yin/yang, good/bad, assholes/sweethearts
February 11th, 2008Wow. The past few days have been a weird flurry of contrasts in calls.
First I get a guy who’s a complete weirdo. I mean, really. He asked me what I was doing before he called and oh my god, I actually told him the truth! Well apparently, some guys can’t handle the truth.
I took maybe a minute or so to explain that I was having a party that night and I’d been talking on the phone to some friends and with my roomie just making final plans for it. I asked him some questions about what he likes, etc. and lounged on my bed, getting ready for a call.
For some reason though, he seemed unable to get past the fact that I hadn’t been reclining in my bed wearing lingerie and masturbating or something when he called. He went back to my plans for the night a few times. Hey, that’s fine with me…a lot of guys just like to chit chat when they call so I just went with it even though it was kind of weird and I was getting some weird vibes from him.
Finally, 7 minutes into the call he says, “I think I’ve caught you at a bad time or something,” and just hangs up. I was like, “Um, what the hell?” and it actually bothered me so much that I just blocked him so he wouldn’t call back and went on with my day.
Well, I guess a few days later he either tried to email me or call me again or something because I think he noticed he was blocked and he retaliated in his feedback. Here’s what he said. “Pretty disappointing. Spent 10 minutes trying to engage her, but she was clearly distracted making plans with her friends. Nothing sexy at all. Maybe I caught her at a bad time, but I was expecting a lot more.”
Sorry. Wrong. Not 10 minutes, it was only 7 and barely that. I wasn’t even anywhere NEAR my friends at the time of the call, I was upstairs in my bedroom. The only reason I even mentioned it is because he specifically asked me what I’d been doing.
So here’s just a gentle reminder to you guys who are thinking about calling or who do call and might sometimes forget.
I AM A REAL PERSON. Normally, I am a very sweet person and I like talking to people. I am not a hard core, nasty gutter slut who lays around all day fucking herself with a 10 inch black cock. If you ask me what I’m up to, be prepared to hear an actual answer.
If for some reason, you think that hearing a real answer will distract you so thoroughly that you’ll be unable to switch gears and have an actual sexual discussion with me AFTER that, I suggest you find someone who won’t burden you with the truth of their existence in the first few minutes of the call.
Now then yesterday I get a guy who actually asks me to suck on my toes for him. Eh, ok. Sure, buddy, whatever you want. HOWEVER, I have been walking around for a few hours without any socks on and I need to wash my feet real fast first. Is that ok with you? Sure, he says and then CLICK.
HAHA ok, so here’s another gentle reminder. If you call and want me to SUCK ON MY OWN TOES FOR YOU, please give me at least 60 seconds to rinse them off first. 
Now on the OTHER side of the coin, I’ve had a few GREAT calls with regulars and new guys over the past couple of days as well. My bisexual listing seems to be popular again and you all know how much I love those calls.
Then this morning, I woke up to a tribute with the note, “Woke up this morning still smiling about our call last night. Nothing special scenario-wise, but it had the “oomph” that’s been missing from phone sex for me for awhile. Thanks!”
How sweet is that?
So there, that’s my weird couple of days on the phone.
Other stuff has been pretty normal. I went to photography class this morning and got two more assignments. I actually already have an idea of what I want to do on these two so I might end up doing them before I get assignments 3 and 4 done. It all has to be turned in at the end of the term so doing them out of order isn’t a problem.
I should be on most of the evening and night so give me a call if you get horny! 
