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<title>Telephone Fantasy</title>
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<description>A day in the life of a Phone Sex Operator. I&#039;m giving you an insight into the business, what sort of things to expect, and for anyone considering getting into this line of work, some does and don&#039;ts! If you are interested in doing what I do, either leave me a message on one of the entries and visit my guestbook. 

For those of you who just want to be nosey, I hope this will provide you with a good giggle as you look at the world of Phone Sex from the perspective of the operator!

If you like what you see, then leave me a message. I like to receive feedback, good or back, so feel free!
I will do my best to answer every single message I receive, but because of the hours I work, it may not be instant!

Enjoy!

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<pubDate>Fri, 01 Apr 2005 00:28:31 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>Oh the pain!!</title>
<description> Well, I&#039;m just so pleased with myself! I had my call statement through yesterday and my hold time, I quote; &quot;is superb!&quot; If I keep this up, I will be well on my way to being &quot;Trainee of the Month&quot; That would be amazing! 
 &amp;nbsp; 
 This week, so far, has been a week of spanking. Almost every submissive I&#039;ve spoken to, has started with the words; &quot;I&#039;ve been a naughty boy Mistress.&quot; As much as I enjoy these calls, my poor thigh doesn&#039;t. I&#039;ve got to find some good spanking sound effects, without the pain. So, if any of my blog fans can think of anything, all suggestions gratefully received! 
 I&#039;ve also discovered a new fetish - wait for it....white socks and white plimsoles - the kind I used to wear in junior school. My caller wanted to be spanked with a plimsole while being gagged with one of my socks. The more he enjoyed it, the kinkier he wanted to get, so in the end, I told him to pee all over my plimsoles then lick it off. This had the desired effect as he came in a very high-pitched fashion. ...</description>
<pubDate>Fri, 01 Apr 2005 00:28:31 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>Ah... that&#039;s better!</title>
<description> Well, things with the new co are going great! Calls are much more varied and it&#039;s certainly busier! I&#039;m on target to make well over what I usually make! 
 I&#039;ve even managed to bag myself a Master. He loves anal, and asked me to be his very own arse slut! &quot;I&#039;m going stretch that arse open wide,&quot; he whispered, &quot;and then let everyone see inside.&quot; He carried on like this for nearly 30 mins, telling me how he&#039;d put me into competitions for the biggest object being put up my arse, and how wide my arse would get! Made my eyes water, but still a very good call! 
 Next up, was a guy who loved stockings and was heavily into foot worship. We talked about my stockings, how they have a lovely black seam up the back and reinforced toes. This, he enjoyed, and went on to talk about cumming on them, sucking the toes, licking all the way up my leg. I enjoyed this immensely, because there was also a bit of domination involved too. 
 I received a call from a guy who said straight out; &quot;I&#039;m horny and I&#039;ve been a very...</description>
<pubDate>Thu, 17 Mar 2005 15:44:21 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>Interruptions....</title>
<description> Well, I started with the new company today, and I&#039;m soooooo happy! My supervisor called me this afternoon for my training and about an hour later I was working! 
 What was really funny is that she asked me to log into the system, to do a test call, but before she had chance to ring through, a client called me! lol Didn&#039;t do too badly either - 8 mins! My supervisor was impressed with that one! 
 One caller who made me laugh this afternoon was an elderly guy who said &quot;I&#039;ve got a 9 inch throbbing penis&quot;.  
 &quot;Oooh, you&#039;ve got it ready for me have you?&quot; I purred, &quot;I bet you&#039;ve got your hand around it right now, haven&#039;t you?&quot; 
 We were going along great, building to an earth-shattering climax when he suddenly said &quot;oh bloody hell, that&#039;s all I need!&quot; 
 &quot;What&#039;s up?&quot; I panted, mid-orgasm. &quot;Bloody sister-in-law has turned up,&quot; he grunted, &quot;I wish she&#039;d piss off the irritating old cow!&quot; 
 I couldn&#039;t help&amp;nbsp;but giggle at that, and offered my extension number so that he could call back. He took it,...</description>
<pubDate>Tue, 15 Mar 2005 19:57:26 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>The last shift.......YIPPEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!</title>
<description> Well, tonight was a pretty good shift. A lot better and the hold time is still a good average. (Low hold time indeed!) 
 I had a call from a guy who admitted to having a boot fetish. &quot;I split up with my ex-girlfriend, who looked just like you, &quot;he explained. &quot;I really wanted to get back with her, so she made me lick her boots.&quot; He went on to explain how he used to hate it and he&#039;d beg her not to make him do it. &quot;Over time,&quot; he gasped. &quot; I started to enjoy it.&quot; 
 He told me how she used to step in some awful stuff (use your imagination!) and make him lick it off.  
 &quot;Well, you&#039;re in luck baby&quot;, I purred. &quot;I&#039;m wearing my thigh length leather boots and they&#039;re sooooo dirty. Get licking!&quot; He enjoyed it, talking about what his girlfriend used to do, so we could engage in a little role-play. A good long call - he promised to call me back. He&#039;ll have to call me at the new company though! 
 Another guy called, telling me he wanted to &quot;f*ck my ass until it bleeds.&quot; I had to hint to him to tone it down a bit....</description>
<pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2005 06:22:46 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>Oh for goodness sake!</title>
<description> Well, I logged on last night and waited for the phone to ring - for 3 hours. NO calls! Friday night, and no calls for 3 hours! 
 In the end, I called the boss to be told &quot;well, your hold time is low, so we&#039;ve put you in a lower priority group.&quot; But 3 hours and no calls???? Come on!  
 &quot;I don&#039;t think so, &quot; I replied. &quot;I&#039;m averaging out at 8 mins. I know this because I&#039;ve worked it out.&quot; A stuttered reply followed with a sheepish, &quot;Give me 10 mins and I&#039;ll sort it out.&quot; About 15 mins later, the calls came through - not a single short call! So, my hold times are low are they???? 
 I tell you, my last shift is saturday and I cannot wait! I will not be upset to kiss it goodbye! </description>
<pubDate>Fri, 11 Mar 2005 06:03:37 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>At last!</title>
<description> Well, boss lady from the new company phoned me today. I started next monday! So excited. I have sent in written notice to current company. Next monday cannot come too soon, because things are getting pretty desperate! 
 Lady sounds very nice and approachable. Lets hope that are much busier! </description>
<pubDate>Mon, 07 Mar 2005 06:02:31 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>Aaaah!</title>
<description>  Another quiet week. I don&#039;t know what is happening, but it seems to be getting quieter week by week! I don&#039;t know if it&#039;s the time of year or what, but things are getting serious.  
 I&#039;ve been chasing up my application to the company I&#039;ve applied for. They haven&#039;t received it yet (please don&#039;t tell me Royal Mail have done their usual - I posted it on Saturday!) I&#039;m so eager to get up and running, so that I can get some calls instead of sitting there waiting for the phone not to ring! 
 Not even had any calls that were &quot;out of the ordinary&quot;. A couple of kids yesterday afternoon though - they seem to be out in force! 
 One kid told me he was 20 - more like months! He was blatently underage. &quot;Well I tell you what I&#039;ll do,&quot; I said. &quot;I&#039;ll give your parents a call, tell them that you are calling Adult chatlines and that you should be 18 or over&amp;nbsp;and see if they can tell me if you are really 20!&quot; The answer? &amp;lt;click - burrrrrr&amp;gt; 
 I think that will be my new strategy with kids calling, especially...</description>
<pubDate>Fri, 04 Mar 2005 18:02:27 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>In loving memory of Moggie.</title>
<description> Well, I&#039;ve decided to apply to a new company. The details came through the post yesterday, and after flicking through the operator handbook, I have to say, I am very very impressed. This company seem to be much bigger than my present one, so that means more calls! (and more money!) All I have to do now is get a few references about the company from other ops (it pays to do your research first) and then I&#039;m going for it!  
 The time has definitely come to move on. It&#039;s my opinion that if you stay with a company for too long, you can start to get a bit stagnant. There&#039;s nothing wrong in branching out a bit. 
 Wednesday&#039;s shift was dire! A series of very short calls. What didn&#039;t help matters if that the system kept logging me off. How on earth am I supposed to maintain a good hold time when the quality of calls is poor? Guys who don&#039;t want to talk, kids etc. 
 But last night was much better. Another slave gained. A guy who wanted to be treated like a naughty schoolgirl. He also had his Master with him and...</description>
<pubDate>Fri, 25 Feb 2005 18:06:35 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>What on earth....</title>
<description> Well, it&#039;s been a funny old weekend. I did a marathon shift last night - 12pm and as I write this weblog, I&#039;m still logged on! I&#039;m just running on adrenaline at the moment, so not tired at all. I will be by about 3pm this afternoon though. 
 Had a nice few callers. I spoke to guy in his sixties, who confessed to sleeping with his sister in law. &quot;We have dinner together every Saturday,&quot; he explained, &quot;then we wash up and go to the bedroom.&quot; He told me all about her, that she was in her sixties two, with a nice figure and a lovely &quot;bosom&quot; as he put it. &quot;And she loves it when I stroke her nipples,&quot; he went on &quot;in fact, she actually has an orgasm.&quot; 
 Then there was a cabbie who had just finished his night-shift. &quot;So, what are you wearing?&quot; I asked. He was a bit hesitant at first. &quot;Erm, I&#039;m a bit embarrassed about this actually,&quot; he replied, rather sheepishly, &quot;I&#039;m wearing some nice clothes.&quot; 
 &quot;What sort of nice clothes?&quot; I purred, although I generally knew the answer. &quot;A red thong, and black bustier, as...</description>
<pubDate>Sun, 20 Feb 2005 13:20:09 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>*sigh*</title>
<description> Well, I&#039;ve had a funny old few days. Wednesday&#039;s shift was interesting. 
 I got talking to a guy from Scotland, who was a big rocker (like me!). We were talking about all the bands we were into, and sharing the gigs we had been to. Massive Whitesnake fan, as well as other bands of that era. Was a great call! Got on with him really well. He told me about how he went to see Whitesnake but because he had travelled down from Scotland and was tired, he fell asleep and missed the whole set! I&#039;d have been gutted it that happened to me!  
 Another interesting call was a guy who was a Manic Depressive. He&#039;d spent time in a mental hospital, before moving on to a respite home. He told me that he&#039;d used his recovery time to write poetry and read me a couple. I&#039;d never heard anything so beautiful in my life. He really is talented.  
 He also read me one he&#039;d written about his dad. &quot;I never knew my dad,&quot; he told me. &quot;So I decided to write this.&quot; 
 It nearly had me in tears, it was so moving. I definitely enjoyed...</description>
<pubDate>Fri, 18 Feb 2005 17:20:59 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>Grrr Tuesday....</title>
<description> Firstly, Happy Valentines Day All! 
 I would have said this on the day, but was kind of &quot;busy&quot; with blokey! 
 Bless him, he bought me some chocs - didn&#039;t last long though. Mmmmmm, chocolate. 
 Anyway, my shift yesterday left a lot to be desired. I don&#039;t know why but Tuesdays are always quiet, even at night. 
 I spoke to a guy who sounded more like a radio DJ than anything else. He wanted me to describe myself in great detail, before asking what I&#039;m into. 
 &quot;Tell me,&quot; he asked. &quot;Have you ever slept with&amp;nbsp;a woman?&quot; 
 &quot;Sure hun,&quot; I replied, &quot;I&#039;m bi-sexual, so I&#039;ve had quite a few experiences.&quot; 
 He became really quite excited about this and then asked me in great detail about my most recent experience. 
 &quot;Tell me all about it,&quot; he went on, &quot;while I masturbate like hell.&quot; 
 He then went on to tell me about &quot;a thing&quot; he was having with a girl at work. &quot;We sometimes stay behind. We put plastic sheeting down on the floor and she loves it when I pee all over her. Then, we roll around it in, it really...</description>
<pubDate>Wed, 16 Feb 2005 11:03:50 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>Yawn........</title>
<description> Friday night&#039;s shift was pretty dire. In the end, I logged off at about 3.30am. A series of short calls. Nothing of much interest really. 
 However, last night was much better, with lots of &quot;blog material&quot;. 
 First caller was a guy who wanted me to be &quot;a good little girl.&quot; He had me dressed up as a school girl, sucking his cock, telling him that I had a virgin pussy. 
 &quot;Tell me it&#039;s too big for you..&quot; he gasped, so I went into &quot;oooh nooo, pull it out, I can&#039;t take it!&quot; 
 He carried on, asking me to tell him how much of a good&amp;nbsp;little girl&amp;nbsp;I am until he uttered the words &quot;call me Daddy.&quot; As this is definitely verging on incest, this is a no-go. &quot;Erm, I&#039;d prefer not to call you Daddy, hun,&quot; I said, &quot;how about I call you baby instead?&quot;  
 It seemed to click with him, what I was getting at and he accepted that no problem. The call then progressed to him saying &quot;I&#039;m f**king my arse.&quot; 
 &quot;What are you f**king your arse with?&quot; I asked. &quot;Oooh a carrot!&quot; he replied. I told him to take the carrot out...</description>
<pubDate>Sun, 13 Feb 2005 08:13:11 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>Bummer.......</title>
<description> Well, last night&#039;s shift was pretty quiet. A few standard calls, although one interesting one was a guy who loved tan stockings. 
 &quot;I know this girl at the bank. She has lovely legs. I want her to sit next to me and cross her legs so that I can stroke them.&quot; 
 &quot;Does she wear stockings?&quot; I asked. 
 &quot;Oh yes, natural tan ones. They make her legs look really sexy.&quot; 
 I talked about my legs, asking him to imagine I was this girl, and he became more and more excited. Finally, he said &quot;if I am alone with her though, I&#039;m afraid that I might rape her.&quot; Alarms bells went off at this point. 
 &quot;You would rape her?&quot; I demanded. Back-peddling quickly he replied, &quot;oh no, not really, but she would get me so hot, I would have difficulty controlling myself.&quot; Even so, I made a note to report this. 
 Next up was a very horny guy on virtual, and we were going along swimmingly. Even offered to let him have a live 121 with me. &quot;How much is it?&quot; he asked. I told him the price which prompted &quot;can&#039;t I just ring you on your...</description>
<pubDate>Fri, 11 Feb 2005 17:07:07 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>Underwear</title>
<description> It was a funny old shift this afternoon, but I had a good set of calls. 
 One of them was an elderly gentleman with a fetish for stockings and suspenders. Before I&#039;d even asked him his name he asked &quot;what are you wearing? Are you wearing black stockings?&quot; 
 &quot;Yes,&quot; I replied, &quot;nice and silky too.&quot; &quot;Do they have a seam up the back?&quot; he then asked. &quot;Of course, it runs right up to my arse.&quot; 
 At this point he groaned, panting away. &quot;Can you trap my cock between your suspender belt?&quot; All he kept saying throughout the call was &quot;ooh, that suspender belt,&quot; along with &quot;I&#039;m getting really rather excited you know!&quot; A very nice man, and quite an easy call. All I had to do was just keep telling him about my stockings and suspenders and how silky they were. 
 Then, on the virtual line, I had a guy who wanted to lick me while my boyfriend watched. &quot;And I&#039;d like to suck his cock too!&quot; he offered. It went from that to my boyfriend doing him up the ass. A nice long call. 
 Next up was a &quot;very young&quot; 19 year old. &quot;I...</description>
<pubDate>Wed, 09 Feb 2005 20:42:13 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>No thanks.....</title>
<description> Yesterday, I spoke to a fellow PSO of mine, who told me she was having problems with the system. If you get a succession of short calls, then the system will automatically log you off - not allowing you to access it again until it resets, which is usually the following day. 
 However, as it is half-term, 90% of these short calls at the moment are kids! Highly unfair, I thought, especially when it&#039;s through no fault of our own. 
 But this afternoon, I seemed to be lucky. Only 2 silent callers (which you can pretty much assume are kids most of the time), the rest, good calls! 
 My first call was a guy who didn&#039;t want to talk dirty. The conversation was pretty hard going, as he wasn&#039;t really much of a talker, so towards the end of the call, I was wracking my brains as to how to keep the conversation flowing. We&#039;d pretty much covered the hobbies, the music, the football team, the holidays. So, I was quite relieved when he suddenly asked &quot;are you going to talk dirty to me then?&quot; 
 The funny thing is that...</description>
<pubDate>Wed, 09 Feb 2005 10:40:07 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>The dreaded first entry</title>
<description> Well here it is, the first entry..... 
 To tell you a little bit about myself, I am a UK based sex chat line operator. I also suffer from depression, and have done for approximately 8 years. 
 With the help of this weblog, I&#039;m hoping to entertain, with some snippets from my job, as well as give an indication to my emotions.  
 Certainly, on the depression side of things, I hope to connect mentally with others who suffer the same condition. 
 &amp;nbsp; 
 Oh well, here goes...... </description>
<pubDate>Mon, 07 Feb 2005 19:28:01 +0100</pubDate>
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