Have you ever been with someone that was too good or too perfect? The right words always said, the right looks, the right moves, the right everything. I am almost waiting for the catch. I’ve known Tony for 3 weeks and he is too perfect. Almost in a scary way. The way he makes me feel is almost like walking onto a movie set with all the right scripts. Things between us couldn’t possibly be better - we talk and write constantly and will see each other in a few days….. I couldn’t ask for anything different…. although I am starting to notice a little bit of uncomfort (on his part) with what I do for a living. I sense that maybe he is a little jealous that I get other people off on the phone. That could be a problem. But he is trying to be accepting of it. He really is a great poet/songwriter…. I do wonder if me doing phone sex is a problem down the road. What happens if he wants me to quit my job? What if he does? I could never have someone ask me that. If you were with someone who did adult phone entertainment for a living…. would YOU be ok with it? Getting people off every single day? Would you be ok with someone doing that? I know I’m ok with it. But not everyone is. My eyes and ears are open… I really hope he is comfortable.
A couple days ago I skipped art class. I had never skipped a class before so I kind of felt bad… but anyway… I went with a couple friends down to the San Diego beach and they passed me the pipe a few times and I smoked several hits - too many to count… and they dropped me off at my apartment and I was still handling it ok and was logged in for work and I did a great call…. and then I totally passed out. A couple hours later I awoke and was so dazed and fucked up and my phone rang and I forgot I was still logged in…. and I was absolutely embarrassingly horrible and was so high that I was incoherent the first 15 minutes or so until I realized just who I was talking to (gee I even thought he was someone else how bad is that) and we did the rest of the hour with him being a complete gentleman regardless of my demeanor. I really learned my lesson. Don’t smoke weed and log in to work. And don’t skip class. And get your fucking act together. I just wanted sooo bad to not be stressed out from being overworked with web design, etc. that weed was my one little escape and it totally came and bit me in the ass. I am so not perfect. I admit when I am wrong. I admit when I fuck up. And this is a classic example of just how “real” and “imperfect” I am. I doubt that caller (who was incredibly sweet and understanding) even reads my journal but if he happens to read this…. consider this a sincere sweet apology and if you email me (since I have no way of contacting you) I will make it up to you big time I promise!
Well I got awesome news!!!! On Thursday I am getting a phone line installed in Erin’s house so I can spend more time there!! I am sooo excited and really psyched to get to spend more time with her! She is so amazing! Speaking of which, if you guys happen to call me (or her) at the right time given we are both in the same room and not on a call with someone else or if she is not outside with her horses or whatever, we would be more than happy to do a call with you - two girls for the price of one since we will physically be in the same bedroom. But I would ask that you message us first just in case one of us is cooking or whatever. Cause we do live normal regular (and sexual) lives hee hee.
Speaking of me and Erin together, here is a little shameless plug of self-promotion to help get you guys in the mood to call me and her… we really do compliment each other well on the phone and have great chemistry together….
Call us for a threesome! Just ask for Isabella and Erin and call 1-866-SEXY-TFB for $3.49/min and have a hot time with us!
Shoutouts:
First of all I want to give a very special and dear shoutout to my friend in Arizona who was patient with me for a WHOLE HOUR while I was totally fucked up and high - you really are a wonderful pantyboy with a sweet heart thank you (I do not deserve you, thank you), had a fun quickie with a man with a small pecker and likes to suck black cock, had a wonderful straight call with a loving man, had a sexy sissy call where I told my obedient slave how to masturbate then his roommate walked in and he had to go but he still said thank you (now THAT is a man), had a NINETY MINUTE call with my Wisconsin hugger who made love to me and held me the whole time - it was so romantic, had a great type hypnotizing my weed slave and owning his orgasm until I was ready to let him explode, had a WHOLE HOUR with a man who lets me hypnotize him into letting him become hopelessly addicted to me and he really is a nice guy because I told him a few things that I usually don’t tell people so it was nice to be a little open (I’ll never look at creme brulee a french movie and tony the same way again), had an awesome cuckold call where I fucked tony in front of my own husband wow that was hot being a wife, had a sissy call with Dawn the crossdresser who let me dress her up and make her sooo pretty, had an awesome call with a new caller who let me sissify him over and over and make him oh so sexy, had a surprise call out of the blue (those are my favorite) from my 3-click boy who made love to me after I stripped out of my lingerie just for him and he made me cum ALL over myself! Had TWO HOURS with a secret caller who’d rather not me say mmmmhmmm…. Had a HOT THREESOME with Donna and we fucked my anal boy’s ass with a baseball bat and a bowling pin and we even put our arms up his ass! Woohoo! Had an amazing call with a caller who was quiet in his bathroom while he had other people in the house and he fucked me doggy style against the counter over and over! Mmmmm and I just got off the phone with a new caller with the sexiest deepest voice ever who I like to call my Panty Pussy because he looks sooo sexy in his cotton-candy colored white and pink lingerie - and a cook too (what more could a girl ask for?) woohoo!
**Note to my SEXY NJ Carrot Boy: Still waiting on confirmation but the email was sent - talk to you later sexy!
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Once upon a time, there was a guy who met this girl. They fell in love. They were extremely happy together. Everyone knew they were in love and thought they were a perfect couple.
Then after two months, her interest in sex became nonexistent. She still loved him, but wasn’t interested in sex anymore. He was bothered because he still desired her and was always turned away. He couldn’t understand why she had lost sexual interest in him. He felt unattractive and unwanted because she used to go on about how he was the best lover she ever had. He asked her what was going on and she said that she had come to love him so much that she couldn’t live out her darker sexual fantasies with him. It was hard for her to do depraved sexual acts with someone whom she cared for deeply.
She enjoyed having sex with strangers. This upset him because he took a lot of pride in his sexual performance. She had told him he was the best she ever had. Yet if that was so, how come she was still fucking other men? If she truly loved him, why wasn’t he enough? She told him that love and sex are two different things. Even though she played with other men, her love belonged solely to him. He wanted to believe it, but it was so hard…
She didn’t want to hurt his feelings, but she still wanted to pursue her fantasies because it was her part of her sexual nature. So she hid it from him. She would do this behind his back in order to spare him from being hurt. When he finally found out, he became angry. He felt betrayed. All this time, she had been fucking other men without his knowledge. While he was consumed with thoughts of love aching and yearning for her, she was being satisfied by other men. The thought of her screaming in ecstasy and another man giving her pleasure upset him. Jealousy consumed him.
He eventually forgave her (or thought he did), but he never forgot. Every time she was alone with another man even just to talk, his jealousy and insecurity would flare up. His temper was short, and he was very bitter. He would call her at all hours of the day. He would call her while she was hanging out with other man. It got to a point where she was feeling suffocated by his insecurity.
Their love was doomed all because of hatred, pride, and jealousy. It wasn’t until after he lost her that he realized his downfall. She had loved him, but he was blinded by jealousy. He vowed from that day on that he would never repeat that mistake. The hard lesson learned is that true love is based off of friendship and companionship, not sex.
A man’s jealousy stems from pride and insecurity. It is believed that if Joe DiMagio had not divorced Marilyn Monroe, she would have survived rather than suffering through countless failed marriages and her eventually tragic death. Joe DiMagio could not handle Marilyn being in the spotlight and being the object of desire and sex symbol for other men. Jealousy once again. After her death, Joe visited Marilyn’s grave every year to pay his respects. It is believed he held himself partially responsible for her death because he let jealousy take over.
You are like Satine, the Sparkling Diamond, from the “Moulin Rouge.” Christian became jealous of her occupation as a prostitute, but that’s why he wrote the song “Come What May” into the play. It was meant as a secret song so that on the night Satine was supposed to sleep with the Duke, they would remember their love and know that it overcomes all obstacles no matter how bad things get.
Perhaps, you two should listen to that song some time and take to heart its meaning. Maybe it will make him feel better when jealousy rears its ugly head and comfort him in knowing that he’s a lucky man and has the affections of a beautiful, intelligent, and caring woman. If he cannot see that, he will inevitably lose you or you will be forced to sacrifice your career for love when things get serious and he still remains unhappy.