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The Ladies Supporting The Ladies

I found a Phone Sex Operator (PSO) support group online today.

psosupport.com

It’s an interesting read. I mostly went out googling to see if I could find any other Phone Sex girls that had the same feelings I was having and how they dealt with them. I found some interesting comments from woman who actually liked the pedo calls…. I can’t understand… and felt that everyone else on the forum (who were discussing how we deal with them, where we think it comes from etc.) were being too judgmental. It’s true, the world is pretty easy to judge pedophiles. Poor things! It is kind of the one real taboo we have left where pretty much everyone agrees that this is horrible! That we (as a society) find pedophilia absolutely disgusting and evil.

It does make me really wonder though. It is something you can fix. For most people their kinks are their kinks. I don’t think anyone tries to become a pedophile, so I do actually feel bad for these guys. To have a kink that you can never realize, well. That’s the thing I guess, if you realize it.

Some reading: This led me to a lot of Googling and reading about Freud’s theories of sexuality, where kinks come from etc. Totally interesting stuff.

http://www.knowledgerush.com/kr/encyclopedia/Sexual_fetish/

http://www.faqs.org/childhood/In-Ke/Infant-Sexuality.html

http://www.questia.com/PM.qst?a=o&d=8909177

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The fictional play is based on a blog I wrote while working as a phone sex operator and I did that job over 15 years ago.

The blog you’re looking now.

Even then friends thought phone sex was kind of light and fluffy – how can there be any money in that? It already seemed old fashioned. A friend told me, he assumed I must have been lying and just didn’t want to admit that I was camming. I think that says more about what he was googling than where the money is in online sex work. 

I wasn’t lying and it wasn’t light and fluffy. You might assume now – 15 years later – phone sex… NOW it must be old fashioned. It must be a thing of the past like your  landline – the things that people wanted to talk about then they still want to talk about now. They are the things that often (hopefully) the closest you get to them are only in your mind. 

The blog was bad. It is bad… I’m cringing while rereading it now.

It was anonymous. My daily views were like zero to two. I sent it to a couple of friends who just expressed their concern for me and how they read some of it, but they weren’t able to keep reading it. 

One day, my phone was going a little berserk, and I was getting notification after notification. I freaked out. I went online and I saw that a more popular blog had found mine and reblogged it and in less than 24 hours it had been viewed like over 10K times. I logged on and I made it private so that no one could look at it. I know 10K doesn’t seem viral by today’s standards… I mean, I posted my mom on Tiktok and she got over 8 million – but it was different then and at the time, 10K in a day was way too much. Why put something online, if all you do once people look at it is hide it? I wrote quickly and badly. And I was writing honestly… and honestly… I…