runs into the kitchen.

The video next shows you and your wife coming into the house. A few seconds later, Mary joins 
you in the hallway, coming from the kitchen, her blouse fully buttoned though untucked. You 
remember her saying she was cleaning up a spill, and how you hadn't thought anything of it at the 
time. The video shows you paying Mary for her services and waving good-bye as she leaves. Then 
you walk over to the camera and shut it off.

You stare at the screen, unable to believe what you had just seen. But you do know one thing – you 
are definitely taking your wife out more often. Hmmm…you think Mary mentioned she was 
available next Thursday.

Entry #5. A. Ninny (Staff)

>watch

Watch.  Yes, well… That’s been the bane of your existence all year.   Every time you look up from 
your work your head turns toward the window to see if there is something worth watching.  It has 
become a reflex.  A habit.  An addiction even.  More often than not you look up from your work 
without thinking and without even reaching a convenient stopping point.  Halfway through drawing 
a line you stop, your neck moves, your head turns and you take a look out the window.  Even when 
their shades are down; even when they have been down all day.  Is there some change this time?  
Nope.  Head down.  Work.  Head up.  Look again.  Shades still down.  Arghhh!  This must stop!

When the semester began and you took a desk by the window you didn’t even realize the building 
outside was a dormitory.  If you had known, you still would have taken this desk intentionally, 
figuring there might be something worth looking at from time to time.  You wouldn’t have 
anticipated how difficult it would be to not look.  How much you’d long to let a few minutes go by 
without looking.

To those girls over there, this building must be the kind of invisible that anything nondescript 
becomes when you see it every day.  Never mind that the bright fluorescents in your studio are on 
all day and all night, or that many heads must be visible in the large expanses of glass - those of 
fervently working grad students.

To you and your studio-mates, those girls have become somewhat a famous diversion.  Ever since 
you first spotted the brunette come in from the shower and drop her towel on the floor.  You called 
Joe and John and Ted over: “Hey!  Get over here!  You’ve got to see this!”  You and they watched 
her totally casual nudity, slowly picking through her closet for something to wear.  She seemed 
completely unaware of her fishbowl status.  Like many of the undergraduates at your university, 
she is extraordinarily attractive.  Long wavy brown hair tumbles down over young, shapely 
shoulders.  She has large, firm breasts and a sweet, curvy ass.  You resisted the urge to paint “10” 
on a placard and hold it up to the window.

And she’s not even the only one!  Four windows in a row – those rooms all house girls without 
roommates – one whose lacy curtains she assumes conceal her voluptuous body but really only 
accentuate it, another two who are more careful about their shades but very occasionally forget.  
You’ve seen all of them in various states of undress, hot co-ed lovelies oblivious of the leering, 
sometimes cheering grad students right in front of their windows.

You’ve got to do something.  You feel your productivity, not to mention your sanity, slowly 
slipping.  Find some way to tell those girls to keep their shades closed?  Cover your window with 
paper?  Or just keep watching, over and over, forever unwilling to risk missing a chance to see a 
naked girl.  What does that say about you?  Lascivious.  Lecherous.  Lewd.  That’s what.

The light flicks on in one of the dorm rooms.  You’re actually were not looking out at that 
particular moment, but you’ve programmed yourself to detect those changes.  The busty brunette 
bursts backward through the doorway, pushed in by a man (or at least a male student) who closes 
the door behind them.  You haven’t seen her other than alone before, so this certainly catches your 
eye.   His hands are all over her and he pulls her to him, kissing her, mashing his lips on her face.

But something’s wrong.  She’s not really fighting him, but neither does seem to be returning his 
kisses.  She keeps moving her head and appears to be trying to avoid him.  Is it just play? And her 
hands – are they trying to get on him or are they trying to keep his hands off her?  He’s moving too 
eagerly for you to be sure.   And she’s saying something.  Obviously you can’t hear her, but you 
can see the tone she’s projecting, and it is stern and warning, but not panicked.

He keeps slowly backing her until she comes up against her bed.  She falls backward and he pushes 
her onto the bed and climbs up on top of her.  He sits straddling her waist and begins clawing, 
animal-like at her clothes.

Things are only getting worse over there and you feel the bile rise in your throat as you watch the 
guy struggle with her.  A wave of an adrenaline rush begin to course through you as he finally gets 
her shirt off her, leaving her breasts looking disheveled in her bra.   He yanks the bra and then 
forces her several times to keep her hands from covering her chest.  Her large tits shift fluidly back 
and forth as she tries to get away from the guy.  She is visibly panicked now, crying and shouting 
and he covers her mouth and bends down to say something threatening to her, something that 
leaves her without any more words for him.

Why hasn’t anyone come to help her?  There are dorm rooms up and down the corridor from hers, 
but no lights have gone on.  Maybe someone has already called the police?  Or maybe nobody 
knows what is happening in there but you.

What should you do?  Continue to watch – getting a cheap thrill out of seeing her getting ravaged 
before your eyes?  Or try to help this woman you don’t know but feel an affinity for nevertheless.  
If you’re going to do something you’d better do it now…

Entry #6.  Nimdok (Non-Staff)

> Watch through binoculars

He is gorgeous. Tall, nearly two metres, bronze-colored and lean, he doesn’t bulge with muscle but simply is toned. His 
face steals the show, however, with its deep green eyes, thin and long nose, full lips, and flatly pointed chin. He’s 
hairless, at least what you can see at the moment, including a lack of eyebrows, either a recessive gene or a very well 
made razor to blame. From your angle you can see his full body, his lack of clothes beyond a pair of dark-blue boxer-
briefs, and that his tan is universal. Sitting there, watching him sleep, you feel yourself becoming self-conscious of 
where you are and what you’re doing, and consider stopping. Then he stirs.

Your heartbeat quickens, goosebumps rise on your skin, and your eyes are glued to the binoculars. He reaches out and 
rubs his face with one forearm, then slowly sits straight up. He stands, giving you a show of muscles flexing beneath 
skin, and walks parallel to the window, moving towards the bathroom. You shift in your perch to give you a view 
through the new window, and are pleased to catch him with his boxers down, giving you a scintillating view of a naked 
ass which perfectly suits him, tight and lean. Then he turns around, and for the first time since you’ve been watching 
you see him naked.

His crotch is as hairless as the rest of him, a revelation which creates a stir in your own loins. His penis hangs limp, 
dangling in your view in its uncut glory. Even flaccid it easily weighs in at fifteen centimetres long, probably five or six 
around. Straight like an arrow, it almost completely conceals his balls, compact from the chill night. While he sits on 
the toilet and begins his business you can’t help but imagine that penis erect, pointing the way forward in all its glory, 
and the mental image is too much.

Insuring you’re well situated, you slowly lower one hand to your jeans, unzipping the fly while leaving the button done 
in case you need to move quickly. Thankful you found a place to sit with a steady back-rest, you lean back and let your 
fingers venture into familiar territory, all the while concentrating on the young man, now lazily staring out the window 
and into the distance while his bowels move. You flex and shift your hand in slow, glorious motions, enjoying every 
second of the play and the fantasy now playing out in your mind, the centre of which is, of course, the young man and 
his penis, with yourself implanted into the mix. Suddenly, a noise rings out. You drop the binoculars, which swing 
down and impact your chest, held in place by the leather strap, and look down with what you can imagine is a dear-in-
headlights look.  Below, a car door shuts, and a uniformed man steps out, looking straight at you. He pulls a torch from 
his belt, flicks it on, and shines it directly into your face.

“Alright, down here, now!” he yells.

Entry #7. BBBen (Staff)

> watch

…and they do it! You hadn’t believed that they were serious, but Betty and Julie are as good as 
their word, and they start making out right in front of you. Since they had dragged you out of the 
mall and driven you back to Betty’s place they’d been flirting with you, but you were sure they 
were just playing with you. It certainly wouldn’t be out of character for these two cheerleaders to 
toy with a guy and lead him on just for sport, but you’ve never seen them French kiss each other 
before.

Pretty little blonde Betty has to angle her head up to meet tall, redheaded Julie’s lips, but there’s no 
doubt about the contact – tongues are coming into play, lipstick is being smudged with the 
passionate kiss. Then you notice Betty’s fingers tugging gently on one of the buttons of Julie’s 
blouse; she’s not undoing it just yet, but there’s definitely a suggestion there that she may be 
readying to uncover Julie’s ample bust. Meanwhile, Julie’s hands slowly trace down Betty’s back 
until they reach the curve of her buttocks. All of a sudden Julie grabs on to Betty’s ass and squeezes 
it playfully, pulling Betty upward.

Betty laughs at the surprise and puts her arms around Julie’s neck for a few more kisses before she 
turns to you and says, “Look at his face!”

You figure you must have been wearing a pretty comical expression, but honestly you weren’t 
thinking about that at all. Betty and Julie grin in amusement at you, but there is a saucy, suggestive 
look in both their eyes that tells you today may – finally – be the day you lose your virginity. And 
what a way to do it!

Entry #8. peterson9803 (Non-Staff)

>watch 
 
Okay, you're fucked. Behind you is the Revolutionary Amazon Girls' commando troop, three hot 
young lesbian women, whose only goal is to castrate, eradicate and frustrate all members of the 
Continental Organization of Command and Kontroll. They're armed with antique, but effective 
weaponry, like the good ol' UZI. You'd swear you have recognized the sound of a fucking Enfield 
behind you.
 
Sadly, this beautiful and deadly troop hasn't been informed of your recent defection.
 
In front of you, you see your former teammates. Ricardo, the diminutive Puerto Rican, is carrying 
his Vulcan, which is roughly three times his size, while Bulldog, this mean meatbag with his arms 
like trunks and his legs of steel only has his hands. Okay, they're enough on him. You've seen him 
rip off the doors of a car. An armored one.
 
Oh, and Carmen. Can't forget Carmen. Redhead. Stunning. Small tits, but enough hip to grip her 
and pull her down on your hard cock. Carries a pulsepistol. Could make you weep, beg and scream, 
all in matter of seconds. Once, you thought you loved her. And then you found out what she did to 
your dog. Too bad you weren't allowed to shoot your fucking 2IC.

Of course *they* know about your defection.
 
You suddenly feel very, very alone, and very, very dead. It's only a matter of seconds before one 
side pulls the trigger and, well, you're the only fucking cover in this fucking round hall.
 
Scratch that. You've seen enough firefights to see how it goes.  You're the only *unarmed* future 
cover in this hall.
 
You hear Clara, the blonde leader of RAG, scream "It's a..." but before she can finish, the headache 
overwhelms you. Again. And you fall into darkness.
 
It must've been seconds at most you were unconscious. You doubt you'd be breathing otherwise. 
Then again....

Oh. Somebody's screaming. Hey, you know that scream. That's Carmen! And the last time she 
screamed that way, it wasn't because of you.

You open your eyes.

It still isn't because of you, but right now you're happy. She only screams that way when she's 
coming or somebody else is going, permanently, and considering your luck in the last time, you 
don't want to take any chances

Then again, she's got every right to scream, 'cause Paula, little RAGgy Paula, is ramming *both* 
her arms up Carmen's ass, and her face betrays arousal as well as pain. Carmen.
That fucking pain slut.
 
Meanwhile, Clara's sucking Ricardo's schlong, and she can't swallow it all; the Vulcan's not the 
only oversized thing. You see her throat bulge and her eyes pop and she *still* tries to get that 
fucker deeper in her mouthcunt. Ricardo's swearing, Spanish or some shit like that, pulling her 
short hair, trying to get her away, but she bites him - only slightly - and fucking eats her way to the 
base. That looks painful, but Ricardo just tried to waste you, so you've got no mercy for the 
motherfucker anyway.
 
The new girl - she's bald and muscled and must be the replacement for the cunt you've fucked with 
your bullet last month - has overpowered 'dog, and rides him like a wild stallion. She screams and 
he grunts and their hips are meeting with a fucking force you can't believe it.
 
The air's ripe with sex and you can almost taste the cuntjuice and the sperm on your tongue. The 
screaming's becoming a single cacophony of lust, and the rhythmic pounding travels through the 
marvel floor right up your spine.
 
Great. Now you know the effect of the serum your own private Mengele has injected you. You can 
create orgies. Instigate lust. Even in embittered enemies who'd love nothing more to bathe in the 
other sides' entrails.

You sigh, and look down to your rod, and you remember fondly when your thoughts could call it a 
*steel* rod.

'Cause, apparently, it made you impotent.

Entry #9. StormNinjaBlade (Non-Staff)

>watch window

You're lying stretched out in bed, your arms helping to prop up your head as you gaze outside your 
window, watching the clouds play across the star field when you notice a light go on in the second 
story window in the house next door to your own: Chloe Williams' bedroom window. You've 
fantasied for years about the girl next door, even entertained thoughts about spying through her 
window, but despite the ideal positioning of your respective windows you've always chickened out.
 
Before you can contemplate the matter any further, the light goes out and you go back to watching 
the stars. Then your attention is drawn back to her window when a single match light flares into life 
and you see Chloe illuminated by that single fragile flame. While she gently carries the tiny flare, 
lighting several white church candles around her room you take the opportunity to memorise her 
form. She has ebony hair secured in a tight pony tail, her face reflecting her mother's latina heritage 
with high cheeks and beautifully full lips. Dressed as she is for bed, she's wearing flannel long-
sleeved pajamas, blue with yellow star symbols. Chloe finishes up by lighting one last candle on 
her windowsill then pouts her lips and extinguishes her little match with a gentle breath.
 
You continue to watch as she turns her back to your own darkened window and looks at herself in 
her dresser mirror, obviously admiring the view, if not quite as ardently as you yourself. She leans 
forward at her waist and reaches out to cue a track on her CD-player and you watch the thin 
material stretch against the globes of her buttocks. As still as the night is you can hear the music as 
clearly as you were in her room with her as it starts up slowly but with a seductive rhythmic pulse.
 
Chloe stands up and loosens her ponytail, letting her silky black hair cascade down to the small of 
her back. She combs her fingers through it for a few moments until she can resist the gentle 
swaying of the music no more and begins to let it guide her movements. Its subtle at first, just 
brushing her hair to the rhythm, but before long its her entire body moving. You are just enjoying 
watching her sinuous movements when you realise her fingers have been plucking at the buttons of 
her top and then she's swinging it around her head in long lazy circles her hair swinging in 
sympathy and the candle flames dancing with her. A few sputter out in the artificial breeze and the 
room is suddenly a fraction dimmer. Soon she tosses the top away, turning around to face the 
window and now you can see the swell of her breasts underneath her singlet top. Her eyes are 
closed as she lets the music guide her movements, her hands go from her temples, down her smooth 
hair, her collarbone, her breasts, the soft rise of her belly and back up again. On their return journey 
they tug at the drawstring of her pajama bottoms and with a sexy shimmy of her hips, still in time 
with the music, she slides them down her legs.
 
When she straightens back up, she flips her hair up, and suddenly she's standing before you in 
nothing but a pair of silk boxers and a cotton singlet, her eyes still closed, her body still twisting to 
the sound of the music. You can tell by the way her breasts are bouncing under her top with each 
little movement that underneath that shirt is naked skin and you sit up straighter when you see her 
hands toying with the hem. She lifts it up and tugs it down in alternating movements, that have you 
on the edge wondering if this time its finally going to come off. She pirouettes and in one sinuous 
movement she is swinging her top around her head, her bare back glistening in the dancing 
candlelight as several more candles are extinguished before her top joins the rest of her discarded 
garments.

Her hips continue to twist and shimmy in time to the music as her hands appear to be massaging 
her breasts. Now the music is rapidly approaching a crescendo, joined by Chloe's soft moans as one 
of her hands slips into her boxers. Your own hand is slipping past your own waistband when your 
moans join Chloe's in a primal duet.
 
Chloe instantly stops and spins around, her eyes wide in apparent shock. You bite your tongue to 
stifle any more telltale sounds and she wraps one arm against her chest, her eyes searching the 
darkness of your room for your presence.
 
Quickly she blows out a candle on her vanity and slips to the window, keeping herself covered as 
she approaches the last candle burning brightly on the windowsill. She leans forward purses her 
lips, and blows a kiss into the darkness, extinguishing the last candle and plunging her room into 
total darkness.
 
You've been holding your breath since the grunt that gave you away, and the moment stretches out. 
You can hear Chloe's heavy breathing, whether from the exertion of her dance, the fear of being 
watched or her own arousal you can't tell. Then as the moment seems to have stretched to breaking 
point Chloe speaks.
 
"Did you like what you saw?" she whispers into the night air between her window and your own. 
Her voice is hesitant as if she isn't sure if anyone is even there, or if she really wants an answer at 
all.
 
You are trying to formulate an answer that wont make you sound like a creepy pervert who makes a 
habit of looking through women's bedroom windows when, thankfully, Chloe continues.
 
"Would you like to see more?" she asks almost shyly but regaining some of the confidence and 
playfulness you've come to associate with your pleasant-natured next door neighbour.
 
The next silence stretches on but eventually you find your voice and whisper "yes."  There is 
another pause, then the sound of movement in the darkness of her room, then the CD track starts up 
again from the very beginning then her voice returns, so close and intimate its almost like she is 
whispering in your ear. "If you want to see more you're going to have to give me something worth 
watching in return."
 
Sitting in the darkness wondering if you can do it, you imagine the girl next door dancing in 
nothing but candlelight. You reach over, flick on your bed lamp and begin to undo your belt. Next 
door you can hear a quiet giggle and softly muted applause. You decide its only fair to give as good 
as you got, and maybe you'll get back a little bit more in return.


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Beat the Staff #4: The AIF inspired Pin-Up Infatuation

For those of you who see my posts on AIFGames.com, you will have noticed that I have a woman 
in my avatar and a little promotional line about her in my signature.  The woman is Carlotta 
Champagne, a model of, if I may say so, nearly incomparable beauty.  She was the inspiration for 
Carly, the sexy au pair that appeared in “Green Summer: Live AIF” last year in this newsletter 
(refer to editions July, 2006 through November, 2006).

I first discovered her when looking over model portfolios on OneModelPlace.com (OMP), a web 
site for models and photographers to show off their stuff in order to get paid assignments from one 
another.  While writing AIF I often use OMP models as, well, models for ‘>x chick’ descriptions.  
Carlotta immediately stood out as being far hotter than all of the skinny waifs on that site.  She has 
real curves, real hips, real tits.  She’s real easy to look at – for hours on end.  Honestly, I don’t 
normally get pin-up infatuations, but the fact that I wrote a lengthy sex scene while staring at her 
pictures definitely hooked me.

 
Writing her into AIF, even Live AIF, was extremely fun.  So I figured I shouldn’t hog that fun – I 
should share it!

So here’s my charge for you staff-beaters this month:  write a cut-scene featuring Carlotta 
Champagne.

Obviously, you’ll have to get familiar with her first (that’s the fun part).  So here are some 
resources for you:

Carlotta’s OneModelPlace.com portfolio: 
http://www.onemodelplace.com/model_list.cfm?ID=149902

Carlotta’s home page (it’s a pay site, but has numerous free images) 
http://www.carlottachampagne.com

And as a special treat, we offer a CyberAge.com promo video hosted here on the newsletter web 
site (16MB WMV file): http://newsletter.aifcommunity.org/carlotta.wmv

Here's the short: You submit a single AIF cut-scene of any length you want, it conforms to the 
assigned theme. All of us staff members each write a cut-scene of the same theme. All the cut-
scenes get published next month. Everyone votes. Someone wins. If you beat the staff, you get 
ultimate bragging rights.

Here's the long, drawn-out, list-format rules:
 
• Submissions must be in the format of a single AIF cut-scene or `turn'. The cut-scene must include 
the player command.
 
• There is no limit (minimum or maximum) to the length of your submission.
 
• Submissions must be original, never released before (though they may be drawn from a work in 
progress).
 
• The deadline for submissions is October 29, 2007.
 
• All received submissions will be published in the November edition of "Inside Erin".
 
• Following publication, a voting mechanism will be set up. Everyone will be invited to vote. 
Voting duration will depend on the number of entries received. A single winner will be announced.
 
• Entries should be e-mailed to ninnyAIF AT gmail DOT com.
 
• This is the most important part: Submissions must conform to the following theme:
“Carlotta” Your cut-scene should feature model Carlotta Champagne as a character or in some 
other role.  See the above links for photographs and video of her so you know what you’ve got to 
work with.
 
• The criteria. What's going to make your entry better? Well, keep in mind that you're not writing an 
entire AIF. That means that this cut-scene is a self-contained entity.  Your entry should give an idea 
for the game’s back story and also feel like it is part of something that moves forward – your reader 
should really want to type in the next command.  Since the premise behind the theme is that 
Carlotta is an extremely AIF-worthy woman, the hotter you make her seem in your cut-scene, the 
better it will be.

Good Luck!




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Erin Street Interviews by A. Ninny

This month we venture back out into the community to see what’s on the minds of  players and 
potential authors.  This month we’re pleased to have had thoughtful discussions on a variety of 
subjects with Nimdok, Sphynx and peterson9803.

AN: How did you find AIF and how would you characterize your involvement with it at this 
point? 

Nimdok: I discovered AIF sometime in the late nineties, probably like most others, while looking 
for Zork-like games. I think I found stuff like A Night With Troi first, then branched out from 
there. As for my involvement, I've tried to write a few games, never finished them mostly out of 
boredom and a short attention span, and I've played as many as I can find. I don't generally make 
my opinion on games known, mostly because I can get overcritical of things which most others 
would overlook. 

Peterson9803: Oh my god, that was ages ago - I think my first exposure was Moist; I was 
searching for interactive fiction after playing Zork again, and thought: "Hey. There's porn for 
everything on the net!"
 
Yes, I was that young. I think it was back in '99 or so. Maybe even '98. And Moist is probably one 
of the best games of the genre, even now, and probably the best "puzzle-driven sex romp". I still 
remember Kim very fondly.
 
My involvement? Primarily, I'm a lurker; too little time, and not enough ideas. I've beta-tested one 
game (scary thing; but I managed to point out some errors) and participated in Beat the Staff. And 
one day, my mini-comp entry will be finished!

Sphynx: Let's see... I found AIF way back somewhere in 2002. I really have no idea how I found it. 
I assume I was looking for adult video games and stumbled blindly into "adult interactive fiction". 
After playing through one, then another, and another, I was hooked. I've been a loyal member ever 
since. Hell, I even played through Vachon's games. Nowadays I don't check in quite as often, but 
my loyalty is still here. I've even tried my hand at authoring, though like so many, mine are still 
somewhere on my hard drive. 

AN:  You recently entered a cut-scene in "Beat the Staff".  What did you think of the 
experience of contributing to the community?  

Nimdok: As a contribution I'm not sure if it was meaningful to me, per se, although it was a 
different type of writing than I'm used to. I dunno if anyone but me would appreciate that fact, but 
there it is. I also wanted to write something you don't see every day, a female protagonist, a female 
voyeur, and I sorta just copped-out on the ending because I was, to be honest, already slightly bored 
with the whole thing but wanted to finish it. 

peterson9803: It's scary, exhilarating, and fascinating; I like creative writing, but somehow, 
exposing your own work to the whole work? It's presenting a part of yourself on a silver platter, 
with no chance to retreat. And even though I hide behind pseudonyms, it's a risk - will the people 
like it? Won't they? But then, there are some things that make it all worth the anxiousness - like 
Purple Dragon voting for my first entry. 

Sphynx: I really enjoyed participating in the first "Beat the Staff". It felt great to get the creative 
juices flowing and see the results on paper (well, screen). I had a solid idea of what I wanted to 
write as soon as I saw the cut-scene topic. In the end, I'm just glad that others enjoyed my entry. I 
didn't expect to do as well as I did. 

AN: On the same subject, why do you or do you not feel that BtS is a reasonable way to get 
people into AIF authorship? 

Nimdok: I think contests like this are a double-edged sword as far as finding new writing blood is 
concerned. Yes, it gets people into thinking about how to word and form a scene, which might then 
cause them to elaborate on said scene and continue from there. However, writing a scene and 
coding a game are two separate things, and insofar only a couple of the AIF languages are really 
new-writer friendly, which could easily scare away someone 'empowered' by such a contest. 

peterson9803: I don't think it's a viable way to turn people into *game* authors. I think the bigger 
problem is not the prose, but the programming skills.  However, it *does* perform a vital function. 
The BtS gives those of us (like me) who simply don't have the time to program a game a chance to 
participate in a meaningful way. It brings the community closer together, and that's good.

Sphynx: I do feel that it is a reasonable way. For me, when I was writing my submission I kept 
drawing on the 'works in progress' that I already have. And once I was done with the submission I 
immediately turned back to those works to see if I could make some headway on them. I believe a 
great deal of the community have works in progress. The BtS is just one more way to prod them 
into completing their first game. 

AN:  What do you think could help make the community more active? 

Nimdok: I hate to say it, but in general the activity level of the community won't improve or 
change, because most of the games which come out of it don't try to innovate in terms of storylines 
and concepts, leaving that to the wayside for the sex. Sure, being able to gauge and track what level 
of arousal an NPC is at is a great way to elaborate on a scene, but what does it do for the actual 
storytelling? Nothing, unless someone can integrate it by changing how the story plays out based 
on that level. Until storylines and story-telling become more important to most writers, things are 
just going to remain kind of low-key. 

peterson9803: I think the problem do not lie within the community, but the real life of its 
members; and quite honestly, does it *need* to be more active? We're a pretty small group, all in 
all, with what, 6000 members? And how many of them are active members, who regularly check 
the group? And yet, we usually get about 10 games per year, more if we include the minicomp. 
And then, look at the quality of the games. No, I do not think we need to be more active. The BtS 
is, in my opinion, a great way already. Maybe - and that's a big maybe - the newsletter people could 
try to actively recruit some people to review games; but otherwise?
 
Hm. Another idea? Isn't there this "Teach people to write AIF" workshop soon? Maybe a contest - 
"Now you've learned the simple techniques; send us your version of the demo game." Admittedly, 
it would make for tons of very similar games, gameplay-wise; but the differences would be in the 
stories and the characters. A mini-minicomp, so to speak.

Sphynx: That's a tough one. Nobody will author if they just don't feel like putting in all the work 
required. I have thought in the past that a communal game would be great. A game 'hosted' by one 
author who would give out parameters to the community. Anybody in the community could then 
provide the module (I'm obviously thinking of ADRIFT) for a room that would include all of the 
pieces for a sex scene (npc, room descrip, objects, etc.) The 'host' would then be responsible for 
tying in all of the various rooms into a master game. It would be a way to include members without 
putting them through the trials of completing an entire game on their own. Consider it a stepping 
stone. Just a thought I've had. 

AN: What sorts of features or content would you like to see more of in AIF games? 

Nimdok: As the above would suggest, I'd like to see games with more actual storytelling, more 
background on the characters, and less emphasis on the one-conquest-after-another mentality. Sure, 
they have their place, and some are damn entertaining, but sometimes being able to play a game 
with good storytelling AND sex is what you're after. An epic story plus sex. The Crossroads games 
are close, but they're too trite, too cliché to really seal the deal. Another part that keeps things kind 
of stagnant is the languages themselves, in that most of them are daunting to a new writer simply 
because writing the story/scenes and writing the game are, as previously mentioned, two separate 
endeavors. ADRIFT comes very close to being an ideal new-writer language, if not for the price-
tag. 

peterson9803: Free choice! Really; most games have one tried-and-true path and deviations from it 
are simply not permitted. You go through the motions, fuck whoever's available, solve some 
riddles, and in the end get together with your (girlfriend/woman you've hated/perfect 
dreambabe/employer/all of the before). I'd like a game where the player can choose what the main 
character is doing; is he going to seduce a female character? Ignore her? Make her fall for him and 
then reject her? Which of the dozens of girls he slept with will he choose in the end? Will she get 
together with the handsome rogue? Or with the awkward, but well-meaning scientist?
 
There are days I want to be a shining hero. There are days I want my character to perform the most 
malicious deeds.
 
That's the reason why I liked, for example, A Goblin's Life, with its tons of options - in a single 
scene! Or The Burbs, where for most (all?) women you'd have the choice to seduce or rape her. 
That's something I miss in most AIF games, who play like they're interactive novels, with few if 
any choices.
 
Also:
 
And a personal pet peeve: Guess-the-verb. I really liked the Last Hurrah - but I was very often 
stumped; I knew what I wanted to do, but had no clue *how* to do it - I tried to open the beer, for 
example, to pour it into the bowl. Neither pour nor open were allowed. Gah! 

Sphynx: I'd like to see more One Night Stands. They don't require that you spend a few hours 
exploring an entire city just to find a piece to a puzzle. Also, I wouldn't mind seeing more female 
pc's. As much as I like the young-man-fucks-everything-in-sight genre, I think the woman version 
is hotter. But that's just me.

AN: Finally, one last question only for Nimdok: Your BtS indicates that you are interested in 
gay AIF.  There are very few games with gay content.  What do you think would encourage 
the production of more gay AIF? 

Nimdok: When I wrote my submission, I actually envisioned a female voyeur, not a male, but I 
think more gay games would improve the general audience of the genre. As to encouraging it, you 
need a community which wants it first. I don't think the average AIF player wants to play a game 
with a gay protagonist, or a female one for that matter, but I can't speak for everyone out there so 
I'm only generalizing. The other side is you have to have writers willing to write it, regardless of 
their own sexual bent. 

AN: Thanks, everyone for your thoughtful answers.




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AIF Scuttlebutt

Hey, kids! I’m back again to fill you in on who’s doing what in the world of AIF. Almost all my 
info here has been filtered out of the recent “Who’s Working on What” Yahoo! discussion.  I had a 
better response to that post than I expected, so I’m going to run through quickly what we learned.

Many authors who have previously released AIF games remarked that they have something new in 
the works.  These include BBBen, A. Bomire (collaborating with several authors), Sir Gareth 
(long time since you released Prom Night, Sir. We really would love to see your new game one 
day), captainc22, GoblinBoy and Purple Dragon.  

A few newer authors mentioned being nearly done with new games.  Evilbob (who previously 
released Those Annoying Aliens) in particular made us hopeful with his announcement that a game 
tentatively entitled Those Darn Kids is ready to be beta-tested.  A great many more told us they 
have games in the early “someday I’ll finish it” stages.  Finally, Knight Errant is working on a 
new TADS 3 game set in Medieval Europe.  He is also planning to release new TADS 3 libraries 
that he is developing in conjunction with the game.

Another blast from the past appeared on the message boards this month.  Choices, a Badman 
Memorial Lifetime Achievement Award winner and author of several revered games, posted that 
he’s looking at some newer TADS libraries.  Does that mean a new game is in the works?  Stay 
tuned.

Finally, I have to call out to anyone who may know Chris Cole in real life.  Chris hasn’t been 
heard from in several months, and we’re a bit concerned.  Has he simply decided to quietly retire or 
did something happen to him?  If you know, can you send us a note?  I’m not super worried yet.  
After all, I gave up -3- for dead and then out of the blue he sent me an e-mail last month.  In any 
case, let’s all get together and wish Chris well.



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How to Write a One Night Stand: A Tutorial – Part 2 by Purple Dragon

Did everyone finish your homework?  Please pass it to the front of the class.  Hmm, it looks like 
several of you decided not to participate today.  Well, that’s ok.  I’m feeling lenient and you still 
have time to catch up with the rest of the class.  If you have done your homework then what you 
should have at this point is a basic description of the characters and setting of your new game.  In 
this lesson we will be taking a look at developing the character a bit more.  I want to start by 
discussing some conversational systems and then we’ll get into the sex.  Are you all ready?  Good, 
then turn in your textbooks to page 143 and we’ll begin.

Chatting with the Chick

Anyone who has played one of these games knows that talking to the various characters is 
something that you expect to be able to do.  There are several different kinds of conversational 
systems that have been used.  First of all, let me just say that I will be going through this rather 
quickly.  BBBen has written a very excellent article discussing the pros and cons of each system 
and I highly recommend that you read it.  You can find it on his website at 
http://bbben.aifcommunity.org/talktovsaskabout.htm.

The first type is simply “talk to [character]”.  In this system you would type in “Talk to Kes” and a 
block of text would print out describing what the two of you say.  In some games this is the same 
block of text all the way through the game, while in others it changes with the situation.  In either 
case, this is the easiest system to use, both for the player and the author.  What you give up is the 
feeling of real interaction that you get with some of the other systems.

The ask/tell type system is probably the most popular.  In this system you would type “Ask Kes 
about bio bed” and she would respond to the question.  This is a much harder system to use from a 
writing point of view and possibly from the player’s point of view as well depending on how much 
effort the author has put into it.  If your entire list of topics amounts to three or four things then it 
can be very frustrating for the player as they try to guess which ones you have included.  However, 
if done right this is by far the most immersive system and can greatly add to the feeling of the 
game.

The third type is a menu system.  In this case you would usually just talk to the character and would 
then be presented with a list of topics that you can talk about.  This can be much easier for the 
player than the ask/tell system while still giving a lot of the same benefits of that system.  It can be 
a bit more complicated to program as you want to make sure to get the topics to display at the right 
time so that you don’t have topics listed before they are relevant or ones that give away future parts 
of the game.

The system I favor is really sort of a combination between the first and second.  I like to have a 
‘talk to’ or ‘greet’ command to open the conversation but also include several topics that can be 
perused for more information.  Since I’m the one writing this tutorial we will be using my system 
here but like I said, there are other options out there.  You just have to find what works for you.

The problems that I mentioned above about the menu system can apply here as well but you can 
usually get away with a bit more.  For instance, say that locating and acquiring the Platinum 
Pomegranate of Passion is a goal in your game.  With the menu system, you would not want that 
topic to come up until the player had either seen, or at least heard about the PPP.  In the ask/tell 
system it should really be disallowed as a topic as well but since it is not very likely that the player 
will “Ask Kes about pomegranate” out of the blue, you can probably get away with not doing it 
here.

All that is probably a bit beyond our scope at the moment.  For right now, just come up with a list 
of topics that you think the player should be able to ask about.  I personally believe that when this 
system is used, the player should always be able to ask any other character about (at least) 
themselves, and the PC.  Some other suggestions are objects in the environment, other locations, 
body parts, and of course, sex.

There are a couple of things to keep in mind here.  First, often times the response to one question 
can raise new subjects.  For example, lets say we ask Kes about the bio bed and she says something 
like this.

“Every time I look at this bed I remember the time that Nelix was strapped down on it and couldn’t move when those 
aliens removed his lungs.”

Oh oh, now we have other things to write.  She mentioned Nelix.  Is Nelix in our game? No, he 
isn’t but the fact that she mentioned him means that we should now be able to ask for more 
information.  The same with the aliens and maybe even ‘lungs.’  The point here is be careful.  If the 
response to each question suggests two others then you could soon be looking at 40, 50, 60 
different topics.  While this might be nice to see in a game, I don’t suggest you try it your first time 
out.

The second thing to keep in mind is that some responses to topics will change as circumstances do.  
If we want to ask Kes about sex then it would make sense to get a different response before we 
have sex with her than we do afterwards.  There are exceptions to this but it’s just another thing to 
think about.

So in my case, my list might look something like this (again, when I really do it on my word 
processor I would list the topic as “ASK KES ABOUT BIO BED” so as not to confuse them with 
object descriptions or whatever but here I will just list the topics):

ME, HER, BIO BED, DISPLAY, MEDICAL SUPPLIES, COMPUTER, DRESS, TITS, ASS, 
PUSSY, LEGS, HAIR, EARS, OCAMPA, DOCTOR, SICKBAY, SEX.

This is not a comprehensive list and you should not be trying for one at this point.  As with the 
objects, other things will come up as you go along.  Just get some main ones down and write the 
responses.

While we’re on the subject, what exactly should those responses look like?  Probably the most 
common thing is to just get the text that the character says in response to the question.  So if we ask 
about the display, we might get something like:

“The display shows the medical readings of whoever is lying on the bio bed.”

Which is fine, but another option would be to add the actual question into the response like this.

“What do all these things on the display mean?” you ask.

“They show the medical readings of whoever is lying on the bio bed.” Kes replies.

Some people may not like this because it seems to put words into the PC’s mouth but we are really 
doing that no matter how we word the response.  I like this method because it gives the 
conversation a more natural flow and also makes it clear to the player exactly what the question 
was.  This may sound silly considering the fact that the player is the one asking the question ,but 
think about it.  Let’s stay with that display example.  Is the player asking what it is, what the 
readings mean, if the readings are different for different people or other species, how to operate it, 
how much it costs, if it comes in other colors, or whatever else?  There are so many things that 
“Ask Kes about display” could mean.  Adding both sides of the conversation also gives a better 
sense of continuity if you plan on having more than one response to some topics.  Let’s say you ask 
her about the display and get the above response.  If you ask her again you might get something 
like:

“What does that reading mean?” you ask pointing to one indicator pushing toward the top of the 
grid.

“Oh, that measures your, ah, sexual arousal.” She replies with a comforting smile.

“It even measures that?” you exclaim, a bit embarrassed.

“Yes it does,” she says, then glancing down at your crotch she adds, “Of course, I didn’t need the 
display to tell me that particular reading would be high.”

Anyway, this point probably isn’t worth the time I’m devoting to it but you get the idea.  The way 
you go is mostly just a matter of preference, just get something down for now and you can always 
change it later if you need to.

Getting to the Sex

Here we are at the sex scene.  We won’t go into extreme depth this month but since this is really the 
main goal and purpose of the game we should start thinking about it.  I guess the first thing to 
consider when approaching the sex is ‘How did we get here?’  What does the player have to do to 
get to the sex?  Is it all set up in the introduction or does he have some work to do?  Are there 
obstacles or puzzles in the way?  Does he need to talk to her?  Or is she ready right now?  These are 
clearly questions that need to be answered.  In fact, others may say that they are questions that 
should have been answered last month, before we started working on anything else.  Well, others 
are quite welcome to write a tutorial themselves if they want but for now, here we are.  So what do 
we do?

In the original game of this type, A Night With Troi the introduction just says that you have been 
striving after her since you came on board and now you are finally alone with her in her cabin.  The 
very first command you type can be ‘fuck troi’ and if it is, that’s exactly what you do.  This is 
certainly the easiest way to go about it but a bit of buildup at the onset can make the payoff all the 
sweeter.  The scope of this type of game does not usually allow for elaborate and lengthy puzzles 
but that is not to say that you can’t throw in an obstacle or two if you want.

I can’t really tell you what to do here in your own game since every one is going to be different.  If 
you want to run some ideas by me individually, feel free to e-mail me.  In my own case I was 
thinking that the game would go something like this.

The PC comes to sickbay because of an injury. Nothing major, maybe a sprained wrist or 
something from an accident on that death trap of theirs, the holodeck.  The doctor isn’t there at the 
moment but Kes certainly doesn’t need help treating something as simple as a sprained wrist.  She 
treats the injury (a few simple steps involved here) and soon our hero is as good as new.  So then, 
how do we get to the sex?  We can go about this in several different ways.  In the show, Kes is 
fairly reserved and also devoted to that ugly warthog, Nelix.  She would never just jump into the 
sack with a random crewmember, I mean this guy doesn’t even get his name in the opening credits.  
In the original series he probably would have been wearing a red shirt and you know what happens 
to anyone beaming down to a planet in a red shirt if their name isn’t Scotty?  Yep, ZZZZaaaapppp!  
Kirk looses another one.

Anyway, this is our game and we don’t have to follow the rules of the show at all.  We can just 
make Kes a little less reserved, a little less devoted, and Boom-chika-boom-boom, we’re on our 
way.  However, in this case, since we’re talking about Star Trek, we have a better way.  We can 
just pull out that catchall for anything strange or out of the ordinary that may happen.  That’s right, 
it’s your friend and mine, the spatial anomaly.  So enter the spatial anomaly and exit all our 
inhibitions.  Nice and simple and it makes perfect sense.  Or at least as much as the rest of Star 
Trek makes.  I haven’t ironed out all the details yet but I have the general process in mind, which is 
important as we move forward.

Sexing Her Up

Now let’s talk about the basic commands.  If you’ve played more than zero of these games then 
you should already know what some of them are.  Starting simple here we’ll begin with three that 
almost everyone is going to expect to be there.  These three are rub, lick, and fuck.  This 
immediately raises some questions.  Is rub the same thing as touch or are they different actions?  
Are lick, suck, and kiss the same?  You can split these apart if you want to, it has been done before.  
In fact, I’ve done it myself.  In my game A Dream Come True, I wanted to put in as much detail as 
possible, so all of the above were separate actions.  Here is the whole list I came up with:  
touch/caress, rub, tickle, scratch, pinch, finger, kiss, lick, suck, nibble, and fuck.  I think I got them 
all there.

Ok, so now let’s talk about why you shouldn’t do that for you first game.  Let’s say that you are 
going to stick with just the three I mentioned first and you’ve decided to just give her the ‘big 
three’ body parts.  Three actions, times three body parts equals nine responses you have to write, 
that’s it.  Now let’s say you took my advice from part one and gave her a few extra bits and pieces 
so that the lucky girl actually has six body parts.  6*3=18 responses.  Still not too bad.  But wait a 
minute, she has clothes on part of the time.  Should the responses be different if she is dressed or 
not dressed?  Yep, you’re probably right so we double that to 36 responses.  That is with just 3 
actions and 6 body parts.  What if you want to give more than one response to certain actions or if 
you are using a clothing system that allows her to be something other than fully dressed or naked?  
More responses.

In my game the girl also had twenty some body parts.  I’ll let you do the math but let’s just say that 
it added up to a butt load of responses.  And that’s with me cheating by making sure they were both 
already naked when the sex started and by giving every action just a single response.

I know that some people out there are saying, “Wait a minute, that’s not really accurate.  You don’t 
have to have a response for every combination of action and body part, some of them don’t even 
make sense.  And some of her body parts aren’t covered by clothing so you wouldn’t need separate 
responses there either.”  Well those are good points my friend, I’m glad you brought them up.  
You’re right, you don’t need responses for all of them but no response is a response in itself.  Let’s 
look at Kes’ ears.  We might want to allow ‘lick ears.’  That make sense, I would probably translate 
it to nibble ears and maybe we even find out that those alien ears of hers are more sensitive than 
human ones.  However, ‘fuck ears’ just makes no sense at all, but what response does it give us?  
“You can’t fuck Kes’ ears,” or “I don’t understand what you want to do with Kes’ ears,” or “I only 
understood you as far as wanting to fuck something.”  If you are not happy with these default 
responses (and in many cases you shouldn’t be) then you have to write a response for why you 
don’t get a response.  Sound confusing?

Let’s look at something a bit more basic, anal sex is a good example.  Maybe you don’t like it and 
don’t want to include it in your game.  That’s fine but you have to realize that 99% of the people 
playing the game are going to try it.  Even if they aren’t really into it, most people will still try it 
just to see if it works.  If they can’t do it, that’s ok but you need to say why they can’t.  She doesn’t 
want to or whatever.  Any time something is logical (or at least physically possible) for the PC to 
try, it should respond with something other than a default response.  Now, that’s a good little rule 
there.  It’s also completely impossible to follow all the time.  You are simply not going to think of 
every possibility and your beta testers aren’t going to think of them all either (although they will 
come up with more than you do) but you should at least try to cover the main ones.
I’m not trying to discourage you here and I’m not saying that you shouldn’t add a couple of extra 
body parts or actions if you want to.  I’m just pointing out that it all adds up to more work and 
while these may be good things to have in a game (they probably are) you don’t want to go 
overboard on your first one.  Remember our motto, “Keep it simple.”

So for right now, keep all that in mind but just get some basics down on paper.  Your homework for 
this section is to write a response for every combination of rub/lick/fuck with each body part that 
your girl has.  As already mentioned, some of these won’t make sense but write them anyway.  
Think about the kind of response you would like to see in a game if you tried that.  Also think about 
clothing.  You should probably be able to rub all her body parts even if she is clothed although 
licking and fucking might be a different matter.

Many of these responses will change as the game develops and some you probably won’t end up 
using at all but in addition to getting some specific descriptions, this will also help you to discover 
the general mood that the scene will take.  We have more to talk about in the sex area but that 
(combined with the conversational topics) should give you plenty to work on this month.

Next month we’ll talk some more about the sex and check back in with our game environment to 
see how things are shaping up.  I’ll also touch briefly on arousal systems vs. cut-scenes is the sex 
scene.  I was going to suggest that you stick to a very simple clothing system.  Something like just 
dressed or undressed to keep it simple.  However, two different people have written me about 
layered clothing systems so I’m kind of rethinking that.  At any rate, I’ll go into the options in a bit 
more depth next month.  Until then, work hard, have fun, and think dirty thoughts.

How to contact me

As I mentioned last month, I am offering to help out on your game in any way that I can.  From 
general questions to reading over everything you’ve written.  I’ve had a few people take me up on 
the offer already but it’s not too late to catch up.  If you have questions, comments, feedback on 
this article (or anything else I’ve written for that matter) feel free to drop me a line at 
purpledragon.aif AT gmail DOT com.




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Game Reviews

Private Teacher
Review by Purple Dragon

Game Info:		Private Teacher
Author:			Vachon
Release Date:		Jan 2004
Platform:		Adrift 3.9
Size:			24KB
Content:			mf
Type:			ONS
Length:			Short
Reviewed:		Sep 2007
Extras: 			None

General Information (on Vachon’s games)
To save myself some time I’m just going to write this once and add it to all my reviews of 
Vachon’s games (unless of course I find one it doesn’t apply to).

Well, my mouth got me into trouble again when I posted on one of the boards that I would be 
willing to play and review all of Vachon’s games.  I imagine that I was drunk at the time but 
whatever the reason, I’m here to make good on my promise so that there is a written review of the 
games for anyone contemplating playing any of them.  My suggestion if you are thinking about 
loading one up is don’t.  However, if you must then please realize that these games represent (by 
nearly unanimous opinion) the worst that AIF has to offer.  You have been warned.

I’m not really sure what Vachon’s native tongue is but suffice it to say that he has only a passing 
familiarity with the English language.  As a result, just about the only responses you get that 
contain no spelling or grammar mistakes are the default messages supplied by Adrift.  I’ve never 
before been so glad to learn that there is evidently no need for language like that (at least it was a 
complete sentence).

The spelling and grammatical errors range from merely annoying to nearly incomprehensible.  
Simply using a spell check of some kind would have at least cut down on some of these but 
evidently such a thing did not exist when he was writing his games.  Playing through his games 
gives me a bit of a headache because it actually reads almost like a foreign language that I have to 
translate as I go along to make sense of what is happening.

If all that is not enough to send you running the other way then please read on.

Basic Story

You are not the best student in school to say the least.  One day your teacher calls you into her 
office after school.  You don’t know what you were expecting but it wasn’t this.

Overall Thoughts

This is actually not a terrible game (comparatively speaking).  The fact that it is very short with 
only one character and two locations helps to keep the bugs down and it even has a plot (sort of).  
Let me put it this way, it makes sense within the bounds of an AIF game, which is something that 
most of his games cannot claim.

Puzzles/Game Play

No puzzles here as this is “A Night With” type game.  One character and sex, that’s it.  But that’s 
ok.

Sex

The author breaks out of his usual linear trend and allows you to do the commands in pretty much 
whatever order you want.  It is clear that he still had in mind the order in which you ‘should’ do 
them since the text sometimes makes reverences to things that haven’t happened yet or conversely, 
assumes something hasn’t happened when it has.  Still, it’s a step in the right direction and although 
the sex is still a little bland, it at least makes sense within the construct of the game.

Technical

There are very few bugs here and the ones I did find were mostly minor.  A big part of the reason is 
that, as I mentioned above, this is a very short, simple game but it was still refreshing to see.  The 
game has a layered clothing system and it actually works.  This is a huge step up for him and shows 
that at what would be close to the end of his AIF ‘career’ he was making at least some attempt to 
improve.

Final Thoughts

The only really bad thing about this game is the one that inflicts all of his others, the language.  
Spelling and grammar errors, combined with sentence structures that clearly show that English is 
not his native language, turn what could have been a decent (if short and simple) game into another 
poor one.  If you could somehow ignore the language problems you would find a good idea for a 
game with fairly good (if a bit silly at times) text and sexual descriptions.  It wouldn’t blow your 
mind, but you also wouldn’t dismiss it immediately as crap.  It is too bad that, as I’ve said before, it 
is simply not possible to ignore the language and too bad that he didn’t see fit to work more or seek 
help on this single most important aspect of any game.  After all, if you have to struggle just to tell 
what the text says, you’re not going to get much enjoyment out of the game.

Rating: D+

Late Work
Review by Purple Dragon

Game Info:	Late Work
Author:		Vachon
Release Date:	Apr 2004
Platform:	Adrift 3.9
Size:		21 KB
Content:		MF
Type:		ONS
Length:		Short	
Reviewed:	Sep 2007
Extras: 		None

Basic Story

You are working late one night when the cleaning lady comes in and ends up cleaning more than 
just the floors.

Overall Thoughts

This game came in 13th in A. Bomire’s 2004 mini-comp but probably only because there were not 
14 entries.  The only good thing about it was that it is a pretty decent idea for a game and since I 
believe that A. Bomire was the one who actually came up with the idea, that cannot even be 
credited to the author.  Bad writing, bad coding, bad spelling, bad grammar.  Bad.

Puzzles/Game Play

To start the game you have to find and read the porno magazine and what human male needs help 
with that kind of puzzle.

Sex

Here we go again.  After playing Private Teacher I had hopes that the author had finally figured out 
that forcing the player to enter the sexual commands in one particular order was not the best thing 
to do.  No such luck.  Not only do you have to enter them in a particular order, but the order makes 
no sense.

The first command is ‘rub ass,’ which is ok but then it goes down hill.  I would have expected to be 
able to kiss her and rub her tits fairly early but that was evidently not in the mind of the master.  
Rubbing her tits tells you “Not yet, work it up more.”  You have to rub and lick her pussy and have 
her rub and suck your cock before she is worked up enough to let you at her tits and as far as I can 
tell, you can’t kiss her at all.

Technical

This was a very short game and just didn’t have the time or freedom of action for a lot of bugs.  Of 
course, it could be argued that the lack of freedom is a bug in itself but since it had to be 
specifically programmed that way I don’t think we can call it that.  There is room for one rather 
large bug however.  At least I think it was a bug.   The last command that I was able to do was to 
fuck Chloe.  After this the PC says he wants to fuck her ass and Chloe says that she doesn’t want 
him to.  The game gives you a choice of typing yes to go ahead and rape her ass or no to stop.  If 
you type no it ends the game but if you type yes it says, “she does not let you do that.”  Now this 
may be a bug or there may be a walkthrough or help out there to tell me the right way to get at that 
tantalizing piece of prose but to be honest, I just don’t care enough to look for it.

Final Thoughts

The author took a rather simple, straightforward idea for a game and managed to just screw it up 
royally.  The only thing to recommend this game is a couple of funny little parts.  Not that they 
were meant to be funny of course but when you read something like:

"AAAAA, I'M CUMMING!"

"SPLAASHH!"

You just can’t help but chuckle a bit.  Other than that, don’t waste your time.

Rating: F










Last Hurrah
Review by Knight Errant
 
Name: 		Last Hurrah 
Author: 		Priapus Rex 
Platform: 	Adrift 3.9 
Size: 		172KB 
Content: 	M/F, M/F/F 
Game Type: 	Sex Romp 
Length: 		Moderate  
Extras: 		None 
Reviewed: 	September 2007 
 
Basic plot
 
You're a "reformed" philanderer, on your way to Europe with your new fiancee.  Apparently, you're 
having buyer's remorse, because your newfound fidelity doesn't last through the first scene.  You 
roam around Europe with your fiancee, fucking all kinds of national stereotypes.
 
Overall Thoughts
 
Overall, the game feels a bit unpolished.  Many actions that I would expect to generate responses 
instead have uninformative default responses, and far too many objects are "nothing special".  Most 
of the variation in the sex scenes comes from the nationality of the person you're fucking.
 
Puzzles/Gameplay
 
Puzzles are relatively straightforward, the hardest part is figuring out the phrasing and actually 
finding the objects you need to interact with (or realizing that necessary objects have appeared 
without any indication). 
 
Sex
 
It's a sex romp, with everything that involves.  Characters are fairly flat and descriptions aren't as 
numerous as I'd prefer.  However, that's partially mitigated by the fact that the sex scenes are placed 
quite close together.
 
Technical
 
A little buggy.  There are some typos here and there, and in the initial scene there's an apparently 
invisible stewardess as well as a few typos and grammatical errors.  For example: "Passenger is 
carrying a magazine."  Like many ADRIFT games, there are many guess-the-verb difficulties.  Just 
because the game doesn't understand the command you're using doesn't mean you're on the wrong 
track.  Similarly, just because an object is never mentioned in any description doesn't mean it's not 
there.  Because of numerous problems (guess the verb, guess the noun, even a guess the direction 
because an exit isn't listed), the Yahoo Groups and AIFGames forums will be almost essential to 
complete the game.
 
Intangibles
 
Given how so much of the game revolves around evading your fiancée who won't put out, it never 
really makes it clear why you're with her in the first place.  When you get caught, the wedding's off 
and the game ends, but I'm left wondering if that wouldn't be the better option.  The game never 
really makes it clear what the PC sees in Veronica, nor what Veronica sees in the PC ... neither of 
them have sufficient personality to make it seem anything other than a poor match.
 
Final Thoughts
 
Ultimately, Last Hurrah is a frustrating experience.  Most of my time was spent wrestling with the 
parser.  The sex descriptions are fairly hot, but by the time I got to the big finale I was just too 
frustrated by the parser to get into it.  However, judging by the comments on the Yahoo group, 
some people seem to have had an easier time figuring out what Priapus Rex intended the player to 
do ... if you're one of those people, then you'll probably have a better time with this game than I.
 
Rating: C+
 
The writing is pretty good for a sex romp and if you don't get annoyed by guess-the-verb/noun, it's 
a fairly fun game.

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Summary of Vachon’s Games
Review by Purple Dragon

Well, that’s all of them.  The only game (to my knowledge) that I didn’t review was Pay Back, 
which has already been very extensively reviewed.  If you must read a review of every single one 
of them you can find the reviews for it at http://www.shadowvault.net/r-payback.htm.

So then, what have we learned from this harrowing experience?  We’ve learned that every sister 
has a secret desire to get it on with her brother.  We’ve learned that every woman wants it, even if 
she says no at first.  We’ve learned that sex must always be done in a specific order, that clothing is 
always optional, and that adding an obscene number of voooooooooooooweeeeeeeeeeels to various 
words makes for some damn fine dialog.  Something I’ve learned is to keep my big mouth shut 
about bad games on the message boards and also that I never again want to play another Vachon 
game.

The reason that I really wrote these reviews is so that people new to AIF will know that these are 
not the standard games out there and not to judge them all by these poor attempts.  However, I am 
very afraid that you, the reader, learned something else from them.  I’m afraid that you learned that 
I’m a hard ass, that I’m overly critical, that this is the general attitude in the AIF community, and 
that if you release a game it had better be stellar or you risk being subjected to the same harsh 
treatment.  That is simply not true.

I would never write a review like the ones you just read about an author’s first game.  Does that 
seem a bit two-faced to you?  I don’t think it is.  The fact is that I don’t expect a first game by a 
new author to be all that great (just take a look at my first game if you don’t believe me).  This is a 
learning experience and if your first game was the best ever written, where would you have to go 
from there?  What I do expect is to see at least some improvement on the second and third games 
and by the time you reach 11 (the number of games Vachon wrote) they should be fairly near 
perfection, at least from a technical standpoint.  Late Work was the last game Vachon wrote and it 
is just as bad as (if not worse than) his first.  It is not the bad writing and programming in and of 
itself that I am condemning so much as the total lack of any desire to improve.

One other thing I have learned is that I kind of enjoy reviewing games.  As the months go by I think 
you will discover a kinder, gentler Purple Dragon in these reviews.  If nothing else, look at it this 
way.  I just reviewed 10 of the very worst that AIF has to offer.  I have nowhere to go but up and it 
has to look very, very good for the next game I review.  Any volunteers?

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KAOS LORD has begun a new, as yet untitled comic strip about a girl named Karyn (not to be 
confused with Erin).   While it wasn’t quite ready to go for the newsletter, strip #1 is viewable on 
his web site at http://nixan.tk/wfcarchive/karyn/Karyn001.htm.  



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Editor:
A Ninny is an AIF player, author of four AIF games and frequent beta-tester.  
His Parlour received an Erin for Best “One Night Stand” game in 2004.  His most 
recent game is HORSE.

Webmaster:
Darc Nite is a newcomer to the AIF scene. He is an avid gamer who heard the call  
for help with the AIF Newsletter.

Staff:
A Bomire is the author of several TADS AIF games, including Dexter Dixon: In 
Search of the Prussian Pussy, Tomorrow Never Comes and The Backlot. His games 
have won numerous awards and Erin nominations.  He was the co-recipient of the 
Badman Memorial Lifetime Achievement Award in 2006.

BBBen is an AIF author. His games have received two Erin awards, numerous 
nominations and first place in A. Bomire's 2004 mini-comp. 

Grimm Sharlak is the author of two AIF games: Breakout and Of Masters and 
Mistresses: Abduction.

Christopher Cole has written many popular ADRIFT AIF games, including Camp Windy 
Lake, Gamma Gals, and Mount Voluptuous.  He is the 2005 winner of AIF’s Badman 
Memorial Lifetime Achievement Award.

Bitterfrost is a longtime IF/AIF player working on his first (and last) game, 
How I Got Syphilix. 

Purple Dragon is the newest member of the “Inside Erin” staff.  He has written 
five AIF games including Ghost Story, Ghost Justice and Archie’s Birthday - 
Chapter 1: Reggie’s Gift.




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