Sizzling Sara - NiteFlirt

The last few weeks have been SO crazy!  It’s like there are three of me, all running in different directions.

I filled out my paperwork to start my LapBand appointments and mailed that in.  Then I went online and applied for college in the fall.  Then I redid a couple of my NF listings.

*sigh*

I’m excited about all of it.  I feel rejuvenated.  Especially since the weather is slowly getting nicer around here.  Springtime always makes me feel so much more alive.

And soon I’ll be starting my garden!  I already have a bunch of peat pellets and seeds.  Tomatoes are a definite again this year.  Green peppers, cucumbers and probably garlic.  Aside from that…we’ll see.

I just feel like I’m starting a great new chapter in life and it’s soooo great!  I’m half tempted to just nix the NiteFlirt thing to boot since calls are far and few between lately.  I could re-do the site into a personal blog and make money on AdWords. 

My real life is actually a lot more interesting than the NiteFlirt fantasy sometimes.  This is why I’m going to be taking down my pictures and video I have for sale sometime soon (I was hoping to do it this week, but I don’t want to get too ahead of myself).  I really feel this need to slowly back out of the phone sex world soon before I become too bitter about it.

If I take it all too seriously and not get anywhere I might just get a call one night and blast them with all my anger and frustration.  And that’s not too sexy, trust me.  ;-D

Besides, I’m lucky.  I have a lot more going for me than this.  And I plan to take actions that will allow me to enjoy it all while I can.

I have a new toy and I can’t wait to use it.  I’m planning on hoping in the tub, taking a nice, long, HOT bubble bath…slipping into nothing but my bed sheets and spend HOURS watching porn and playing with this:

http://www.amazon.com/Goodmans-Rabbit-Vibrator-with-Pearls/dp/B0001EK4Z6/ref=sr_1_4?ie=UTF8&s=home-garden&qid=1204334226&sr=8-4

An admirer bought it for me, and he has already had a nice, long, FREE call with me for buying it.  I told you…I appreciate the gifts.  And I always want you to know exactly how much!  *lol*

But I’m not selfish, if you want to know exactly how much I enjoy it why don’t you call me tonight and be my co-pilot?  ;-*

I wasn’t on last night, I’m not sure if I’ll be on tonight, and I know I won’t be on on Wednesday.

I’m sorry for the erradic schedule, but I’m working on a project.  That and I think I’m feeling a bit of burnout.  I need a mini vaca. 

It’s great how sometimes the simple things are just so damned good.  Last night I turned to an old classic - cranberry vodka tonic.  I think I’m in love. 

Refreshing, tasty, makes ya horny…it’s SO ME! 

I’m going to be on most of today…give me call if you can break away. 

I have had a bunch of new callers the past few days.  You boys have been keeping me on my toes.

And a few that I hope to hear from again.  Especially Mr. Pink Panties.  You’re a world class guy, Rich.  I think there are worlds of things I could learn from you.

And Clapton, I’m sorry about your wife.  You should call again so we can talk about it.

Googleguy - you need to quit using your cell phone for calls.  Nobody will be able to understand you if you keep getting cut out like that! 

Thorinca - I hope I took care of you well, baby. 

Strangeboy - I’ve been thinking about you a lot the past couple of days.  A whole lot.

Gdog - I don’t get your name…I thought you said your name was Max?  Very confusing sweetie, but I’ll forgive you simply because your call was the most straightforwardly HOT AS HELL call I’ve had!

I’ll be on again in an hour or so.  I hope to hear from you guys again!

I’ve met four new guys in the past two days!

I have two naughty, sissy cuckolds that aren’t even man enough to stay on the line.  Panty wastes.

Then I have, Max.  He’s a real man that knows how to love a BBW.  That was a hot call, Max.  And thanks for the feedback.  I hope to hear from you again real soon!

And then I got a message from Josh.  One lonely message about my shoes.  I replied and got nothing back - which is a shame.

It just so happens that I got a lot of foot care products for Christmas.  I do love my feet.  I don’t go out and get peidcures, but I do take care of them myself.  Graters, pumice, Vaseline Intensive foot lotion … This woman hates rough feet.

And currently my toes are painted a midnight blue.

I thought I’d take a second to tell you a bit about me.I’m a college graduate.  I went to school for social work with hopes of helping people.  Children in particular.  Unfortunately after working in the field I realized that it’s the WORST place to work if you want to help kids.

So I’m hoping to go back to school to become a child psychologist.

Currently I have a day job.  It pays my bills, but it’s not getting me ahead enough to fund going back to school.  So I started working as a PSO.

I started out on a nationally advertised 900 number.  They give you scripts, so whenever you call you are talking to a 5′6″ 125 pound blonde with D cups.  Even if the woman has a hispanic/asian/whatever accent…she’s a blonde with D cups.

Ridiculous, right?

So then I happened upon NiteFlirt.  I can charge what I want (which is substantially less than 900 #’s).  I can say what I want - more importantly I can say what you want.  And MOST importantly, our calls aren’t constantly monitored by a supervisor that’s going to critique me as soon as you hang up.

It’s hard to get into the mood knowing that our call is monitored.

So yea, I have all monies made from NiteFlirt depositted into a special account set aside for furthering my education.  I guess that’s what sets me apart from the other girls on there. 

I didn’t want to get into my real motives for being a PSO.  I don’t know why it seemed shameful to me that I don’t wake up every morning with a wet pussy ready to hump anything that crosses my path.  Let’s be honest…neither do the “nymphos” of NiteFlirt.

Being a nympho is an actual psychological disorder.  It is so because it interrupts your daily life.  If any of the girls on NiteFlirt were actual nymphos…they wouldn’t be taking calls at all.  They’d be out looking for their next sexual fix.  That’s how the disease works.

Me?  I’m a healthy girl.  You call, and a few minutes into it I probably WILL be wet and horny.  Not because I’m a crazed sex-addict, but because I’m normal.  Someone is calling me and talking about sex and all the things they want to do to me - with me.

It’s hot.

But I’m not taking the money and going out to get a pedi/mani.  I’m not going out and buying the latest music/clothes/make-up.  I’m using it to further myself.

And for all you “money pigs” (look it up if the lingo isn’t in your vocabulary) : instead of blowing your money on girls that want Chanel and fur, blow it on my education.  It’s probably FAAAR more expensive than what those girls want…and I’m probably a more refined “princess” than they are. 

In fact, I think I need to go revamp my financial domination listing … because this is good stuff.