Getting ghosted wasn’t a great way to start off a relationship, especially since that relationship was gonna be with a bot.
My new would-be paramour, Slutbot, aka The Cure for a Mediocre Love Life, is a free virtual texting service I read about in Lindsay Goldwert’s book, Bow Down: Lessons From Dominatrixes on How To Get Everything You Want.
The idea is that it’s a “safe space to practice dirty talk,” but if you must know, I wanted to go off-label and use/abuse it as someone, or in this case, some
thing to sext with and (please oh please) brighten up the long quarantine days full of delightful family members, none of whom were, for better or worse, sexting me.