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I am a bad person. I can hedge that as much as I want, but I can't escape it. I am a bad person. No, not because I do phone sex. I do something that's way, way worse than that.
I fall asleep while I'm doing phone sex.
I am ashamed of it, but I just can't help myself. I'll be on the phone with some boring, boring, BORING guy, usually one who refuses to enunciate, and I'm snuggled up in my bed, I have a zillion pillows, the light's off, and . . . I start drifting away. He's talking, I can hear him talking, but my brain is off somewhere else.
There are so many levels of sleep, aren't there? I don't go off into full-on R.E.M. sleep, but I definitely can't be called awake. You know that point when you're falling asleep when your eyes are closed, your breathing is slow, and your brain is still thinking? One moment you're thinking about what happened today, then the tendril of thought gently drifts off into imaginary stuff. That's where I go. If he stops talking, I can wake up enough to supply a few moans, and then he'll go on again, but I'm definitely not paying attention. It just feels mean -- he's paying a fortune to talk to me, and I drop off. Interestingly, I've never had one of those callers just hang up on me -- they always cum.
Working from home isn't all good, I guess.
I fall asleep while I'm doing phone sex.
I am ashamed of it, but I just can't help myself. I'll be on the phone with some boring, boring, BORING guy, usually one who refuses to enunciate, and I'm snuggled up in my bed, I have a zillion pillows, the light's off, and . . . I start drifting away. He's talking, I can hear him talking, but my brain is off somewhere else.
There are so many levels of sleep, aren't there? I don't go off into full-on R.E.M. sleep, but I definitely can't be called awake. You know that point when you're falling asleep when your eyes are closed, your breathing is slow, and your brain is still thinking? One moment you're thinking about what happened today, then the tendril of thought gently drifts off into imaginary stuff. That's where I go. If he stops talking, I can wake up enough to supply a few moans, and then he'll go on again, but I'm definitely not paying attention. It just feels mean -- he's paying a fortune to talk to me, and I drop off. Interestingly, I've never had one of those callers just hang up on me -- they always cum.
Working from home isn't all good, I guess.