I emerged from my woman cave in search of something edible. While in the kitchen my mother pulled me aside. For the first time since ever, she told me I was getting old.
I was gobsmacked. A lady who told me to keep away from fiends was now consenting to me throwing myself at their feet.
I was in crisis mode. She reminded me that I preserved well in the face but, to not let the goods go to waste. That and she encouraged me to put some meat on my bones. I sensed she wanted a healthy grandchild at some point which was undeniably hers.
I suppose the frozen gametes safeguarded by my Jewish doctor were restlessly searching for a reliable Abdi to call zaddy (they haven’t hatched yet so excuse their speech impediment).
Before we put the horse before the carriage I have to get myself the courage to at least get out of the xafad. My first order of business is to wade through the sea of faceless virtual pirates on SSpot through a dating simulation – Otome style.
Where will we go? What will we do? Set the scene. This is a multiplayer roleplay after all.
I was gobsmacked. A lady who told me to keep away from fiends was now consenting to me throwing myself at their feet.
I was in crisis mode. She reminded me that I preserved well in the face but, to not let the goods go to waste. That and she encouraged me to put some meat on my bones. I sensed she wanted a healthy grandchild at some point which was undeniably hers.
I suppose the frozen gametes safeguarded by my Jewish doctor were restlessly searching for a reliable Abdi to call zaddy (they haven’t hatched yet so excuse their speech impediment).
Before we put the horse before the carriage I have to get myself the courage to at least get out of the xafad. My first order of business is to wade through the sea of faceless virtual pirates on SSpot through a dating simulation – Otome style.
Where will we go? What will we do? Set the scene. This is a multiplayer roleplay after all.