I took a quick break from the field trials to line dance and gossip with the girlfriends. At a country and western BDSM club. Um.
Anyway, turns out my experiences are pretty common. Suggestive misfired IMs from someone who can’t multiflirt. Running into your boyfriend when he’s hiding as an alt and RPing with another girl (remember boys, don’t let your alts friend us, we still recognize you even when you try to appear offline, duh). Then the talk turned to our worst experiences. Ding ding ding, we have a winner! If you are easily offended, stop reading. We’re gonna talk about SLex.
Yes, I did a stint on Gor at someone’s urging. It’s SL, why not? I was newbish and easily swayed. You would be surprised at how difficult it is to sit vapidly on one’s knees saying “yes Master” and “no Master.” The guy was nice enough. Only one problem. He had organisms. No, he didn’t need a round of antibiotics. He, um, instead of, you know, climaxing, he had “organisms.”
The first time I thought it was a typo. I didn’t say anything. The next time, I thought, well, hmmm. After that what do you say? “Hand sanitizer, Master?” Needless to say we didn’t last long. Well, he didn’t. *snickers*