sian logged in this morning to find someone standing in their virtual home. this is a thing that sometimes happens in secondlife, but it’s doubly unexpected because the person had wound up there quite by accident, and should have been booted anyway, because the land is group access only. but here they were. they were apologetic, explaining that they had been exploring and had found sian’s landlord’s sim intriguing with its multitude of odd homes full of sex furniture, dancing poles and somewhat haphazard layout (don’t kinkshame, sian’s landlord, creamy, is a woman who knows what she likes).
sian treated her as a guest, because you would, but did not, to everyone’s surprise, end up having sex with her (again, just take that as read). instead they had a lovely conversation about home countries, time zones, fashion choices, and why sian kept
