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.