Sunday bloody Sunday

Sunday evening in grey Paris and I have to understand that my sweet Gabrille won’t come back in SL, at least not soon in spite of the fact that she didn’t turn off her profile yet .

My lovely Voltek comes less and less often being kept really busy by RL, a good thing she still has a tiers to pay so we have a chance to meet once in a month and express how we miss each other. Her beautiful garden, the new wonderful house she built all look empty now and the magic she puts in everything she touches or does gradually fades away.

Beverly granted me the honor of becoming a warden in her new sim and I love to go there, to rest on the beach listening to the song of the tide and thinking about the dear ones who chose to go away. Beverly and I had some binding fun recently and it is hard to express how pleasant and exciting sharing bondage with such a love is. I still owe her more than 100 hours in bondage because I lost at the simple yet wicked card game she had installed and being in the mood I am now, I definitely wouldn’t mind finding myself bound and left alone somewhere no one could find me. Beverly and I share the same feelings about how certain things should be done when capturing someone and we both definitely enjoy bondage for the sake of it.

She is a true love but I sadly have to admit that the kind of SL breakdown I am experiencing now prevents me from enjoying what this virtual world has to offer the way I am supposed to. I feel like a ghost and certainly must be a very disappointing piece of avatar.

 Well, I managed to kick my latex ass bad enough to fill this blog with entries again so I guess that the future doesn’t look that gloomy.