plump love
I really need to start posting more about my calls.
I just got off my first call of the day, which was from Stephen, who wanted a lady who weighed over 300 lbs. I fucked up when he first called and asked me if I weighed more than 300, so I told him to hold on because my roommate was a big girl.
So then I just got on the phone with a slightly different tone and a accent and played a 321 pounder. Oh dear lord did he love that! I didn't even have to say anything naughty and made $2.97 for a less than 10 minute phone call.
Hah. I love paraphilias.
Speaking of which---I got my books in the mail the other day! Eric W. Hickey's Sex Crimes and Paraphilias and Darkly Dreaming Dexter by Jeff Lindsay. Gifts to myself for starting work. I started the latter yesterday. I hope to finish it tonight if not tomorrow. So far, it's quite enjoyable. I can't help but picture the people cast in Showtime's Dexter, though, which I fear may rob me from experiencing what exactly Lindsay had in mind while writing. Ah well, I'm only on chapter 6.
In the most legal way possible, I'm so high on serial killing.