In honor of my 21st birthday, I present you with the 21 things I’ve learned through working in phone sex:
It’s not ALL about sex.
Contrary to what most might assume, men who call phone sex lines call for much more than just sexy-time talk. Sure, things very often get steamy, but at other times it’s entirely normal to just enjoy one another’s company as one would on a traditional date. At times there’s “getting to know you” date type talk. Other times, hours of discussion might be dedicated to television shows and movies, politics and current events, and just general musings about our lives and the world. In my experience, sex ends up being the benefit of my interactions with clients. It’s the intimacy that develops after sharing deep insights and personal experiences that leads toward more than a client and provider relationship. The most enjoyable surprise of working in a phone sex is that it’s not dirty talk all the time.
There are so many different forms of domination.
I used to naively think that you were either dominant or submissive and that was that. My image of a “dominatrix” was one you might see in a silly comedy movie where the super-hottie is in a full latex body suit, whip, and disciplining a weak man through physical pain. Beyond that, I was not educated whatsoever in the world of BDSM prior to finding myself working in the adult industry. When I first joined NiteFlirt and considered what I excel at in fetish and fantasy, I immediately knew that role-playing was my niche. I stepped into the role of the submissive fuck toy or the perfect girlfriend who, in the bedroom, defers to the man to take physical control. This is my preference in my personal life; therefore, it’s what came and comes most easily to me. However, the more I researched the world of BDSM (an acronym for Bondage/Discipline, Dominance/Submission, and Sadism and Masochism), the more I learned that where I’d labeled myself the definition of “submissive” sexually, I’m in fact what is called a “switch.” A switch is an individual who loves to play to the versatility of having both roles as an option. Therefore, sometimes I still defer to my familiar tendencies as a sub, while allowing myself at other times to switch things up by asserting my own domination over a man. Doms and subs use various fetishes to explore the exchange of power in the relationship. Some fetishes I’ve learned much about over the last few years would be financial domination (findom), psychological humiliation, erotic hypnosis, cuckolding, cock and orgasm control, mistress or goddess worship, chastity/sexual denial, feminization, along with physical discipline (spanking, slapping, restraining, CBT/”cock-ball-torture”) and more. I in no way can claim to be an expert or even close to one in many of these areas of domination; yet, I’m constantly learning and developing a stronger interest that has, lately, allowed me to truly enjoy these particular clients in ways I never anticipated I would!
Yoga pants are just as sexy (if not more so) than lingerie.
Maybe I’ll be blasted with emails from guys telling me I’m wrong. However, from my sample of clients who have asked, men always seem far more interested in knowing what you’re REALLY wearing rather than some off-the-top-of-your-head fantasy lingerie ensemble. I can guarantee that 90% of the time I take calls I’m either wearing yoga pants or some kind of cute gym shorts with a tank top. If you really think I’m in my dorm room rocking 6-inch stilettos and a lace teddy, you’re more than likely disillusioned (I say “more than likely,” because… well… I have to account for that other 10% of the time SOMEWHERE…). Usually, a man’s reaction is to be turned on and to share that it’s one of their favorite pieces of clothing on a woman’s body. I believe this is due to the fact that fantasizing about us in yoga pants rather than something more traditionally “sexy,” makes us, as the girl on the other end of the line, more approachable. We are the everyday girls they check out and have day-dreams about as they stand in line for coffee. I love this because it allows a man to see me as I actually am rather than some hyped up version of sexiness that is unrealistic most of the time. This is all good news for us girls because we love to wear yoga pants whether working out or hanging out! It’s also great for men because they adore how our hot little asses look in those form-fitting pants that leaves little to the imagination. Win-win.
When it comes to a guy’s favorite phone sex girl, the jealousy is REAL.
Working primarily through NiteFlirt, us “flirts” rank up listing points as a result of positive feedback. Along with a five-star rating scale, clients can leave comments about their phone experience. As a girl who offers a whole lot of girlfriend experience, it’s easy for a man who has a connection with me to want to keep me all to himself. It’s also common for that man to open up my recent “feedback” to keep track of how his #1 girl is doing on the site. Enter the green-eyed monster! Any indication there is intimacy, a connection, or sexual chemistry of any kind with another client who leaves feedback has often sent men acting like irrational little bitches. I’ve gotten calls from my loyals that cover everything from the, “tell me about >insert other client’s name here<” inquiries (nope, sorry, that’s confidential) to “I know with me it’s real and with that other guy you’re just faking” self-assurance (maybe yes, maybe no), as well as the overly dramatic, “I’m not cut out for this and can’t handle sharing you with someone else; therefore, I will no longer be calling you” (which has yet to stick). While women are often characterized as being the more dramatic or jealous of the sexes, I have experienced first-hand how jealousy can eat away at a man who has a favorite sex worker. The truth is, I understand that a lot of guys don’t want to share me with anyone else. Another example of this is when I’ve publicly shared screenshots of tributes and pictures or posts of gifts I’ve received; jealous men tell me, “it hurt my feelings that you accepted that gift.” I am endlessly surprised that so many men spend their “fantasy” time working themselves up about not being a phone sex provider’s only client.
There are a lot of men in this world who want to down-low suck a dick.
I never realized how common it is for men who live their lives straight, with wives or girlfriends, to have fantasies about being forced to suck a dick. Many might begin with dildo play and profess how “not gay” they are, but I try to let my callers know that, with me, they can relax and just explore. We can dial things back or we can explore this curiosity further by role-playing about being forced to take a real cock into his mouth. Sexual exploration with an individual who delivers pleasure as a profession should never come with shame. Whether these are simply curiosities or fantasies that a man has buried as a deep secret for years, contacting a sex worker to explore the interest in dick sucking is a great outlet. As for me, this observation has left me looking at the people around me in a whole new light. Be it at the gym, a coffee shop, the grocery store, a sporting event or just about anywhere, I have more than once found myself scoping out the crowd and wondering, “hmmm, which of these guys jacked their dicks off recently to the thought of a big black cock buried down his throat?” Trust me, this little hidden mental activity of mine has made for some very hot content ideas for future stories and calls.
Half the battle of providing good phone sex is simply paying attention.
I run a successful business through NiteFlirt, and I could say that I’m one of the “lucky” ones. However, appearing humble by labeling myself “lucky” would be somewhat misleading. The reality is, it DOES take talent to deliver quality phone sex. If someone steps into this job thinking it’s filled with “oooohs” and “ahhhhhs” and they will build a good clientele, they’ll soon enough realize it takes far more creativity and attention. If I had to list some of the qualities that set me apart from other girls, one of them would be that I give my 100% attention to every caller every single time. I will not become available for calls until I am in my bed and in the proper mindset to give a man the time, dedication, and attention he is paying for. With the exception of fetishes that get off on the idea of being “ignored,” I’ll never be caught doing the dishes, watching television, or checking my email. Instead, I will often be laying in my bed, with my eyes closed and picturing the details of a scene we are role-playing. Otherwise, I might be sitting up and intently listening to your stories as I genuinely get to know what makes you tick. It’s a huge compliment to me when a man recognizes that I have a great memory because I’ve remembered some innocuous detail he told me months ago in a random phone call. This isn’t because I am taking notes or got lucky; this is because I value my callers’ time and money they choose to spend on me. Therefore, I believe the least I can do is give them my undivided attention. The result is men vying for my time, always having the phone ring, and building connections that can last for years.
People are jerking off everywhere, all day, all around us.
By “people” I mean “men.” I’ve received phone calls from various rooms of the house, places of work, public bathrooms, cars, the gym, and just about anywhere you can think someone might be on any given day or night. While I understand that the men I speak to on the phone each day or night might not be representative of the entire human population, I also understand that when someone cums it relieves stress, regardless of where or when you do it. There’s a reason your boss might retreat to his office and close the blinds for a little while each day or that there’s a random car pulled to the side of the road for no apparent reason. There’s a reason I get whispered phone calls from the bathroom or late-night calls from any room out of a wife’s earshot. Men need to get off each and every day and what better way to rub one out quickly when you’ve got a few minutes to spare than dialing your favorite dirty talker and letting her add to your mid-morning or random afternoon excitements.
Contrary to the belief of some clients, this IS a “real” job.
I know in comparison to many of my clients I am young and less experienced in life. Many of them hold higher education degrees, have retirement funds, and understand how the stock market works (and I mean, REALLY understand…. like, it’s been explained to me in detail now about a hundred times)! I know that men who have money to spend on their adult entertainment needs and fetish play are usually financially comfortable (not always) and have traditional career paths. Whether it’s working as a doctor, lawyer, or politician or in the field of finance, education, or technology, many men who call me regularly have financially secure careers that they spent years building their own success in. Along with this, however, can often come an air of condescension that the way I and other sex workers make our money is through being “spoiled” and adorned with gifts as though we’ve made a lifestyle out of charitable donations. While it’s true that my job might be more pleasurable, flexible, and unconventional than that of my friends who work in retail or as waitresses and baristas, it doesn’t make what I do any less “work.” In fact, it’s hard fucking work building a business, growing a clientele, and maintaining a good retention rate. Sex work, and in my case that of phone sex, is not limited to merely looking pretty and talking dirty. It takes an active and creative imagination, it sometimes takes playing and maintaining a role, it takes the ability to read a person even when they give you absolutely nothing of their personality or background to go off of. At any given time, a phone sex worker can adapt to stepping into the role of your best friend, your therapist, your lover, your caretaker, your biggest cheerleader, your fantasy come true, your 
teacher, or your student. We know what you need psychologically, physically, and emotionally often before you know yourself. More than that, we spend hours devoted to you, listening to you complain about work or be excited about some hobby of yours for hours on end. In no way am I laying all of this out to make it seem like, “oh, poor us! We have to talk to you!” Fuck no! I love my job! What I do NOT love is when I’m asked, “why don’t you have a REAL job?” or when it’s implied I don’t have a job at all when someone says, “some of us have to WORK for a living.” Better yet, as a young woman, I often hear, “it must be nice to be so spoiled and have all of us men take care of you so you don’t have to work.” Look, us sex workers pay taxes. We work many, many hours designing entertainment and fantasies for you to escape in your spare “play” time. We also are on the clock while we are on the phone with you, so whether you like it or not claiming “some of us have to work for a living,” simply makes us sex workers laugh, because as you say those words we are, in fact, working. Sure, I might have just rubbed my sweet little pussy while talking to you, but …. we all get perks unique to our place of work, right?!
Just like clients have favorite girls, us girls have favorite callers.
Like being the “teacher’s pet” or awarded the superlative for “most popular,” there are particular men who call often enough for phone sex from the same girl that a connection is established or our sexual chemistry is through the roof. Think about the excitement you feel when your favorite girl suddenly becomes available for a call, and you manage to hit the call button faster than anyone else. That excitement is similar to when our call window lights up on the computer and displays your username; it’s a feeling of excitement for one reason or another! Maybe it’s because we know how much naughty fun you are, how generous you are, how interesting you are, or how our hearts beat a little bit faster when you’re around.
Right when you think you’ve heard it all, someone calls who manages to surprise the fuck out of you.
This is certainly not a new concept, but since working in the sex industry I understand this long-standing “rule of the internet” more than ever! Coming fresh into phone sex as a high-schooler who dated the same boy much of my adolescence and had a couple other short-lived, albeit wild, escapades, what I considered “taboo” turns out to be fairly “vanilla” in the grand scheme of the fetish landscape. I had unexplored territories to do some research on; fetish areas such as cuckolding, cross-dressing, small penis humiliation, exhibitionism, voyeurism, and so many more are what came to my little innocent and naive mind. However, what was once perhaps “taboo” to me has now become run-of-the-mill. Since accepting calls in various fetish areas I’ve spoken to men with amputee fetishes, sneezing fetishes, as well as ghost haunting and alien abduction fetishes. People want to be shrunk so they can fit into the palm of my hand or inflated to the size of a Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade balloon; some of these individuals also want to be popped, stomped on, trampled, ball-busted, or even absorbed into another person’s body (see: Vore). There are breeding fetishes where the man wants to use the woman solely for the purpose of making babies and continuing his bloodline. There are fetishes of urethra play where men enjoy being told what objects to stick into their pee holes that will cause them pain and pleasure. Out there in the world, there’s a man to whom I’ve instructed how to tie his penis in a knot and there’s a man to whom I spent nearly an hour and a half describing in excruciating detail each and every single one of the teeth in my mouth. So, yes, Internet! You had it correct when you let the world know, “if someone’s thought it, there’s a fetish for it.” Us sex workers are witness to a whole entire world of extremes from sexy, gross, hilarious, and downright perplexing. We even discover new fetishes of our own… I mean, I knew I liked older men, but I had no idea the extent to which there was a deviant little home wrecker buried deep inside me just begging to come out and play!
For many men, the best part of their day/night is when the boring wife goes to sleep.
I can’t speak for all girls in my business, but for me personally, I’m busiest with calls on Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday nights beginning around 10pm. After giving some thought to the “why” of that, I’ve concluded that men call me once their wives go to bed at the end of a weekend spent with their families. It makes perfect sense, particularly since I cater to and love married men and am the perfect little home wrecker. I’ve even heard guys briefly put their phone down or in their pocket and say goodnight to the wife before playing with me. Nothing turns me on more than when a man calls me saying his wife is in the other room or next to him in bed and he wants to stroke his cock as I talk dirty to him. I love to imagine the anticipation a man feels as the day and night passes; as wifey’s bedtime approaches, the excitement building up because he knows he’ll get to call me soon. Since I do know that I’m hotter, dirtier, and more fun than any guys’ wife, I love putting a man to bed after he shoots a big load for me!
A smart woman is worth paying extra for.
The dynamic between two people trying to get to know one another changes so significantly when you’re doing it over the phone as opposed to in-person. Whenever I meet men in “real-life,” I initially get compliments on physical attributes such as my eyes, lips, and smile, or ass. If conversation progresses and a guy gets to know me, he will (if he’s paying attention) soon learn there’s far more that I have to offer than just a pretty face and tight little body. However, over the phone, aside from the initial pictures a guy sees which might be the motivator of him connecting to me, what we each have to go on to determine interest in each other are non-physical attributes. Being smart, funny, and charismatic are wonderful qualities for anyone to have; it’s just much easier to feel appreciated for these qualities when it takes precedence over beauty. I am a confident girl who knows I have a lot to offer. When I first began phone sex, I listed at $.99 a minute, and now I am at a healthy rate of $3.99 a minute, increasing and decreasing here and there throughout the last few years of business. At my lowest rate, I usually had disrespectful, rude, and rushed callers who only had a limited amount of money to spend and cared about little more than a quick jerk off and cum session. However, the more I increased my rate, the more I’ve found higher quality men who are willing to pay a woman for her time. Men who have more money to contribute toward hobbies or activities like phone sex will, ironically, care more about their choice in a girl. Sure, they have more to spend, but they also tend to be the type of guys who are looking for someone of a high-caliber who can hold a conversation and be very engaging. Arm candy might be nice for a one-night social event and a fuck; however, when spending money to engage over the phone, I’ve found that men are willing to pull out the big dollars for a high-quality woman. I’m not coming down at all on girls who choose NOT to offer anything more than traditional dirty talk, however, when you’re listed at $.69 a minute and marketing yourself as a trailer park whore, men will often look elsewhere for deeper connections and insightful conversations. If a girl is worth it, men will pay a little more to get what he pays for.
Men will put their penis in just about anything.
Oh, you precious guys! Whether it’s a pocket pussy sleeve or a piece of fruit, men seem to get curious and adventurous about what it would feel like to stick their dick into something new. I hold no judgment toward this at all; as a woman, we have plenty of toys available to us for play. Plus, you gentleman have us crazy flirts urging you to go ahead…. YES, fuck that grapefruit, casserole, or pizza dough. Use the fuck out of that Fleshlight or Real Doll, and if you’re feeling incredibly adventurous, take your chance with the new sensation that hot sauce or toothpaste will offer to your genitals. From a woman’s shoe to a bag of flour to sandwich meat, there are some of you guys who, so long as it’s in your reach, are more than willing to stick your dick in it.
Working in phone sex is less degrading than a lot of “vanilla” jobs out there.
I can’t speak for other sex workers, but for me personally, being a phone sex provider is the least degrading job I’ve worked in. Yes, I’m young and have not experienced many working environments, certainly not as an adult; however, having worked in retail and as a babysitter prior to phone sex, I’ll take being a PSO any fucking day! I remember when I was 15 years old, a dad that I babysat for used to ask me to do some of the laundry when the kid I watched was taking a nap; this didn’t bother me since I was in the house anyway and it was just stuff for the child and not the parents. However, one random day after purchasing a new washing machine, he jokingly said to me, “play your cards right and maybe I’ll get a new dryer to go with it.” My stomach dropped and I felt shame and, as confusing as it was, felt like crying. I didn’t know why, but that simple statement made me feel dirty and degraded. On his end, it probably was meant as a harmless joke or tease, but to me, it still resonates with me as something that makes me cringe. As though I, this high school student with my whole future ahead of her and tons of stuff going on in her life, would simply be made to feel special because of some guy, whose house I didn’t live in, bought an appliance I might use a couple of times a month. It truly felt like he was diminishing my existence to the couple of hours each month I’d be at his house to do some stupid fucking laundry for his toddler. To me, that was more insulting than anything a man has ever said to me in “fantasy play” over the phone. In retail, as a teenager, I’ve had male managers and co-workers put their hands on me just to walk by me while in confined spaces; those univited touches from men who were “in-charge” were sometimes debilitating and felt wrong. While I don’t necessarily plan on working in phone sex forever, being my own boss and making my own rules has been empowering.
I know that in my business I can take the clients and calls that I choose and say “no” if ANYTHING makes me feel uncomfortable in any way. I love the freedom that comes from this business, and even though I’m making guys cum and saying things that many women might find degrading, to ME, it’s far more degrading to be at the whim of another person being the “boss” and treating me, in a non-sexual way, as less than they are. I’ll take adult work where I’m in control of the money I make and the things I do and say over a majority of “vanilla” jobs where someone else can boss me around and make me feel like shit just for doing what I’m supposed to.
If you advertise yourself as “anything goes” or “no limits,” you will VERY quickly learn that you do, in fact, have limits.
When I first joined NiteFlirt, the category that is currently listed as “Extra Kinky” was called “Anything Goes.” It’s the sub-category where my primary listing was located. This was of my own choosing because I knew it opened me up to a variety of callers at a time when I wasn’t entirely sure what my niche area would be. It’s easy to say you have “no limits” when it comes to phone play since it’s all fantasy based and just based on words rather than real life actions. However, it wasn’t long before I realized I DID have limits. Obviously, NiteFlirt has their own Terms of Service that callers and providers are expected to comply with. In addition, every now and then us flirts will get a caller who pushes the boundaries to see what he can get away with saying, getting off on the “shock value” of what us girls are willing to say, do, or put up with. Most things do not offend me to a great degree, being that I understand a few things: for one, talking about something is not the same as doing something and secondly, if someone is choosing to pick up the phone and have a consensual conversation with a woman he knows is 18+ years old, it’s a better way to play out some taboo fantasies than illegal or questionable options in real life. Having said that, us girls DO have limits. For me, anything involving animals will immediately get you blocked. It’s sick and has made me need to log off for hours or days depending on what was suggested. While that’s an obvious one, some popular fetishes are a huge turn off for me, depending on the client and their needs and extent to which they want to play. For instance, I will offer some feminization services, but I cringe whenever I hear the fake “sissy” voice or the high-pitched screams of someone (pretending to or not) sticking things inside their pee hole. Some girls cater to that and love that client base, but it’s just not my thing. I think it’s important for men to pay attention to what a woman says she offers in her profile and to comply with those guidelines when looking for a girl to contact. On top of understanding the sites TOS, what is considered legal versus illegal activities, and also what that particular girl is comfortable with providing you, clients should absolutely respect the limits and terms of the sites they choose for adult services. Furthermore, clients should respect the women they choose to get them off, or risk being blocked or banned from the site altogether.
Guys like butt stuff too.
Maybe most of you already knew this, but for me, it was a first to hear how many men love to have a finger, toy, or tongue up their butt! I think a lot of men are embarrassed, ashamed, or think it makes them gay to like it. However, I am a champion of doing whatever makes you feel good, and if my man wants some butt action, I can’t blame him! I fucking love anal, so I’m all for men liking ass play too!
Too many women are giving the sexy away for free.
All I’m going to say is that I’m shocked on a regular basis as to how many girls are willing to put out naked pictures for no compensation and engage with men for free. On NiteFlirt, my clients are always respectful and never demand freebies, but there are a ton of men who will try (and immediately get blocked as a result). If you are looking for a quick hook up or something for nothing, then turn to a real dating site where you have to lay the groundwork for a girl to be interested or turn to a place where dumb girls will give you free things (nope, you’re not getting suggestions here). For quality conversation and entertainment and sexiness, come to a sex worker. However, understand that you WILL pay for our time. Want to chat? Great, it costs money though. Want me to look at a picture of your dick and tell you how great it is? OK, but you’ve got to pay me to do that. Want to talk for hours at a time, therefore think my rate should be lower since you can promise me a long call? Guess what… I have men who call for hours at my current rate, so I don’t need to change what I offer to suit you. Find a girl who offers what you can afford. I’ve come to learn that some men think that phone sex and dirty talk is a “right;” in fact, it is not a right, it is a luxury for men who can afford it. Can’t afford phone sex or the attention of sex workers? That’s ok, but you’ve then got to do the work to try to get non-professional girls’ attention. Want my attention? I’m a professional, so you’ve got to pay for it, plain and simple. Anyone who has spent any time with me will tell you I’m worth paying top dollar for.
Fetishes and preferences can grow, adapt, change, and evolve.
I’ve always had an open mind when it comes to sex. Yet, I’ve also, up to recently, thought of myself as a “type” of girl in bed. I’ve always loved dirty talk and to be more on the submissive side of things, but nothing to such an extreme that I’d label it a “fetish.” Working in phone sex has changed my mind in that, and I’ve realized that there are many fetishes that I fucking love. I still love being submissive, but just dirty talk isn’t necessarily enough. Now, I realize how much I love to be choked and roughed up. I’ve discovered I have a married man and home wrecking fetish. I’ve even learned that there’s a special place in my heart for humiliation and financially taking advantage of men. Never would I have predicted that I’d go from being a more vanilla girl-next-door type to a manipulative vixen, but the journey has been exciting! I think it’s important for people to know that they can explore their sexual interests without cornering themselves into being one thing forever.
Phone sex can be just as good, if not better, than real sex.
Does this sound crazy to you? I KNOW! It would have sounded fucking insane to me prior to experiencing it! If someone told me a few years ago that some of the best sex of my life thus far would take place over the phone, I’d have had that person committed. However, I swear to fucking God it’s true, and I’m not just saying it because it’s what I do for work. I also don’t mean to diminish some of the incredible sex I’ve had in my real, personal life. Yet, some of my phone sex experiences have surpassed real-life experiences in levels of intimacy and intensity. It’s amazing to lose yourself and let your hands explore your body, yet feel like every ounce of pleasure is due to your partner on the other end of a call. Wanna call my bluff? Ok, I dare you to try phone sex with someone you have a physical and mental connection with, and tell me you’re not shaking uncontrollably by the end of your call!
Getting your heart broken is a real possibility.
Not only have I had quite a few clients tell me they’ve fallen in love with me, I’ve absolutely developed my own feelings toward callers in the past. It’s especially difficult when you’ve allowed yourself to get swept away in a fantasy of what might be, only to come to the realization that it’s never actually going to happen. Real life can shift at any time in a way that, from one phone call with a client to the next, things drastically change. People who’ve been best friends to me have become near strangers due to changes in personal lives and sexual interests. Callers sometimes get distracted, move on, or change. When feelings develop and connections deepen, it’s easy to overlook the nature of this relationship is that of a client and provider of a service; it’s easy to forget you live on different sides of the country or world. It’s also easy to overlook how our ages, lives, and current relationships affect taking anything to another level. For sex workers, the concept of developing feelings for our clients is not a new one. It can feel very lonely as we wait to hear from someone we care about, only to realize that days, weeks, or months have escaped us and this person may not ever return, with no control in our own hands to initiate communication. It’s difficult to say the least. I’d assume it’s also difficult when feelings develop for the client; it must be a mindfuck to think about whether this person says she has feelings for you because you’re paying her to do so. However, I am here to promise that feelings can and do develop on our end as well. If this happens and you need, for whatever reason, to pull away or change any aspect of your availability to us, it’s best to just be honest. Promising you won’t disappear, only to never show up again is truly hurtful to a person who was at one time a confidant, friend, and lover. It’s best to be aware of each person’s perspective, role, and inability to transition the relationship to a different status. If you find yourself in a similar situation with your favorite sex worker or client, be honest and don’t disappear without warning. This is another human being you’re dealing with on the other end of the line, not just some vacant voice that doesn’t have a heart attached. Just as with anyone, a sex worker’s heart can get broken too.
We all have secrets.
If you’ve made it through this list, you know this by now. I’m not sure if any person walking this Earth can ever fully know another human being. I believe that we walk alongside people in life, and may never know their secrets, and that is okay. We ALL have secrets for one reason or another. That can be important to who we are as people and how we make it through each day. Secrets can be sexy and scandalous; they can be the excitement that so many of us might need in our otherwise mundane lives. Whether to avoid judgment, avoid changing the comfort of your life, or downright fear, having secrets is perfectly normal. Hopefully, I’m the dirty little secret that so many of you have, because trust me… having my callers and phone sex business is one of the biggest excitements and secrets that I walk around with each and every day.
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