Obsessed

I think there is something seriously wrong with me. My friend J hooked me up with a link to a blog http://cherrybombnyc.blogspot.com/. I read that and was interested enough to look at the links from that blog. That led me to http://feenixgirl.blogspot.com/. While I was intrigued with both blogs, feenix callgirl really piqued my interest. I have now read all her blog entries and see a completely different side of the sexworker scene. Honestly, it was never really anything I gave much thought to other than hearing the off-handed hooker jokes.

I have been discussing this with several people and even called my younger brother and asked if had ever considered, or actually been with, an escort/call girl? I knew he would be frank with me about it. He has not, but said he did often wonder what an escort service actually offered. I was just curious about it. I have also been thinking back to a time in my life where I may have considered doing this. The thought never even crossed my mind at that time, but I was a young 21-22, living on my own in San Diego, and I was MEGA POOR! I distinctly recall rummaging through the crevices in the sofa for enough change to put enough gas in my car to get to an interview. That, is poor! It was the perfect scenario for doing that kind of work though. I had my own one bedroom apartment, I was in San Diego (hello sailors). I had a great body, though at the time I didn't think so. I was quite fit and physically active. Women can be so stupid at times. I would not have taken the enlisted men though, it would have to have been officers, the guys who had real money and wanted to be discreet about the entire thing. No drunken sailors for me, thank you very much. I may have done a cute med-school intern in scrubs for free (my own fettish). This job could have been seriously helpful during that time. Now, as for the plausibility, I hadn't actually had sex at that time in my life. So, I guess from an experience standpoint, I had none...and that would have had to have been reflected in the price. At least for a while. After a little bit though, this little girl would have figured things out...I learn quick. I am not sure if I ever would have really done it, but thinking on it now, it really could have helped. It is funny though, I just got a cup of coffee from a cute little girl working the coffee kiosk on campus and I immediately thought...Honey, you could be making a hell of a lot more money peddling more than that mocha.

Okay, that is out of my system now. I did indeed go see "Walk the Line" by myself. I knew quite a bit about Johnny Cash's life, so nothing in there was a complete stunner for me. I thought Joaquin phoenix, and Reece Witherspoon did great jobs. I knew Johnny was hardly an angel in his early career, and this movie confirmed that. What I didn't know was how smitten he was with June Carter so early on. How accurate it is, I don't know, but I did find that part interesting. He always did say he owed his life to her for turning him around. I guess that was true since he only lived 4 months after she passed. I hadn't seen a movie by myself in a very long time. It was kind of strange at first, but then I quickly enjoyed it. I had no one asking me to pass the popcorn or soda, or asking me "what did they say?"

On the way home I decided I would treat my husband to a nice evening. It had been a while since we had a real lovers time in bed. There have been the quick bursts between kids going to bed and before we fell asleep ourselves, but one can only handle so many of those. Now, in all honestly, the feenixcallgirl inspired me to treat my man right. Got home and showered/primped, nightie, candle etc. I gave him a great massage..not a long one and not a serious kneading massage. Purely a sensual massage and proceeded until we both had a fantastic evening. I enjoyed providing as much as receiving. Afterwards, he told me I could go to the movies any time I wanted. LOL. He also said, he didn't want to go to work the next day so he could just lay in bed and bask in the glow. How sweet it that? And...an eye opener as to how long it HAD really been since we had a session like that. Sad, but true. Fitting it in can be tough with a 4 and 5 year old beating on the door if you are out of sight for more than 5 minutes. Hell, even taking a pee in private can be hard let alone having a good romp of sex. Oh, and as a result of last nights romp...I am sore!! Not where you think I would be, but muscle sore. I did really treat him right. Whew! Good thing I got the Nordic Trak to build some muscle back up.

I don't know what it is about today, but students have been at my window all day with either items they have crashed to the floor or with an injury. 7 things broken today and two injury reports to fill out. One pretty good cut, and one burn. It is so strange how it goes like that. But, in post-excellent-sex mode, I was very generous and did not charge anyone for the expensive items that aren't kept in the students lockers. That was mainly because I felt the students using those items were not instructed properly by professor bumble-fuck and I couldn't see them having to cover for something they weren't instructed to use correctly. I only charged for one thing that was cheap and it was completely the student's irresponsibility that it got broken.