Everyone I know is sun-kissed and sipping cocktails. I’m celebrating a French stick all to myself and pretending my bank account isn’t empty. Meanwhile, my Second Life avatar’s living it up in the Costa di Lucie, tan, yacht, sequin bikini, zero sweat. She’s flirting with a lifeguard who’s probably Dave from Croydon. She posts filtered [...]
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