June 4th, 2007
Yesterday, InPulz (where I do a lot of dancing and am now a VIP 
) had a Suits and Gowns party, which was a great chance to show off one of my freebie ballgowns:
My boobs are not normally this size, you understand. But I have a confession to make. You know how I said I wasn’t going to have any more meaningless sex? I lied. I hooked up with one guy who took me to his skybox to play with his new lo-cost bed, and just this minute I escaped from another one who — get this — was doing me in a shop. I swear, I’m not lying. He teleported me out of the club into a deserted outlet selling poseballs and was moving us round the demos. I could see we had some way to go till the end so I told him I needed to go and eat. The relative classiness of the skybox with the roaring fire just spoiled me, I fear.
Also, I charged him L$10 to see me naked, so I guess that makes me officially a whore. And a really cheap whore, at that.
The only explanation I can offer is that SL is really a very lonely place if you don’t know anybody. There are clubs and casinos full of silent campers, and there are beautiful places with nobody in them, and it’s hard to find interesting events in my timezone. If you head for a pickup joint in balloon-boobs and very little clothing at least somebody’s going to talk to you. It’s probably the same reason why people sleep around in their first life; for the attention.
It would be such easy money, that’s the awful thing. Dancing round a pole and turning tricks on the side. Even though the honorable thing would be to go to a bunch of classes and learn how to create stuff. I’ve never done any 3D modelling but I’m not bad with Photoshop. But then, I’d still need money to upload textures and rent a shop. And even though the sploder was good to me at the party last night, gambling is not a reliable source of income.
I think I need to start thinking about why I’m actually here and what my priorities really are. It could be that there isn’t anything in SL for me other than clubbing and clothes, in which case I might as well go back to playing Sims 2 
Labels: Clothes, Clubbing, Second Life, Sex
