I try not to put a number in my escort ads though sometimes i do. I prefer to be contacted by email if possible, gives me a chance to screen my new friends and since i was once a "phone girl" for an agency my patience is low for bullshit phone calls.
so today the Bat Phone rings....
Caller: hey baby, i saw your ad on Eros
Me: great, whats your name
Caller: so you have great curves
Me: thanks, whats your name?
Caller: how big is your ass baby
Me: ahh huh?
Caller: how big is your ass baby, ummm yeah how big is your ass
Me: ahhh I'm sorry what are you asking me
Caller: how big is your butt, your ass is fine how big is your ass
Me: its about to get much bigger i just ordered a pizza
then i hung up.
Its possible that this was a legitimate caller, (doubtful but possible) But really I'm not about to discuss the lovely dimensions of my juicy, round, spank-able ass on the phone out of the blue like that with someone who wont even tell me their name. Id like to think that i am just that exciting that you cant help but get right into the "ass" before you tell me who you are... but really i think it was just some dude jerking off on the phone.
If i wanted to get guys off on the phone, id open a phone sex service, i prefer to get them off in person!
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Monday, March 31, 2008
The Bat Phone!
from the mind of
Jenny DeMilo
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9:29 PM
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Labels: bad clients, escort, hobbysits, prostitution
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