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Daily call recap - 6 February 2014
Feb. 6th, 2014 05:34 am11:30am: Tonight's off to a great start so far! Let's keep 'em cumming. ;) Also, while I like calls where they do the talking, sometimes all that panting and moaning makes me a bit light-headed!
6am: Logged 6 hours, talked 246 minutes, 21 calls. This was the night of confessions. I like getting everyone's dirty secrets.
Business was steady tonight. Lots of little calls. Calls where they tell me they want something, but apparently I either give it to them so well that they can't last, or I don't do it exactly as they want it so they hang up. "I want to be your little bitch. I want to do whatever you want. I want to please you any way you wish." But of course it's not really about me. It never is, no matter what they say.
My regular JNY called to chat for an hour. Again, no sex, just general conversation. I almost feel sad talking to him. He's obviously very lonely. Why else would he call and spend $??/minute to talk to me for an hour at a time. The call cut off when he ran out of time, but he didn't call back.
I also had several decent, long calls. I got to hear stories of first blow jobs in darkened theaters, given and received. The first time he tasted his own cum. Another guy's. How a drunken blow job in college began a 10+ year secret relationship that their wives don't know about.
One of my last calls is the one that sticks with me. He told me that he was house-sitting for his neighbor, while she and her girls were here in Florida on vacation. When I mentioned them being at Disney, he said, "actually they're in Jacksonville." It made a creepy call even creepier. He was telling me about how he went into the dirty laundry and he was jerking off into the crotch of little cotton panties. And then photographing it. I didn't really have to say much, just mostly listen. I'm really not sure how I feel about that call.
It was busy enough that I could've stayed logged in for longer, but my sleep schedule has been so completely fucked up lately. I'm exhausted. When I first started doing this, it was nothing to stay awake all night on the phone, and then to go to sleep right before the sun came up, sleeping until early to mid-afternoon. Lately, I haven't been able to do that. Either I can't go to bed until between 10am and noon, or if I go to sleep around sunrise, I sleep for a maximum of 4 hours and then wake up. Usually I'll have to pee but then can't go back to sleep. It's starting to take its toll.
I'm going to bed now. Hopefully I'll be able to get some real sleep.
6am: Logged 6 hours, talked 246 minutes, 21 calls. This was the night of confessions. I like getting everyone's dirty secrets.
Business was steady tonight. Lots of little calls. Calls where they tell me they want something, but apparently I either give it to them so well that they can't last, or I don't do it exactly as they want it so they hang up. "I want to be your little bitch. I want to do whatever you want. I want to please you any way you wish." But of course it's not really about me. It never is, no matter what they say.
My regular JNY called to chat for an hour. Again, no sex, just general conversation. I almost feel sad talking to him. He's obviously very lonely. Why else would he call and spend $??/minute to talk to me for an hour at a time. The call cut off when he ran out of time, but he didn't call back.
I also had several decent, long calls. I got to hear stories of first blow jobs in darkened theaters, given and received. The first time he tasted his own cum. Another guy's. How a drunken blow job in college began a 10+ year secret relationship that their wives don't know about.
One of my last calls is the one that sticks with me. He told me that he was house-sitting for his neighbor, while she and her girls were here in Florida on vacation. When I mentioned them being at Disney, he said, "actually they're in Jacksonville." It made a creepy call even creepier. He was telling me about how he went into the dirty laundry and he was jerking off into the crotch of little cotton panties. And then photographing it. I didn't really have to say much, just mostly listen. I'm really not sure how I feel about that call.
It was busy enough that I could've stayed logged in for longer, but my sleep schedule has been so completely fucked up lately. I'm exhausted. When I first started doing this, it was nothing to stay awake all night on the phone, and then to go to sleep right before the sun came up, sleeping until early to mid-afternoon. Lately, I haven't been able to do that. Either I can't go to bed until between 10am and noon, or if I go to sleep around sunrise, I sleep for a maximum of 4 hours and then wake up. Usually I'll have to pee but then can't go back to sleep. It's starting to take its toll.
I'm going to bed now. Hopefully I'll be able to get some real sleep.
