Not That Kind of GFE

 availability, disability, honesty, issues, limits  6 Responses »
Mar 282012
 
Not That Kind of GFE

The grand experiment was: see if I can successfully travel to meet an out-of-town lover for a multi-day romp, with some resting time built in. The first five days were a smashing success: I rested up after traveling, then we romped to our hearts’ delights in a sunny, warm, cozy place with every creature comfort I could have asked for. I got gussied up with straight hair and red red lips for our first sexy day: He likes me in just a bra and panties. And then I played the part of the good mistress and put on my maybe-we’re-just-colleagues outfit for scrumptious dining out about town (his wife knows about me – I’m more of an extra in their open marriage than a mistress, [read more...]

I’m Stuffed

 availability, control, honesty, issues, limits, me giving advice, my way, power, topping  No Responses »
Oct 182011
 
I'm Stuffed

Summary (extra-short): My stuff has arrived in my home, so I’m all stuffed up. Summary (medium-short): After 10 days of hearing nothing from our movers, we got a call Saturday saying they would hold our stuff hostage unless we paid them $800 more than the estimate. Sunday, after they arrived at 6:30 pm, we refused to pay it, called cops, had a 3-hour stand-off in our front yard, took video, measured the truck, I cried, and they eventually agreed to the $1600 originally estimated plus the $200 tip I had always intended to give them. Monday, they arrived at 11:30, took our money, then informed us they were in too big of a hurry to reassemble our furniture or put any furniture or boxes where [read more...]

Control, You Fickle Bitch

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Oct 142011
 
Control, You Fickle Bitch

I had a lot of control when I lived in Houston – my husband was traveling for work 10 days out of every 14, my family and local friends were trained to call before dropping by, and I was finding my ability to adapt to the unexpected kind of, well, atrophying, because the unexpected was happening so rarely in my daily life. I mean, sure, there was the whole thing with “you’re moving – you’re not moving – you’re moving – you’re not moving – oh okay really you’re moving”, and anyone would have found that disruptive, but aside from that ennui, I could manage my dizzies, my dogs, my time, and my energy as I wished. Oct 2, I arrived at my new home [read more...]

Groggy Warning

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Jun 302011
 

I have a new pattern of grogginess: midnight to noon. I try to counteract with caffeine, and sometimes that helps, but most days, the deeper I am in the midnight-to-noon time frame, the more I behave and sound like I live in California and have a medical marijuana prescription. The odd thing is, it doesn’t necessarily mean I’m sleepy. I can be wide awake and groggy, which is occasionally annoying, but usually it’s more dreamy and relaxing for me as long as I’m not trying to problem-solve or intellectually analyze anything. My groggies have often been amusing to others who have witnessed it. Last night, between about 8:30 pm and midnight, I was having a lovely time with a series of callers, when the start [read more...]

Adjustments

 honesty, issues, limits, vertigo  No Responses »
Jun 262011
 

I took a while off from blogging (several of you dropped me a note to ask if I was okay – thank you!) for a few reasons, which can be summarized in this statement: I had a bit of an adjustment disorder (the wikipedia article is pretty good for explanation) In the two months before Feb 15, we knew that we might need to move, and that my husband might need to find a different job. In the three months between Feb 15 and June 15: we found out we would need to move (adjustment to new home) we moved – not just into a new home, but from Austin to Houston, which was somewhat unexpected (adjustment to new city) I had to figure out [read more...]

New Lover Warning Labels

 honesty, limits, my lovers, slut, whore  No Responses »
Jun 262011
 

I should have the following warning labels attached to me when meeting with new lovers in person for the first time: I tend to avoid looking directly into people’s eyes for more than just a brief moment at a time because it makes me dizzy faster (eyes are wiggly) Although I go limp and submissive when some people get all rough and tough and toppy with me, other people inspire giggles when they attempt to be growly I need to take a break about once an hour; thankfully, I’ve never been with a lover who can go for longer than an hour straight with no break, either, even without vertigo If you are in from out of town with no rental car, and I am [read more...]

Time Limits Vs The Six Hour Phone Call

 financial, limits, teasing, toys, vertigo  No Responses »
Apr 262011
 

In this post about time limits, I explained that some types of phone sex calls have the unfortunate tendency to accelerate my dizziness to the point where I have to draw a line and impose a time limit, especially calls where I do most of the talking, or where more than one orgasm per person is required. Last night, I spent almost six hours with one caller, from 6:53 pm to 12:46 am. Because of the time he spent re-charging his account, and one unfortunate disconnect, it worked out to 346 minutes of billable time. Wow. Now, if you would have asked me yesterday at 6:52, “What is your prediction for your stamina tonight? How long of a call could you take right now?” I [read more...]

Heartbreak and Phone Sex, Part VI

 disability, heartbreak, honesty, issues, limits, phone sex, PSO issues, vertigo  1 Response »
Apr 082011
 

This time, the heartbreak is for me. As I’ve explained vaguely elsewhere on the blog, I have mysterious neurological vertigo which makes me feel drunk all the time. And every now and then, it causes other glitches as well, as if my brain’s electrical systems got fried: I mix up words, I can’t finish a sentence, or writing no longer translates into words. Or, in extremely rare cases of extraordinary exhaustion and vertigo combined, I have little episodes where I don’t make sense for a few seconds, as if I’ve drifted into another reality, and I hallucinate a bit, as if I haven’t slept for days. The basic theory behind my vertigo is that my neurons in part of my brain aren’t recharging fast enough, [read more...]

Reluctantly Considering Time Limits

 issues, limits, phone sex  6 Responses »
Mar 052011
 

The business of phone sex is wildly unpredictable on an individual level, as I’ve proven by my unsuccessful attempts to find trends in my calls, and as backed up by the anecdotes of other phone pros. So I was pleasantly surprised Thursday night by having an almost-3-hour call (cock-teasing and the philosophy of orgasm denial). Whew! That’s a great way to come back online! Plus I had a couple of shorter calls (a guided masturbation and a fun “pleasure genie” fantasy), all from regulars who had been awaiting my return. Last night started with a common rhythm: a 34-minute call, followed by a short break, followed by a 10-minute call, followed by a short break. That’s a pattern I can easily sustain, especially since the [read more...]

Moved, Safe, Not Quite Up Yet

 limits, phone sex  No Responses »
Mar 012011
 

I’m safely moved into my new digs. Yay! They’re bigger than I remembered. Yay! We were pretty well-prepated for Move Day. Yay! Due to severe underestimating by movers, even after a visual walk-through, the truck wasn’t big enough for all our stuff, so arrangements had to be made. Boo. Our “10-hour move” took 16.5 hours, finishing at 2 am last night/this morning. Boo. My husband took great care of me, asmuch as possible given the situation, and I got to do almost nothing today to start recouping. Yay! I’d hoped to try to be back on the phone Wednesday, which ain’t gonna happen. Boo. I still have high hopes for Thursday. Yay! Good thoughts and well-wishes have been most appreciated. Please keep them coming.

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