“THE PINK ROOM 2” : A MONIQUE’S GOSSIP STORY SERIES

Hey Second Life Babes, this is your girl Moniques coming to you with Part 2 of our drama filled story "The Pink Room”. 

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“THE PINK ROOM” : A MONIQUE’S GOSSIP STORY SERIES ~ The SL Enquirer Warning: Mature Audiences Only. 

LAST TIME ON THE PINK ROOM … 

In the virtual world of SecondLife, Monique navigates a world of mystery and unexpected twists. When Monique introduces her two friends Ron, the gentlemanly Night Club owner from Germany and Joan, the nice American girl next door. Their undeniable chemistry led them to become an SL couple.Their fast-lit relationship comes to a halt when Joan takes a one week break from Second Life. 

During Joan’s absence, Monigue notices a mysterious new avatar lingering at Ron’s club named Emerie. Intrigued, Monique finds out Emerie’s identity and that discovery leads Monique to The Pink Room, a strange and secretive place that raises more questions than answers. 

Monique begins to uncover unsettling details that leave her questioning the truth about Ron and Joan’s relationship. In a web of complicated secrets, the drama unfolds, pulling Monique in a situation where she is in a tough spot. She is torn between revealing the truth to Joan or keeping the secrets she’s uncovered, that if revealed, could change everything! 

Read Part 1 for the details … 

THE CONFRONTATION 

I saw Ron appear online. 

That is when I knew all Hell was about to break loose.

“I am definitely going to confront him.” Joan firmly stated. 

All 3 of us teleported to the Club (Joan, Tina and I). 

Joan wasted no time confronting Ron. As soon as she Rezzed she walked towards him. 

“What did you do yesterday?” Joan asked Ron. “I was here?” he answered apprehensively. Ron was definitely caught off guard. 

“Doing what?” Joan asked bluntly. 

“I was here, at the Sim, I was here at the club.” Ron answered frantically. 

“Here at the club making out and cheating on me with your fake fucking teen daughter!?” Joan cried. Joan yelled to the point where the high volume distorted her audio. 

Then there was an awkward silence. The silence was the longest 8 seconds I have ever heard. There were 4 avatars a few meters away from the club and even they stopped talking, probably to listen in on the drama. 

Joan, Tina and I all stood there in formation staring at Ron for an answer. “Making out with what daughter?” Ron replied awkwardly. “I wasn’t making out with anyone.” “Look Ron, I saw you!” Tina butted in, “And you told Monique that girl was your daughter.” “That is true, he did tell me that. “ I confirmed. 

There was a brief silence. 

“Well, if you are going to be a Cunt about it, here is what I think!” Ron exclaimed. BOOM! 

My feet were in the ocean and I was unable to get back to The Club because of yellow Boundary Lines. I was shocked, I have never heard Ron yell let alone even cuss. 

His gentleman image cracked. 

THE CIRCLE OF GOSSIP 

The three of us girls regrouped at Tina’s house.

There was hot steaming tea and chocolate chip cookies on the coffee table but everyone was holding large wine glasses. Two other of our friends showed up and we sat there in our little circle of gossip. 

We had come to the conclusion that Ron felt embarrassed and ganged up on and that was the reason he kicked us off the land. Ron disappointed me, my expectation for him was to handle the situation more maturely. I checked my Friends List and Ron didn’t delete me, surprisingly. 

Joan informed us that she and Ron were planning to meet up in real life. She said that they would stay up late talking all night for hours. Ron had a Passport and owned his own successful business where he could schedule time off to meet her. Joan lived with her 19 year old daughter and she was also a grandmother to her daughter’s 1 year old baby girl. 

“Look, I fell in love with Ron and I trusted him. But if he is cheating on me in Second Life and he has a teen daughter fetish or into pedophilia, I definitely can NOT trust him around my kids.” Joan stated sternly. Everyone in the circle collectively agreed. No man was worth the risk. 

There was a wash of relief that came over me. I wasn't originally aware Joan and Ron were that serious about their relationship. To me, it was all a SL fling. I got to keep the Pink Room Secret while Joan still kept her family safe. I wouldn’t have to live with the regret of not telling Joan the secret, then finding out later that Ron did something heinous to her family. 

Side note, in case you were wondering why I kept the secret, here it is… 

Number one Ron was a good friend, he showed me the room in confidence. Secondly, when I was presented with “The Pink Room” there was no hard evidence that he was using the room to have sex with Emerie, even though my gut feeling was telling me that he did. And lastly, Second Life was a fantasy world where people had the opportunity to explore their fantasies, desires and kinks. If Ron was doing that with another consenting adult privately, who was I to expose him for that? Me leaking that kind of information could be very damaging to his reputation. So, before I made any decisions regarding The Pink Room, I definitely wanted to speak to Ron one on one for him to at least get the chance to explain his side of the story first. 

The circle of gossip lasted for over 3 hours. The girls all agreed on one thing, Joan meeting Ron in real life was off the table, even if they were great together. Joan just wasn’t going to risk it. 

“I will message him tomorrow and just let him know I’m done.” Joan said. That night I turned off SL with a wash of relief. 

THE BREAK UP

A few days drifted by and it was quiet. And based on the drama that occurred a few days before, I felt it was a little too quiet. I reached out to Tina in her Inbox, she was closer to Joan than I was. 

Monique: Did Joan officially break it off with Ron did you hear anything?

Tina: She did, but Ron is not taking it well 

Monique: Sad, but it was for the best I think 

Tina: Yeah well, Ron is threatening suicide now cause he refuses to live without her. Monique: You’re kidding, that's really sad. They weren't dating that long lol Tina: Nope lol 

Initially, I felt bad for Ron, but then I wondered, were the suicide threats just to gain control? He always wore authority uniforms, owned a BDSM club and his teen daughter fetish were all aspects of power and control dynamics. When Ron lost control, he ejected everyone. Perhaps Ron wasn't the nice gentleman I thought he was. 

THE TRUTH ABOUT EMERIE 

A few more days passed, I wanted to finally get a hold of Ron. I mentally prepared myself and messaged him a simple “Hi”.This might sound silly, but I wanted closure on his true character. He replied with a quick teleport to his club. 

When I arrived, he was standing by the bar alone, wearing a white Sea Captain's uniform. 

I didn’t want to be confrontational, so I simply said, “Ron, I heard that you and Joan are no longer together, how are you doing?” 

Ron said, “ I understand why she was upset, but we had an entire future planned out. I was going to take a month off work and see her,” Ron said sadly. 

I empathized, Ron honestly seemed to care at that moment. I decided it was time to push the boundary and I said, “Ron if you cared about her so much, why did you cheat on her with that Emerie girl?” 

Ron’s voice went slightly higher pitched, offended, “I did not cheat on her, Emerie is my Second Life daughter. That is not what happened! I will bring her here, ask her yourself!” he cried. 

I did not believe Ron entirely, but I did agree to meet with Emerie. In a few moments, Emerie arrived and once again she sat in the chair in the corner. 

Ron then said, “Go talk to her, ask her anything you want, I have to go AFK.” Ron then went silent. So I did what Ron insisted and walked towards Emerie.

Monique: Hey Emerie! How have you been? I don’t know if you are aware of what has been happening. 

Emerie: Hi, yah I know. Hehe 

Monique: I know this might be a bit personal, but are you Ron’s daughter or are you two dating? 

Emerie: Yah, No he’s my Dad. 

Monique: Ok, someone told Ron’s Ex-GF that you were making out… Emerie: yahhh crazy hehe, Ron is my Second Life Dad, no making out hehe, not dating Monique: It is, are you from the United States out of curiosity? 

Emerie: yah, I am from Michigan. I went to MSU hehe 

I stopped typing for a moment, something was off in my gut. 

My instincts told me to pull up my former messages with Ron. 

It was full of:'Yahhs’, ‘hehes’ and ‘yah crazy’. Ron also said a high pitched yah in a German accent very often verbally over microphone. 

It dawned on me…OMG Emrie is Ron’s Alt Account! I am literally typing to Ron. Girls from America do not type “Yah” like that! This would explain why Ron and Emerie were never present to talk at the same time or one of them was always AFK or gone. 

Damn, what should I do now? I thought. 

Now I am met with another dilemma, should I ask Emerie if she is Ron? And if she answers yes, should I tell Joan and the gang? 

How can I handle another messed up secret? 

And was Ron intimate with Emerie as himself in “The Pink Room”? 

What should I ask next? 

Cue Dramatic Music… 

To be continued… 

Stay Tuned for Part 3… 

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“THE PINK ROOM” : A MONIQUE’S GOSSIP STORY SERIES

Hey Lifey Babes, it’s your girl Monique, coming to you with the hottest gossip from the fast-paced world of Second Life. 

I’ve got a story for you…but not just any story. This is straight from my personal vault and I’ve finally decided to share it. 

What starts with love turns into a web of secrets, betrayal, obsession and twists that will leave you wondering until the very end. If I had to describe it in two words? A hot mess !!! 

Warning: Mature Audiences Only. 

Grab a drink and some popcorn… 

THE CAST 

Meet the Cast… 

(This is a true story. Some names may have been changed to protect the identity of those involved.) 

Ron 

I knew him first. Ron was the owner of a Nightclub but upstairs, he had a Group Member’s Only BDSM Sex Lounge with a pool room and Sauna. He was German, nerdy, yet kind. His Avatar was a white guy with reading glasses and most of the time he was wearing a suit. Occasionally, he wore either a Sea Captain’s uniform, a police officer uniform or British Royal Prince’s Military uniform adorned in medals. I do not recall ever seeing him without being dressed up in some kind of professional uniform worn by an authority figure. Ron carried the image well because Ron was always a gentleman. 

Joan 

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Joan, the cool girl next door type. She wasn’t extremely outgoing but witty, with a great sense of humour. She had one of those gentle caring voices that complimented her Mid-Western accent and sarcasm. Her avatar suited her personality. She was a tall, slender white blonde girl with glasses, blue jeans and pink bubble gum. 

Emerie 

Emerie had this very cute teen-style aesthetic. Her avatar was slender, had long platinum-blonde wavy hair, a pink tank top, light blue jeans, black combat boots, and big black angel wings. Think Ariana Grande’s body with an early-2000s Olsen twin face. 

File Emerie away for later. 

Tina 

A mutual friend of our friend’s group. 

A SL ROMANCE 

Joan and I became friends through a mutual connection, and I eventually introduced her to Ron and his club. 

I knew Ron pretty well and I could immediately tell Ron was totally crushing on Joan. They had chemistry and after a week and a half of flirting, Joan and Ron were officially dating in Second Life. The two of them became a classic SL couple clicking spankers, using piggy back ride poses and putting each other's names in their Profiles. 

Life then threw a curveball: Joan announced she’d be gone for about a week. THE GIRL IN THE CORNER 

Joan's absence made Ron appear online less it seemed. Regardless, I still visited the club just to see who was hanging out there. After a few visits, I noticed a new regular. A teen girl avatar quietly sitting in the corner of the club. Her name? Emerie. 

Intrigued, I decided to chat with her… nothing strange, just small talk. I typed to her casually, complimenting her cat ears. I told her that she reminded me of Ariana Grande. We typed briefly about the movie Wicked and a few minutes later, I left. A perfectly normal interaction. 

Next time I saw Ron was on, I visited him at the club. Emerie was sitting in the corner again. I asked Ron if he knew her. 

“Emerie is my Second Life daughter,” Ron said proudly, “She’s AFK right now.”

I froze, “Huh, What? Are you sure?” I said apprehensively. 

You may think it was an overreaction. People have SL family members all the time. But I had known Ron for several months and I never heard of or seen his daughter before. Not in casual conversation, not before or after him dating Joan, not ever. 

“Yeah, she’s my daughter,” Ron casually reassured me. 

And then he hit me with: “Wanna see her room?” 

Still a bit surprised, I laughed nervously and agreed, “Okay… sure…” 

My curiosity piqued so I followed him. 

Ron had a small house on his land and when he and Joan started dating, he let her decorate it. I was confused when Ron led me to the same elevator VIPs used to go to the BDSM and pool area and not the main house. 

I stood at the golden elevator and Ron allowed me access to “The Pink Room.” 

THE PINK ROOM 

The walls were a baby pink shade. The bed had a vintage white iron frame and pale purple bedsheets covered in a rainbow pattern; the bed matched the tiny white vanity with a circular mirror. A pile of cute stuffed animals were sitting on the floor and next to it, a swing covered in flowers hanging from the ceiling. Something felt off, this room felt too childlike to be for a teenage girl. 

“It’s nice. I’ve never seen this room before.” I told Ron politely. 

“I don’t show many people this room.” Ron replied. 

So naturally I asked, “Why not?” 

“This is our special place,” he said. 

My stomach dropped. 

“You and Emerie?” I asked. 

“Oh yah!” he said enthusiastically with his European accent. 

I then click the bed to try it out and that is when I saw a Menu List of about 30 sex poses available. 

I. was. shook!

My mind went into maximum overdrive. 

The teen avatar. 

The bedroom was hidden at the Sex Club. 

The childlike decor. 

Emerie was always at the club only while Joan was away. 

What did Ron mean by “Our special place?” 

Was Ron cheating on Emerie with his SL daughter? 

Was she actually his daughter? 

Who was using these sex poses? 

Why is the Pink Room a secret place if there is nothing to hide? 

Something was definitely going on... 

THE RETURN OF JOAN 

Joan eventually returned online, after about a week like she said she would. 

Her and Ron were flirting and doing the classic Second Life couple banter like nothing had ever happened. 

Emerie vanished and the corner stayed empty. Ron never mentioned Emerie to me and I never asked. 

THE RETURN OF EMERIE 

Time passed and I got invited to Tina's house.Thinking nothing of it, I accepted the teleport. As soon as I landed, Tina wasted no time spilling the hot tea. 

“I wanted you to know something before I broke the news to Joan.” Tina blurted. “What is going on !?” I asked. 

“I teleported to Ron’s place at like 3 a.m. “ she blurted out frantically. 

“Okay, yes, and then?” I asked anxiously. 

“He had a girl in his lap… they were making out!” she exclaimed. 

“Whaaat?” I was astonished. 

“Yeah, I teleported away as fast as I could before he could notice, I think.” she said.

My mind started to make the connections like CIA agents using a string and pin board to find a terrorist. 

I then asked, “Was the girl a thin teen Avi, with black angel wings? Her name is Emerie, I think. That name was always unique so I remembered it!” 

“What the fuck!?” Tina blurted. 

“It was her…” 

“How’d you know?” Tina asked. 

The girl from the corner! I was internally high-fiving myself. I KNEW IT! 

“I saw this teen avatar a few times in the past, Ron told me it was his daughter.” I explained. 

Tina cackled sadistically, “Well he sure is making out pretty heavily for her to be his daughter.” she said. 

Like fate was at work, Joan appeared online. 

Joan’s avatar rezzed in Tina’s modern living room by the gold coffee table with fancy scented candles and fashion magazines. Tina informed Joan of the details. 

I was then met with this weird moral dilemma. Should I break the news about The Pink Room? I felt guilty, on one hand Ron showed me the room in confidence. On the other hand, Joan was right in front of me, a great person and a victim of cheating. I felt stuck in the middle of both friends. Either way, someone would get hurt, so held on to the secret not knowing what to exactly do yet. 

Joan just stood there, not saying a word. It was as if I could see the gears in her brain processing the information. 

Ron appeared online. 

“Speak of the devil.” Joan whispered calmly. But it was not the type of calm where everything was alright. It was the calm a girl had right before she was about to go off. 

“Thanks for telling me, I am definitely going to confront him,” Joan said sharply. “So, we are going to the club then?” I asked. 

“Yup, let's go.” Joan said. 

The three of us teleported to Ron’s club.

And just like that, I knew: all hell was about to break loose!!! Cue dramatic music… 

To be continued… 

Stay Tuned for Part 2 

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