My name is Cat and
I am one sexy, stylin’ lady who just so happens to be a phone sex operator, or
as I like to say, conversation specialist. LOL! Now don’t go dissing me until
you hear my story, because it’s a good one. I have been an operator for years,
and feel it’s my job to make my clients comfortable when talking to me about
their fetishes; and trust me, they can get weird. Most clients have your
typical fascination with role-play and bondage, but some are really out there.
Regardless of the scenario I have to maintain my professionalism. Don’t worry,
I won’t get into all the nitty gritty, but I gotta do my job to make ends meet.
Especially after my sister Landa, the ho, disappears and dumps her four
multicolored kids on me, indefinitely. Ronny is the oldest and he is afraid of
his own shadow half the time. Michelle, or as I like to call her, Miss Thang,
is a sassy, chubby, pre-teen who is always in the pantry. Zoe, falls somewhere
in between and half the time you wouldn’t know she was there. Then there is the
baby, Jesse, who is sort of caramel colored. He is a cutie pie but he has a
dairy problem and it is rank. I didn’t sign up for this, but I admit the kids
are growing on me.
In the meantime, I admit, I get lonely without a
man. One of my clients, Dale, has been with me for four years. He is your basic
nerdy type who has probably never been laid, but there is something about him I
like. Most of the time we just talk during our conversations, but he is ready
to meet in person and take things to the next level. I am confident in who I
am, given my larger than average size, but I am still not sure I am up for a
face to face with Dale. Then there is Ed, now he is HOT. Alright so he is
married and has kids, big whoop, he stirs something in me and we have crossed
the line from associates to lovers. Suddenly I have gone from being a lonely
operator to a woman with two men knocking at my door, literally.
Let me explain the
details of my job. I have a website called “Listen to the Kitty Purr”. I am an
excellent graphic designer and I am all over social media. I have a Facebook
page, Twitter account, Instagram, and even an old MySpace account that I keep
active. I am up to fourteen thousand likes on my website for crying out loud.
You’d be surprised how many followers I have on my blog and how many questions
I get from other women who want to go into business for themselves and make money
doing what I do. I have an image of a kitten on my home page, but when you
scroll over her with your cursor, my image shows up in its place. I don’t show
too much, just my cleavage and the tattoo of a red rose on my right shoulder. I
leave the rest up to the client’s imagination, I am not a prostitute for Christ
sakes. And for crying out loud I am NOT a lesbian. (Not that there’s anything
wrong with that.) But geeze Louise, let it go already.
I have paid
advertisements in all the usual places. My phone number and website information
can be found on porn site ads as well as the back of magazines. I pay hefty
advertising fees for these, but it’s always worth it. So is having a land line
so I don’t drop calls or get interrupted.
On my website I have an
outline explaining how my program works. If a person reads, and then agrees to
both my terms and prices, they can contact me. I work by appointment only and
get paid up front (I learned that the hard way), and find PayPal is the best
and easiest service out there. My clients range from the anxious nerdy types to
the overachievers. I have had government officials, schoolteachers, counselors,
firemen, and even stay-at-home moms contact me.
Once I have been
contacted, I do a quick background check on my client. Safety first. If they
don’t have any arrests, I get started. You are probably wondering what sets me
apart from other phone sex operators. In other words, why would your average
Joe call me and bother with terms, when he can pick up the phone and dial Dolly
from Lusty Lines without any bologna? The bottom line is that what I offer is
more than just a one time rodeo. I am always available to my caller, so as we
get to know one another, over time, our conversations become even more
satisfactory.
Julie Dewey is the author of four
novels, including Forgetting Tabitha: The Story of an
Orphan Train Rider, One Thousand Porches and The
Back Building. Two books ranked #1 on Amazon's Best Seller List. She resides in
Central New York with her husband and two children.
Her husband is a sexy trucker, her daughter's a Nashville crooner, and her son,
well he hasn't figured out what he is yet but he's got time. Livin' Large is
Julie's first book series and she applies the motto to her own life. Live
large, love life, and be happy, dammit!
A Chicago girl born and raised, you will find that most of her stories are either based in, or somehow tie back to the city she knows and loves. Her loyalties lie on the North-Side, as she proclaims she is a Cubs fan, and a fan of anyone playing against the White Sox. She can also be found regularly rooting for the Illini, when she isn’t being forced by her husband to betray her loyalty to the Blue and Orange in favor of a weekend cheering on the Spartans.
