[Continued from "Phone Sex? (Part 1)."]

Months later I emailed the phone sex company woman to inquire about working IMG_0387cropfor her.  Eventually I submitted a bio, a list of WILLs and WON’Ts, and photos.  I used my real name and my real photos, including the one here.

My WILLs and WON’Ts weren’t honored at all, and I ended up role playing incest and age play despite my wishes.  I found I actually didn’t mind so much because the men on the phone weren’t real to me, and I figured it was better they talk about their fantasies, which were for the most part out of the realm of possibility.

I did a little girl voice when my “brother” was fucking me and we feared getting caught by our parents.  One guy told me that when he was younger he got into the trash after his mother banged some guy and ate the come out of the used condom.  That guy worried me a bit because he also told me he thought his teen daughter was hot, but I had no clue where he was, who he was, or if he’d done any more than think about his daughter.

Some of the guys just wanted to hear me come, some were nervous.  I kept records of the guys’ names, what we talked about, and how long the calls lasted.  The latter because I wanted to make sure I was paid properly for my calls.

Once I was in the company’s chat room along with some other girls who were also available for calls when the creepy, nebbishy guy came in and in the chat room fired one of the girls.  That was uncomfortable and very unprofessional.

One day I tried to log in but my password wouldn’t work.  I IMd the dorky guy, I emailed him.  I DMd the woman on Twitter.  I received no responses at all.  I checked the company Website.  My bio and photos were gone, but my name and blog posts (of the “I’m hot and horny and want you to call” variety) were still up.

I DMd the woman and emailed the guy, asking both to remove my name and any of my writing from their site.  She tweeted this, “Unprofessional- telling your boss to fuck off. Stupid- then expecting a quick response to demands. Especially when you SUCK on the phone.”  I believe it was directed at me.  Or maybe not.

I NEVER told anyone to fuck off, but when my repeated attempts to contact either owner of the company were ignored, and when it was obvious from the company’s Website that they no longer wished to utilize my services, I didn’t want my actual name, my actual face, or my actual written words anywhere near them.

Anything having to do with me was removed from their site.  I checked back periodically and noticed that the number of girls available for calls was dwindling, and fast.  There was a strange blog post on the company’s site that I can only describe as nutty:  The nebbish wrote that several of the girls, myself included, were no longer associated with the company, that the company’s clients were “high minded assholes,” that some of the girls’ photos were not really them (which is common for phone sex), and that if the clients were “helping” out any of the girls they were being duped.  [I would have a complete and direct quote if WordPress hadn't inexplicably deleted this story the first time I wrote it.]

The company is now down to one phone sex worker, the woman who owns the company.

I have not been paid at all.

I told a clean version of the story in my Examiner column.

I swear.  True story.

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