I’m just winding down after the night shift (self imposed night shift, by the way, I have no set hours but the rates are higher at night). I started around 1am, took an hour and a half break to watch Scream 3 (amusingly bad) and have just finished. I’ve just checked my revenue and it’s been a good night: £38, and in between calls I was watching Friends. It’s a great job, this.
I’ve had mostly chit chat callers, which is odd but nice. I also got a call from the Great Scot
which is always welcome. My last call was forty minutes with a guy who described in detail what he wanted to do to me; all I had to do was moan a bit – the easiest money I’ll ever make, I wish all calls were that easy!
Just the one “orgasm” tonight, thank God. I hate callers who require multiple orgasms – I live in a flat for God’s sake. We always joke that my husband should go out after one of my orgasm calls, and tweak his collar and beam around happily at everyone, before saying “sorted her, I did”. (And no, of course I don’t really orgasm! I find calls about as sexy as a wet sponge).
I did make myself giggle mid call with a little visual joke. I had one of our cats on my lap and I petted him, then saying to the caller “yeah, I’m stroking my pussy now”. Well, it made me laugh.
