Initiation

This all started some time ago - a decision made not in a moment of madness, but after much cogitation.

PussyGirl had endured some heavy trials in her life thus far and this was her attempt at breaking free. Well, not quite.

She had, in the short space of three years, witnessed and lived though the horrific near fatal road accident of her beloved twin, left the abusive and emotionally repressed husband who had witheld sex for five years and then fucked the biggest trollop in the office - in between bouts of drunken abuse doled out after his Friday night outing with the office and focused purely on the revolting nature of his wife and partner of 9 years; and then, to top it all, the new guy she had met and fallen in love with killed himself while she was out of the country celebrating her recent unexpected redunadancy.

It was true, she had experienced the roughest of rides and she didn't mean sex. And that is what got her thinking.

Sex, indeed, the opposite sex, why not? Eight years of celibacy had left her slightly out of the game.Deadboy had reinvigorated her, igniting her desires to all sorts of heady levels. But, he had died, and so did a piece of her. The depression set in and she went madder than she thought possible.

A lot of sibling love and friendship later, she emerged to find a new job and started the slow journey back to normality and humanity.

And then she started to think about maybe at least trying again. Why not? She was young, attractive and known for her wit and generosity. She didn't want to be alone forever. Deadboy was the great love. But he died and how! And he wasn't coming back. Even Eunuch Man, the ex, had found some poor unfortunate to move in with him and make his dinner in exchange for the odd blowie on a Friday night.

She needed a plan and she mustered one pretty quickly. Cliched, but nevertheless very doable, she decided to start her quest. She thought about it - she had been a virtual wife - everything but the sex and love; she had been a virtual fiancee - everything but the future with the man himself; so sod it, she would do the only thing she could. Go virtual and start her internet dating quest.

There was fun to be had. Or so she thought......