The Rise and Fall of Bimbo Playhouse

I got some bad news over the weekend. Another bimbo sim in Second Life has disappeared. Bimbo Playhouse closed up shop without notice. Its founder has blanked out his profile indicating that he has left SL forever. Where oh where will all the displaced bimbos go to play? I hate to see a good sim close down. But in this case, it was expected. The owner was my ex and he’s done all this before.

Big Bouncy Fun

I met J* several years ago at The Champagne Lounge. A friend brought me there. We fucked on a pool float. And then J hired me to entertain the guests. It was a good time. Eventually J decided he needed me for himself. We got partnered. He remade me to his preferences. It was my introduction to the Luxe Life.

There were red flags right from the start. I’d heard rumors of J being mean to one of the hostesses. J told me himself that he was a serial husband. Marrying and divorcing girls like me at a dizzying rate. We both thought that our relationship would be different from all the others. Maybe it was, but it still ended the same way.

I’ve been writing recently about people who get stuck in Second Life. Doing the same things over and over again. J’s patterns weren’t limited to divorce. He would get fixated on one thing. Obsess over it. And then lose interest and walk away when it ceased to be shiny and new. That was true with his women and also with his clubs.

As a sidenote, J was the guy who finally convinced me not to share too much of my real life. We had certain things in common which we thought would make it easier to have our inworld partnership. But the more J found out about me, the more he wanted to know. I’m not going to share any of his secrets here, but he was playing with fire. In the end, he issued me an ultimatum which would have ended badly for both of us.

After the break-up we agreed to go our own ways. It was amicable even if we didn’t keep in touch. I checked in on him from time to time to see what he was up to. Eventually the Lounge emptied out. He was focused on a new place. It was smaller. The Bimbo Loft was nice. It was more casual than the Champagne Lounge. They were so similar there was no need for them both to exist. Eventually, J closed the Lounge. I never asked him why.

I stopped by the Loft infrequently. Took some pictures there. Then one day, it was gone too. Not only was the Loft gone, but J also completely blanked out his profile. It seemed like he had left Second Life for good.

Busty Bimbo Playhouse

I don’t know why J left. When we were together, he talked about leaving Second Life for 3DXChat. Originally, he wanted me to come with him when he left. We never talked about it after the breakup, but I assumed he left according to that plan. It may have been that. It may have been other things. From what I knew of J’s real life, he could be called away.

I wasn’t surprised when J returned. Going with my 3DXChat theory, I assumed he got bored on the new program and returned to his old favorite. Or maybe he dealt with whatever real-life issue pulled him away in the first place. It didn’t matter.

I ran into J one day while I was shopping at Sibilla. He had introduced me to the store while we were together. I knew he shopped there. I almost didn’t recognize him because he had made changes to his name and avatar. He looked older and called himself grandpa something or other. He also opened a new place tying into the grandpa theme. I don’t know. It wasn’t for me. Rather than luxury, it gave horny old man.

The next and most recent evolution was the Bimbo Playhouse. This new venue played to J’s strengths. I visited a few times. I’ve even written about it here. It wasn’t nearly as posh as the Champagne Lounge. But it was a good place to meet and fuck bimbos. Yeah, I fucked a few of you at the Bimbo Playhouse.

The last time I visited was for a party. It was pretty packed. I brought Darden with me. We saw J but didn’t stop to say hello. I recognized a few famous bimbos. People I knew from the Lounge and/or their social media. It seemed to me like Bimbo Playhouse was filling a need. I wanted to see it grow. I was planning to spend more time there. Using it as a home base to meet with my readers in-world.

That night, I noticed that J had made some changes to the layout. The pool area was separated from the playhouse interior. The playhouse itself had been expanded. I liked the changes but I also remembered the final days of the Lounge. J began making big changes there before he closed it down. I hoped that the same fate didn’t await Bimbo Playhouse.

Bimbo Dreams

After I left my job at X-Sisters, I started hanging out at a new sim called Bimbo Dreams. I was getting pretty involved. I spoke with the owner. She had very ambitious plans. I remember telling Darden that if only a few of them came to pass, Bimbo Dreams would be incredible. But the thing about dreamers is that they can be less than stable. That proved to be the case. The owner got into a fight with Deviant Art over some of her content. And for some reason that prompted her to nuke her sim and leave SL.

My first hangout in SL was Bimboview Estates. I got to know the owners of that sim as well. The night I met them, they indicated that they might have to close the place down. It wasn’t drawing the traffic they hoped for. I don’t know what it is with bimbo places, but the ones I like never seem to last.

It probably has something to do with the different interpretation of the word “bimbo’. The most stable bimbo hangouts tend to be the ones that have an interracial element. J’s clubs had that, but they weren’t over-the-top about it. In the case of Bimbo Playhouse, I think it’s more about the pattern than anything else.

I fully expect that J will return to Second Life. And when he does, he’ll open some new venue for busty girls to meet up with horny dudes. The pattern will repeat as many times as he wants it to. Hopefully whatever he’s doing works out for him. I wish him well.

*I’m using the letter J in place of the owner’s name to protect his privacy.