Lesbians in SL

Very interesting blog!

Collette, I was being somewhat sarcastic, as I find the whole thing somewhat humorous. Its all part of the beauty of SL. I hope I didn't truly offend.

Regards,

-Flip's Alt

Yeah, that is, isn't it? Of course I'm biased but I'll be openly so, and welcome Jonny to SL and for raising such a discussion.

Kei, thanks for citing that!

:D

I don't think it's disrespectful. People are drawn to a virtual world for a reason. To express some aspect of who they are or who they want to be that they aren't or can't express in RL. I find it flattering when the things I am, other people wish to be. I'd rather guys be emulating women and in a limited way, experiencing what its like, than considering them a foreign "other".

Hmm i do understand the virtual imatation is a sincere form of flattery idea.


I dont agree becuase of some of the ulterior motives involved.

In my personal experience .. my boyfriend who claimed he was a lesbian made a whole gambit of things up about his "real life" , most he volunteered. turns out he lied about his gender , his age (twice, though he was an adult luckily) , his job, his previous online marriage and how it ended (turns out they were both men lying about their personal lives) , his real life dating ups and downs .. all of it.

If thats convuluted to follow , imagine dealing with it. In the end his motives were to hopefully meet me in real life, he was really hoping to find a Bisexual woman .. turns out he had a irrestible threeway fantasy.

Even when he initally revealed he was a man I tired to make things work for a while. It was the rest lies added on that eventually proved the killer of the relationship.

I asked him if he deep down wanted to be a woman.. and he said "Not at All" .. he was a straight man.

I think someone like him calling himself a lesbian is disrespectful to lesbians.


Now .. on the other hand .. like in that Blog .. both of the men playing women in a lesbian relationship .. are pretty clear about things .. thats entirely a different thing.

Ive also known people online who were always "in character" no personal details would ever be shared and they didnt ask for any. That also might be a bit different

If someone is truly transgendered? possibly different as well

My problem is that there is not enough lesbians in my first life...

Well in that case the guy was being a lying, manipulative piece of sh*t. No matter what he called himself, it would be have been disrespectful. But all the lies he told were still to present an image of himself that was actually better than who he really was. And while this guy deserves to have his ball hairs waxed off for the way he behaved, I don't think the actual act of pretending to be something you aren't is disrespectful.

Amen. Straight, bi, trans, gay, whatever, it doesn't matter. He was a liar.

After reading this thread I began to question my sexuality.
So I took this Test .

I am a lesbian.

It said I was bi.

"Lezza, whatever. If it moves, you'll consider it. You are either a greedy bisexual, or you are greedy-bisexual-curious. You want to have your cake and eat it. Of course. Why have cake and not eat it? That would be stupid. Make sure you save a piece for me (slut) "

"Your lesbianity level is poor. Maybe you're repressed. Maybe you're scared. Maybe you're a gay man. Or maybe you're just hetero. Remember: never say never."



Uh oh!

Schwan... please keep your tests to yourself next time

"You scored 155

The lesbianity is strong in this one. You love the ladies. Either that or you just like cats and bad music. I bet you've got a good collection of baseball caps. Or are they scalps from your sexual conquests? Oh, no. They're baseball caps (sorry 'bout that)."

lesbianity
Anybody can be a lesbian. Anybody. Are you?


error: you have failed question 1


You are a lesbian. Well, sort of. A lesbian trapped in a hairy, dangly man s body. You must be a lesbian because you love lesbians. Especially the ones with blonde hair and big plastic boobies who star in films called things like Lady-Lovin -Clit-Lickin -Muff-Puppies.

You know that all lesbians really need is the love of a good man and hey - you're just the man to give it to them!

Unfortunately, most lesbians would rather sew up their own vaginas than take you up on your offer.

Keep trying though.



LOL! Damn..the test pegged me right on with the first question!

Thinking on this.. I remembered a conversation I had with a good online friend.

It was more than a year back she was talking about the possibility of an internet fling and she said she would really prefer if they were a woman on both sides of the screen.

She put it very simply ..

Lesbian love is a wonderful thing, it makes sense men would want to know what it is like, but it is not for them.

Heterosexual love is a wonderful thing, it makes sense that lesbians would want to know what it is like, but is is not for them.
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And since we seem to have so many vampires and lesbians in SL...


What did a lesbian vampire said to her lesbian vampire lover?
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see you next month!

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EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!

hehe.. I'm not surprised. I've known I was bisexual since I was five.

And my av looks better than both of you...

Hell, I keep getting posrates from just my magnificent white hair...

You scored 115
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Lezza, whatever. If it moves, you'll consider it. You are either a greedy bisexual, or you are greedy-bisexual-curious. You want to have your cake and eat it. Of course. Why have cake and not eat it? That would be stupid. Make sure you save a piece for me (slut)

I am not a slut

Yeah right. Wanna do it?

I'll consider it.

Lemme tell you a story... It was a dark and stormy night when she entered my life. She was young, stacked like a brick shithouse and had a face a guy like me doesn't deserve. We became friends, enjoying each others company for quite a while. I helped her learn the ropes 'cause she was new in town and I am a nice guy. No, really. I knew ahe wasn't interested in a grizzled old galoot like me and I never pushed anything with her. One day she sends a picture of herself in RL. Man, she was prettier than a new '52 Caddy with a clear title; she had legs that went all the way up to her neck and an ass that made you want to saddle up and ride.

Later on we get to talking and I find out she likes me a lot and she wants to go all the way with me, but there is a problem; she is a lesbian. She finds herself in an odd quandry, she has come to like me so much that she is attracted to me but she can't get over thae fact I am male... so what does a red blooded, two fisted lug do? The only thing he can do, he puts on a dame's shape, long hair and a dress and plays a hermophrodite character so he can help her feel the earth move, if you know what I mean. As long as I had tab A to slip into slot B I didn't mind too much.

We had some laughs and some hot encounters but eventually she drifted away, I think because I was a guy in real life and not nearly so sexually adventurous as the character I played. It was ok, I guess and we remain friends even now, even though we are no longer friends who have sex. I look back on it now and realize she was right, I may have tried to accomodate for her, it just wasn't the real me.


I met another lady who I became involved with a little after the first who confused the hell out of me. See, I was brought up to respect women and treat them the way they should be treated. She was an intelligent and talented lady who was a real looker. Well she wanted me to abuse her, treat her like dirt 'cause it really got her off. All my life I have been taught to respect women and here she was wanting me to beat her, degrade her and do unmentionable things to her, and not just in the bed room but all the time... I tried, a little just for her but I couldn't do it. I hated it and she could tell. I mean, I know it's just pixels and all but still, a guy's gotta draw the line somewhere.

I sometimes think of these two ships who passed by me in the night when I'm down at Joe's Corner Bar, the smoke stinging my eyes and some sad saxaphone that is only a little off key is playing. I'll throw back a couple of whiskeys to dull the memories a little. After a while, I'll sinch up my trench coat and put a tilt to my fedora then leave that smokey little bar and go home to my wife who loves me for who I am. I step out and realize the rain has stopped and there is a slight spring to my step.