Memoirs of a Second Life Slut











{28 August, 2007}   My baby’s father

He came back, finally, after what seems like forever being gone. The monster who brutally raped and impregnated me. He started of snide and arrogant and hurtful as usual.

“Well hello, darling mother of my child” he said.

“Hello Sir” I replied.

“Looks like my little bitch breeder is more respectful today.”

What could I do? I knew my fate and I had to accept it. Unless I wanted my baby to die, or both of us to die. “Yes Sir, I have accepted my fate, but that doesn’t mean I have to like it,” I said.

He shrugged mockingly “Well, I guess its in your best interest to submit. I mean, how are you going to get your daughter to lick your cunt if I beat it out of you?”

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{14 August, 2007}   Fist of fury

Sometimes, things are just way slow. You pop in to SL and have two or three hours to kill, and you teleport around, looking for fun and adventure, and all you get are n00bs with no RP skills who run around getting offended when you don’t answer they IMs (have I said how much I hate that fucking IM thing for first contacts?)

Last night was one of those nights. I ran around looking for whomever and found nothing. I haven’t yet started to call out for people on the group channels. I have seen others do that and, I suppose, with some success. But I haven’t gone there yet. I will probably start doing that, especially with the RP groups as I believe they will have much better role players in them than the general n00b running around.

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