Apple Juice ?

Relativley busy on the texts today, Mr 3 hours was back, although I must have said something that "set him off" because he stopped replying without a descriptive goodbye. Then there's another guy who wanted me to dress him up like a little girl, ridicule him, spank him, fuck him with a strap on and make me swallow his piss. And then there's "Boots" who was more turned on by the "fact" that I was "wearing" black leather thigh highs than anything else.

The late nights are annoying though, I've to get up for an interview for a "proper" job tomorrow morning but this pee & panties man is showing no signs of shooting his shit anytime soon. I want to go to bedd!!

Night <3

Texting !!!

OK, the whole phone sex thing got a bit too much. It was hard enough trying to scream, moan and make "sound effects" when I was walking about my flat alone but it became pretty difficult once I always had a flatmate or two around. When I’m hiding away moaning and groaning and someone asks me to "scream louder", there's only so loud I can go before my flatmate wants a new roomie.

In addition, the company was ridiculous, completely unprofessional and unreliable. My contract stated I was guaranteed £20 an hour (at a lovely £1/ minute) and the reality was anything but. The only vaguely workable hours were 11pm onwards, and even at that you were looking at about 10 - 20 minutes/ 4 hour shift. Sometimes you could log in and not get any calls for about 8 hours. In short, it was a lot of sitting about twiddling my fucking thumbs. The company did not uphold their guaranteed minutes, or seem at all concerned about any problems. That said, they did have my deposit.

My profile there is shut down, and unlikely to ever be re-activated. I can’t even be bothered to return to collect my cheque for 150 odd minutes, simply because the amount of money they rob off you in agency fees is sickening. But enough "moaning", the industry is a growing one, and there are constantly new "opportunities" so to speak. I decided to take up sex texting, by far the easiest and least socially limiting option, but of course the least well paid.

The job is a joke, typing a 160 character message saying "I’m horny, I swear" ? A (dirty minded) monkey could do it. The money is nothing to write home about, but seeing as I'm online every night typing anyway; I figured I might as well get paid for it.

The greatest perk of course is the amusement factor. Last night I had some guy who dutifully believed that I too was "shooting my load" at the idea of wrinkly old grannies sucking on my nipples while I sucked and fucked him and he stuck things in my bum. (Good at multitasking me :p )Today I asked a guy what his filthiest fantasy was and he replied "FINGER YOURSELF!" How out there! I almost fell off my "bed". A whole new specialist fetish category. At the there's a guy who doesn't really seem like he can contain himself with the idea of a "hot babe!!!" acknowledging him. He's just texting going "SEX TITS FUCK FUCK I WANT TO FUCK SEX NIPPLES LICK YOU". Then there's another guy who doesn't really seem to be able to .... cum? He keeps telling me how he's close to tears with the horniness of it all, but he's been texting me for nearly two hours!

Oooops, what a long blog :/ I only came on because I intend to keep this updated with the different "characters" I encounter and I told someone I'd update with the back story. Sorrryyy!

Now back to work ;)

Je suis sale sans toi, Je suis laide sans toi, Tu m'as vidé de tous mes mots, Je suis malade

I haven't written in a long, long time but I'm still working - on occasion. I guess it is a small comfort that listening to other's sexual perversion can remain a constant when everything else is shot to shit. I'm struggling to speak to these people sober anymore, it's too uncomfortable. I wish I had a proper job. I have an interview for a bank soon. Hopefully I get it.

Anyway, last night I spoke to some guy for a really long time about tracksuits. He has a serious "thing" about girls in a tracksuit, trainors and a football shirt. He was willing to fly to a different country if I would just fuck him in said attire, but I said no. He was not impressed and he phoned me back. He told me that he had spent all his money buying girls trainors and tracksuits because he gets such a kick out of seeing girls in them. He talked for a long time and in the end I had to coerce him off the phone because I wanted to go back in to C and the girls in the living room and eat some chips.

I also talked to another peadophile who wanted to do the usual "pick me up from school and fuck me in my uniform" kind of scenario. He texted me first and all I had to do was text him back and get paid for it. Now that is a job. Sitting absent mindingly texting filth while watching a movie. These guys usually don't last past "I'm wearing thin tights and my skirt is rolled up really short" so the conversations don't actually get that sick, but it's the thought that counts right ?

Our kitten was taken away because it was extremely violent and aggresive. It was a cute kitty, but completely untameable and we had to give up . We're getting a new kitten on friday, with no apparent hatred of all humanity. No more sitting in the house in my pyjamas alone on a saturday. I'll have my kittypurry to talk to.

I got a new bank account for my whore dollars that is controlled anonymously through internet companies... or something. The only downside is you can only transfer balances onto it at a certain amount (you can get a cheque for 1/3 as much) I only need to talk for another 40 minutes or so to be able to put money on my card. It needs to happen fast, my cupboards are bare and I haven't a penny to my name. It will be an achievement to be able to pay for my food shopping with nothing more than the fact that I am a simple whore.

Happy Easter xo <3

Pussy!!!

We got a new kitty today and he is SOOOOO cute! n__ n He is only a baby though so he's still really nervous :( awwww <3 kittyyyy.

Emm I signed in from dinner time today. I got one call straightway from some guy who didnt speak one word and then just hung up after I went "helllooooo?:" for ages. The next guy wanted me to watch him wank on webcam and I finally gave in because I'm not hitting target. I made a new msn, added him, watched him wank for 3 minutes (it was eeeewww-tastic) then signed off. The last guy was kinda funny. He wanted to tie me up and spank my ass. At least it wasn't all about blowjobs. Variety is the spice of life :)

Oh, something really bad happened today, I fell asleep for an hour when i was signed in ! D:

Until tomorrow! xo

Crazies

This summary is not available. Please click here to view the post.

Pump

Today is odd. I don't know what to think. I actually got up on time ( which happens LITERALLY about once every four years). So I decided to utilize my breathy, tired (to them "horny") voice and signed in at about 7:30am. I guess it's no myth that guys wake up with boners, I got more work at this hour than most other times. I just hope they didn't stain their suits :/

There was nothing extraordinary about this morning (BLOWJOBS), one or two guys lasting less than the time it took me to blink. Another guy talking for a long time about BLOWJOBS, (I really need a new euphemism, I'm already sick of that word) quelle surprise ?

The difference in working in the morning is that it's a lot easier. I'm usually doing nothing but sleeping anyway so I'm not scrambling for essasy notes I should be working on while talking about removing my "expensive" underwear. The one difference being that for once, I actually WAS lying in bed in my underwear (albeit halfway asleep) and not not doing the dishes in my pyjamas.

I was meant to work tonight but became manically depressed for some reason. I was happy about potentially adopting a kittypurry at the weekend but then felt sick about not looking after it properly. Then I decided that I WAS going to live in a pink caravan within the next few months (to the point where I have emailed the owner and phoned everyone looking for land to keep it on). L and her boyfriend DH even offered my nytol to calm me down, but I was too excited about my up and coming kittykaravan life to sleep. Fifteen minutes later I was howling and I wanted to curl up into a ball and die. Conveniently it was this point I remembered the 4000 word essay due for tomorrow which I have yet to begin. :(

Im trying to work on my essay at the minute, and signed in to aid in the odd late night wank. HF died my hair electric blue today, telling me he was giving me a few streaks, sneaky bastard. I aplogise for the extreme irrelevance of this, hopefully tomorrow will be more interesting.


EDIT: I literally JUST got off a call who booked and cancelled 3 times. It's 2:30am and I should really be in bed but im only a few minutes off qualifying for getting paid, how exciting! back to my essay ...

Kitty Purry

Back on track. Woke up not feeling sick anymore, had a shower and signed in :). The first guy, another J was completely unremarkable. Blowjobs, sex, heavy breathing. The usual. Next came R. He wanted to talk about him coming all over my face. I said I loved it but I probably slap whoever did it to me for real. He asked me what celebrity I thought he should wank over. I told him Katy Perry was one sexy bitch and that was it. He was done.

The next call was really disturbing. It nearly ruined my day. G asked me if I was really 19. I told him yes, I'll be twenty in July. He asked me if I could be any younger so I said "What like a schoolgirl?" He then proceeded to elaboratley tell me how he picked me up from school in my uniform and fucked me in his car. This guy wanted me to be 15. Granted, the majority of people are having sex at 15, but it made me pretty uncomfortable letting him talk about his 15year old fantasies, espicially as my sister's not far off 15. I don't want her to get fucked in her uniform in the back of a car. I guess it has opened me up to the debate as to whether it is better to let people play out their fantasies on the phone to prevent them from playing them out in real life, or not ? I don't know. It made me really shaky afterwards. I didn't know what to do or how to get him off the phone. I didn't like him.

I didn't take another call for another 2 hours. R wanted to tie me up with my knickers. I had told him I was in a red bra and thong when I've really been in my pyjamas all day. He did'nt really sound all that overly "excited". He just stopped talking at one point and said "I'm going to bed now". It was an easy call. A bit later I got a call from P who wanted to me to be really loud. >_< This was ick because I could hear my flatmate L pottering round the house so she could obviously hear me. At least the guy had a good time before he went to sleep.

Ive applied to adopt a cat, my preferred type of pussy. I love kitties :) He can sleep in my bed.

Night ! xo

I'm phoning in sick

I have been sick up to my eyeballs so I haven't been working today and can only type about yesterday without vomiting now after lying with a hot water bottle all day. And I was soo depressed last night that I started crying in the club despite beautiful boys swanning round :( The only slight positive is that I have decided I simply MUST spend some whore dollars on a nurses outfit or my costume chest will never be truly complete.

Yesterday I talked to a few people. One guy I think was just lonely. He lives in town and talked to me for ages about completely trivial stuff like where I go when I go out. And about swinging. He said the swinging scene is HUGE here, which really schocked me. I said I wanted to get dressed up and go to a fetish party and he said he'd love to take me. Which would be fine if my profile didn't say I was 5"7 which I most definatley am not.

Other people phoned for 5 minutes or so, wanting to hear about BLOWJOBS, BLOWJOBS, BLOWJOBS. Snore!!. Seriously, get a fucking imagination. The funniest one was some guy who said "Oh holy fuck I just came all over myself!!!" I just laughed. It was cute, I think ?

I'm not particularily looking forward to working again tomorrrow but I am wayyy under quota for the week. Im just goinbg to lie in bed feeling sorry for myself all day about feeling sick and feeling sorry for boys phoning a sex line.

I'm sitting here with BC watching sexcetera to try and get some inspiriation. Japanese rope bondage is certaintly intricate, but unshaved pornstar armpits is making me thankful that the sick bucket is nearby :(

Detention

Last night was a disaster, I decided to binge on wine to encourage my sailor's vocabulary but I wasn't signed in properly and became too distracted anyway by the drama unfolding in the flat. By the end of the night I was basically too enebriated to even sign out. Before I did though, I got mail from the typical schoolgirl fetishist;

He wanted me to roleplay with him about getting a detention for being a "very naughty girl". I was to be left alone with him in detention. He wanted me to ignore my detention essay and write filth on my desk like "J TAKES IT UP THE SHITTER" (oh the power of erotic literature , sexy :/) I was then to ask to be excused to the bathroom where more of my filthy graffiti awaited. I had the option of Sir telling my parents or "working for some extra credit" *AHEM* I was soo tired, so drunk and I had school at 9:30, so I told him I'd take a raincheck and went to bed.

Today though, today was better. I FINALLY learned how to log into the phone properly so I started getting incomming calls. I watched "The Princess & The Frog" with C and did some dishes while answering the phone. The first guy was just ... some guy. I can't remember his name but I'll just assume that everyone's name today began with a J. I can't for the life of me remember what the call involved so it was obviously just as intersteing as the rest.

The next guy wanted me to talk about putting on a big pair of stripper heels and digging them into his thighs until it hurt. (Along with the usual of course, every single man I've talked to this week wanted to hear about blowjobs.) Both these guys were obviously local. Because I'm starting to care less it's getting easier. I was able to get all the dishes done and clean the living room while I was "working". The only dissapointment being the pause I made to dry the suds off my hands & answer the phone to some loser who hung up on me after 19seconds, interrupting my dishes.

In the world of "Wank Man" the stakes have been upped. He's is offering around £/$(8 hours normal salary) to watch him wank for 5 minutes. I honestly can't be bothered to leave the house and "go to work" but F desperatley wants me to for his own amusement.

Me & C giggled like schoolgirls all day about real boys our own age. Real boys are better, whatever the weather. :)

Showerrr, nnight :) xp

Oh, P.S. - My poor flatmate L has food poisoning :( Someone get oldschool and pray for her or send us a homemade remedy for pepto bismol. I need her back to normal to get drunk with me tomorrow!

Lick my boots BITCH!

I got a booking today from a guy whose name I didn't get. He put into the details that he liked to be dominated but didn't like pain. He wanted me to treat him as a maid and call him a "sissy wimp". I was to invite in my other domm friend with her slave and have him humilate himself by stripping, kissing and orally relieving my friend's slave. He wanted me to laugh at his frilly pink knickers and heels.

I only had two or three minutes to prepare so I frantically attempted to construct some kind of "script" (the organistion of our agency site still baffles me). I phoned him and shouted down the phone that I didn't want to know his name and that he was pathetic. He said nothing apart from "Yes mistress" in a tearful baby voice. I would have perhaps felt a twinge of guilt if he had not sounded so utterly elated afterwards.

The call was booked in for five minutes and was done in four. He said "Thank you" a lot after and told me I was very good at it. I broke my composure, giggled and hung up. I was logged in for two hours but only did that one call later, I guess all the horny men are otherwise engaged at 11am. It was worth it anyway, that call has had me giggling all day.

In other news "Wank Man" has still not given up. He returned to his mission today of begging me to watch him wank for 5 minutes. Again, I said I'll think about it.

Going into university now to try and get some other work done then meeting C later to watch "The Princess and the Frog" and giggle about boys. Might log in in the evening to try and make some holiday money.

:) xxx

Well fuck my ass and call me Betty!

Today was my first day! I left school early and went a bit retail therapy crazy to calm myself. Met F in the street and told her about my interview asking if I liked being entered through the back door. The surrounding public were not amused.

I got my first call about 40 minutes after I signed in, accidentally rejected 3 before that because I couldnt work out how to work the system (I still can't find my scripts; improv all the way). Poor, sexually unsatisfied man.

Anyway M, the first guy, was nice. I told him he was breaking my phone cherry and he said he'd be nice. M was a 50 something English man. He "Likes a girl who does what they're told" and it seemed imperative that I be polite. Polite as in "PLEASE would you kindly fuck me in the ass now?" I was at a loss for words so M did most of the talking while i mumbled "urmm" and he took it as moans and groans. He asked me what I was wearing and I told him, but left out the uggs, big dressing gown, leggings and towel on my head. Then he asked me where i was and what I was doing, then dirty talked to me for twenty minutes. The sound of fapping was for the most part inaudible, but I could tell when he was done. He seemed happy & left me good feedback. He said he'd talk to me again.

The next guy (S? I can't remember :/) was someone who had been emailing me. He wants me to meet him to watch him have a wank. Just 5 minutes and I could bring a friend. I didnt have to do anything. He sounds like he's from round here. I said no. Then I told him I'd think about just to get him off the phone. I told him I'd think about it five times.

My first shift is over, now I can get back to hot chocolate and hollyoaks :)

Thursday, February 4th

Today I was offered a job as an Adult Chat Provider. I need to print and sign my contract, put down a deposit and start brushing up on my dirty talk.