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2006-11-13 - 7:46 a.m.

Disclaimer: The events detailed in the narrative below occurred in the hectic and scandal ridden life of Scarlett, my Second Life avatar, and not in my real life.

Holy Lord, did I just have a rough night in Second Life.

As you know, in my second life I am a juggler of boyfriends and an all around multi-tasker. I have a stalker that watches my every movement and awhile back I agreed to be just his girl. I know... who agrees to embrace their stalker? I did. I got rid of my other boyfriends, stopped flirting up the cuties at the dance club and prepared to be owned.

Once he had me where he wanted me, something negative happened. He was not very attentive and I got very bored. We had a bunch of fights, he thought everyone was trying to steal me away, including women, and he never stopped accusing me of infidelity.

The final straw came when a rank stranger told him SHE got with me and the bonehead believed it.

He said he did not want the relationship anymore and he was leaving me forever (again). Over the next few days, he ignored me. For all intents and purposes, it seemed to be over. I even danced with other guys and did not get confronted by my enraged stalker... so I believed he was gone.

Last night I had a hot date planned with a cutie I met a long time ago but had never managed to go out with. I waited to move forward with him because of Mr. Stalker. I didn't want anything bad to happen, so I saved him for later. So this was the night to hook up with that cutie. We went back to my place. I did some exotic dancing on the dance pole in my bedroom... one thing led to another..and somehow...we ended up in bed.

Guess what happened?

You guessed it.

Stalker boy busted in on us. He did it with great style, I must say. He snuck in the room and took control of the bed hud, which means he could control the sex position our avatars were in. The new guy jumped up, they had words, and new guy pulled a gun and shot stalker boy.

Shot his ass to the moon, folks!

In second life when you get shot, you get "orbited". You fly in space for a long way and eventually fall into the ocean or something. You have to teleport yourself back. This is not the first time he has been shot for being rude to my male friends. You cannot die in SL, so he was back lickety split, and twice as mad. The nastiest of verbal exchanges took place between the two guys. They insulted each other's manhood, told each other how much better they could give it to Scarlett, meanwhile, I'm in the middle, naked, trying to get one or the other to leave.

After the cock fight, new guy left (and is mad at me now)and stalker boy stayed behind to fight with me. He couldn't believe that I got with someone else! Just because he said he was gone for good and then ignored me for several days was no indication that I was free to move on. He was not finished deciding!! He told me it was now, really really really over, and he was not kidding. OVER!! Completely done. No more of my shenanigans. Then he left my presence and my life for all time and space, never to be seen or heard from again.

I was alone in my villa, reading the chat history of the battle royale and I had some other stuff up on my screen, obstructing my view of the bedroom. I was totally pre-occupied, and still naked as a jay bird. All of a sudden, I realized I wasn't alone. I minimized some things so I could see who was there and it was this noob I had met earlier... just walking into my bedroom - uninvited - as if that were kosher. And there I was naked! He nearly broke his neck trying to get back out of there. I had to explain to him that you can't just walk in people's houses. Not kosher. I threw on some clothes in a hurry and teleported me and the noob someplace else, just in case Anger Boy came back to check up on me. I wanted to tell the noob what happened without any harsh surprises.

I took him to a quiet place with a lot of nature graphics around and we were talking when Stalker Boy, the one who was gone forever, IM'd me with a whole new tone. He told me some things that sounded like he just might realize that he actually convinced me it was over and may be partially at fault. Just maybe he doesn't think I'm the devil's mistress afterall... It seems he doesn't want to end it. He was sort of hedging and not coming forth with total clarity, but I figured he was trying to save face. I asked him if his talking to me like this meant it was not over between us and he said he would consider it a good sign. I don't know what I'm gonna do with him. He seemed revitalized. He loves a fight.

I have offered before to just be bad once in awhile, piss him off really good, let him rage for while and then make up. We both like it. I think it's perfect. He won't agree to that, but he is revitalized when I do something to set him off. I'll bet he would beat my ass if he had access to me in real life.

There is a great song titled "Bitch" by the fabulous band "Dope" and I think it does an excellent job describing the delicate nuances of my relationship with this volatile, crazy psycho that I cannot stay away from. Either of us could sing this to the other. Get ready for the romance... This is "our song":

Bitch

There's something about the way we fit
There's something about this psycho trip
There's something about the way we groove
Something's got me and I just canít seem to choose
I want you
I hate you
The one I love I hate
But the sex is great
The one I love I hate
But the sex is great
The one I love I hate
So I contemplate
The one I love I hate
But the sex is great

There's something about the way we slide
There's something about this psycho ride
There's something about the things we do
Something's got me and I just canít seem to choose
I want you
I hate you
The one I love I hate
But the sex is great
The one I love I hate
But the sex is great
The one I love I hate
So I contemplate
The one I love I hate
But the sex is great

One, two fuck you!
Never say no
I'm ready to go
We're out of control
But I can't let you go

There's something about the way we fit
There's something about this psycho bitch

The one I love I hate
But the sex is great
The one I love I hate
But the sex is great
The one I love I hate
I could suffocate
The one I love I hate
But the sex is great

I love to hate you
Should know I love to hate you
Hate you, hate you.
Bitch!

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