Reader Submission from Bixyl

My second story had something of a somber begining.

It was Tuesday, September 11, the sixth year anniversary of that dreadful day.

In SL, I stopped by a memorial to pay my respects. I was going to teleport out for the evening, but recalled a recreation of the Twin Towers next to the "New York City Block" area. So I teleported there to see if there was any memorial there, and landed in the middle of a conversation between two ladies, "Hey, there's a fox on your head." ;-)
I greeted them, and they welcomed me into the conversation. It turned out they were both New Yorkers, from Brooklin, and they were in on the design of the place, basing it on their home turf. We discussed 9-11, the ceremonies that day, and a third lady soon joined in.
In the middle of the talk, a guy ported in, and walked up to a couple of the girls. It took a few moments for him to rez, so we thought nothing of it at first. Then below his belt, a certain obviously male extremity appeared.
I wasn't sure what was going on. Was this guy last at a nude beach or somewhere and he forgot? So I typed the first think that came to mind:
"Excuse me, your fly is down."
And the girls burst out laughing. >-D

I wasn't sure how the guy would react.

He reacted by porting away almost immedietly.

One girl spoke, "What happened? I didn't see (him fully rez)."

We explained to her, and concluded it was some creep who was trying to get his jollies by shocking the girls. But instead got humiliated by my one-liner.
One of the girls and I exchanged friendships, and we've continued to keep in touch.
Guess my cheesy puns are good for something after all.

Bixyl Shuftan