Empathic Metamorph: Then and Now

 my way, phone sex, role play, writing  No Responses »
Sep 302010
 

I only have the urge to write in times of great upheaval in my life. When my first marriage was drawing to a close, I wrote two stories: one that would convince anyone sane that we should be break up immediately, and one that would convince anyone sane that we should be together forever. Both stories were absolutely true. The happy romantic story was, essentially, my sexual history. I’ve started drafting this blog entry three times now, but can’t describe the Empathic Metamorph more clearly than I did for that story, so I’m going to excerpt it instead. The narrative voice is purposefully a little disorganized and flighty and young-sounding. Here it is: The Empathic Metamorph was a single-episode Star Trek: The Next Generation character [read more...]

To The "C" Word And Beyond

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Sep 292010
 

Thought Vignettes, brought to you by the “C” word of the day: CUNT “Dirty Reader”, who is fascinated by words, thinks that calling someone “Fat” might be dirtier than “Cunt”. We  ultimately decided that “Cow” might be even worse for American women than even “Fat”, and yes, it is dirtier to call an American woman a cow than a cunt. British women apparently toss the term around light-heartedly over tea, heaven forbid. My husband and I casually tease each other with horrible words. We were engaged, staying at his parents’ house, and I told him I was going to take a shower, and asked if he wanted to join me. He answered, “No, ya filthy whore,” to which I cheerfully responded, “Okay!” I was halfway down the [read more...]

Me Stalking You

 feedback, other PSOs, phone sex  4 Responses »
Sep 282010
 

I admit it: sometimes I comment-stalk you. I’d never let it go to anything more serious, I promise. I swear. The service is kind enough to allow the site to be indexed, so if I search on a user name, plus the name of the service, plus feedback, I can find feedback you’ve left for other phone sex operators. Sometimes I’m surprised by who you’ve chosen. Really? Her? But she seems so… well… not like me. In any way whatsoever. She seems pretty much the opposite of Smart and Fun and Creative and Sex-Positive. How could you like me and also like dumb and mean and single-minded and a tease? (stricken because that was mean to say, but comments won’t make sense without it) Sometimes [read more...]

Pretending I Help

 favorite stories, phone sex, pretending i help  3 Responses »
Sep 282010
 

I am not a psychotherapist. I like to pretend I help people anyway. I feel like I’m in the bartender / hairdresser / massage therapist realm of helping people. It’s not my primary job, but sometimes it accidentally happens anyway, in the natural process of callers sharing their life, and me responding to it. “Doc Cupid” called today, for the first time in weeks (I wrote about him in my most popular post ever, here). When he had called before, he had sounded sad about the lack of intelligent women in his town, and his prospects for dates. I had recommended OKCupid.com (not making money off them, I swear, I just love their data-heavy blog and philosophy of free services), and that he go to a [read more...]

Law Of Attraction

 lust, orgasm, phone sex  No Responses »
Sep 282010
 

All day Monday, my first “full” day back after so much time away, I talked with a few old faithfuls for 10-15 minutes apiece  (thanks, guys!), but I also had an unusual number of new callers with either the wrong number (a frustratingly common system glitch lately… they’re working on it), or 3-4 minute conversations which had nothing whatsoever to do with me – the paint by numbers of phone sex, where my job is clearly to follow a script. I knew it might take a few days to pick up steam again. In theory, I was ready for that. In reality, I was a little bored. So on a whim and a prayer, I tweeted, “Smart fun creative sex-loving #phonesex op in search of like-minded [read more...]

Big Black Cock and… Washing Machines?

 fuckatorium, phone sex, PSO life, toys  3 Responses »
Sep 272010
 
Big Black Cock and... Washing Machines?

I finally opened my new Big Black Cock dildo, which I bought for the photo shoot last week. I was going to stick it on the wall of the shower and fuck it, but the shoot ran long, so I ran out of steam before I got to the shower at all (note to self: that still sounds like fun – you must do that soon). Today, I finally used the dildo for the first time, for the monster cock caller I talked about here. It was, as advertised, big. It has a completely different dynamic going in than smaller toys – it requires more force, and I can feel it in completely different places on its way in and out. Then, after the call, [read more...]

Orgasms: Power and Control

 orgasm, phone sex, subbing, topping  No Responses »
Sep 272010
 

Long ago, I read a non-Western philosophy of sex, couched as an older male instructing a younger male in the ways of lovemaking, that said that the female orgasm was a blessing to the man who causes it. I love the idea, but I have to expand on it: An orgasm is always a blessing, regardless of the gender of the person having it An orgasm is always a blessing, regardless of the gender of the person “causing” it Causality for orgasms is a joint effort – both the person having the orgasm and the person(s) helping are at least partially responsible, and therefore, both are blessed  In my own power-play explorations, I am fascinated by the power and control of an orgasm.  For example, [read more...]

Back Now: Choosing The Life I Want

 availability, phone sex, PSO life, vertigo  No Responses »
Sep 262010
 

I understand perfectly well that part of the key to my success has been my availability. Since phone sex is my full-time job, I’ve been trying to stay available for as many hours as possible… until the last ten days. Because of the mysterious vertigo that led me to become a phone sex operator in the first place, I have to recover after travel, and I also have to recover after I spend time in large groups of people. Highways and groups, in case you didn’t know, are wiggly sons-a-bitches. The last ten days have been packed with wiggly travel, wiggly groups, and recovery. But more importantly, I have built many lovely memories with family, loved ones, and the loved ones of loved ones. In [read more...]

Force Ranked Values

 my way, phone sex  No Responses »
Sep 252010
 

I have had the honor (or misfortune, depending on your perspective) of participating in the process of defining and force-ranking values with three separate companies. The process went approximately like this: Brainstorm: everybody blurts out what they think our values are. Honesty, integrity, loyalty, stick-to-it-ive-ness, technical competency, ongoing education, etc. Group: can we lump honesty in with integrity? Efficient with productive? Creative with innovative? Rank: everybody gets five votes. Evaluate and Refine: do the values that floated to the top seem like a gut-level accurate representation of us? What is missing? What is over-emphasized? Define: come up with a pithy phrase to describe what each value means specifically to us. Decide: usually done later by Director-level staff. I loved participating in and facilitating those kinds of meetings [read more...]

Perhaps Not All That Smart

 issues, phone sex  2 Responses »
Sep 252010
 

I have consistently over-predicted my availability this week. Why do even smart people have a hard time predicting how long things take to finish? And an even harder time figuring out how much energy will remain once the task is done? These seem like skills we have plenty of time to practice, so by age 40, shouldn’t we be good at them? Thankfully, next week is almost completely devoid of plans. Whew!

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