07.17.07
This is not a frickin dating service!
Just a few pet peeves I need to vent about.
No. I will not meet you. I do not meet customers. I don’t care how nice you think you are. The more often you tell me you are nice, the happier I am that you think I live more than a thousand miles from where I do. I don’t care how deeply in love with me you say you are. It doesn’t matter how often you ask me. I will not meet you.
I don’t marry customers. I won’t marry you. I wouldn’t marry you if you were the last loser…er…man on earth. The fact that you call me as obsessively as you do disqualifies you from any consideration in addition to the rules above. You are a loser. L*O*S*E*R. Loser. A loser who not only has to pay women to speak with him, but is willing to pay thousands a week on phone sex to do it. I wouldn’t give you the time of day, and I definitely wouldn’t talk to you or listen to your whiny voice or your wounded animal noises if you weren’t paying me by the minute.
I also am not a pro domme. I don’t meet customers for sessions. The fact that I’m not a pro domme in no way means that I’m willing to meet you for a free session of any sort. Nor do I do free sessions in chat. And I won’t call you at home to give you a free phone session, either.
I do not have a stable of personal slaves that has unlimited openings. I do not support slaves. I am not currently recruiting personal slaves through a phone sex line. I do not expect that to change.
You are paying me to listen to you speak and tell you exactly what you want to hear. I’m good at it. Get with the program.
I would like to thank my valued customers for keeping it sane. If you’re reading this and pondering, you are undoubtedly not one of the aforementioned loser types.