It has been awhile since I last posted!! My goal was to post pretty regularly but I just didn’t have the spark of inspiration that would make it worth either of our time. Clearly, I may have found that spark again.
Phone Sex can be incredibly fun or so mind numbingly boring I want to gouge my eyes out with a rusty spoon. And powering through the unpleasant calls is not as easy as I anticipated.
Some callers I absolutely adore, and when their calling card pops up I can’t help the giant grin spreading across my face. Others I see and my stomach drops, filling my gut with dread.
I have been feverishly trying to determine why I adore some callers and hate others. It’s been difficult to pinpoint exactly what it is that turns me off to certain individuals.
I know it has nothing to do with their kinks or fetishes.
It has nothing to do with how much time they spend on the phone, one of my favorite guys only spends two minutes with me at a time, and one of my least favorites would spend HOURS.
It has something to do with the individual himself, the trouble is I can’t seem to find a common thread in either camp.
This means I can’t market directly to the guys I want, and I am still new enough that I can’t afford to weed out and refuse the ones I don’t.
I suppose the moral here is that no matter how much you love what you do for a living, there will still be moments where it feels like any old job.
I will say that I am so grateful that I found Phone Sex and it has spoiled me to the point all I can really complain about is getting bum callers now and then.
Until next time.