The Phone Courtesan


New Years 2011
December 27, 2010, 10:36 am
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I am thinking – sand, beaches, ocean, warm breezes, the warm sunshine kissing my body, nude bodies – everywhere, long walks, collecting sea shells, coffee each morning on my deck watching the sun rise, laying by the pools, reading a book, and just relaxing – doing nothing.

That will be my new years week.

I wish you all the best in 2011. The best of health, friendships, relationships and professionally.

And I hope you enjoy all the sexual fantasies that you can possibly think of.

Just don’t forget to share them with me. = )



Naughty or Nice
December 19, 2010, 12:01 pm
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Why can’t I be both? I know, there’s me again, wanting to have it all. = )

I am nice.
I try to do good things all year, and not just at holiday time, as I find giving of yourself only at the holidays very hypocritical. This last couple of years I have family members that have required a more hands on amount of care – just as we all do. I have volunteered at a women shelter since 1995. It is important to me that people smile and have nice moments in their days – so I send out a lot of cards. I just love snail mail. We all do. I send a book to my young nieces every week. I want to impart to them a love of books and reading. I want them to follow the far away places as they are beckoned towards a journey that they will never forget. Imaginations and fantasy at its best. Gee, I see no correlation to my chosen profession. = )

I am Naughty.
Yes, tis but too true. To be judged by polite society, I am very naughty. Having been a nanny for 27 years, I truly do understand the difference between naughty and nice. Now, I am 50, lets look at that wonderful word, naughty.

Naughty – is an adjective – meaning: disobedient; mischievous; and playfully improper.

Can you tell what descriptions I like the most?

Disobedient – I suspect I can be accused of that, many times. I do like to buck the system, so to speak. I have found, as even children learn quickly, that to be a bit disobedient – gets you attention, can make some changes and allows you to be heard. However, one can be disobedient with out being disrespectful. Disobedient simply means that you are refusing to obey at the moment. Some things should not be obeyed. Some things do need to be changed. Sometimes you need to be heard.

Mischievous – Inclined to playful action such as teasing, or bothersome behavior. And what a fun word. Just saying the word sounds naughty. It makes me think of Tinker Bell, and her mischievous behavior towards any possible rival of Peter Pans attentions. Yes, I can be mischievous. I do love teasing – and denial – as many of you know only too well. = )

Playfully Improper – Oh how I loved seeing this description for naughty! I love that thought of being improper. As much as I hate labels, I sincerely hope I am labeled and go down in history for being improper. That would make me happy. Strong, confident and vocal women have been thought to be improper for centuries. I am in great company.

So, naughty or nice. Why can’t I have it all? I’ll take both. And I will proudly wear both labels.



The Caretaker of the Cock
December 7, 2010, 10:45 am
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Just how lucky are we women? We are the caretaker of the cock.

Sex is a conversation, and how can you have that conversation with out caring for the cock.

I have a confession. The cock scared me. When I first discovered there was a cock, I remember feeling completely taken over by it. Almost mesmerized. I mean think about it, I don’t have one. I never knew how it must be to have one, touch one, feel it. I suspect it is like trying to put yourself in our place and understanding our pussy.

I had a wonderful first boyfriend. He let me hold, kiss, suck, taste, stroke, and fuck as much as I wanted to. Wasn’t that nice of him? = ) Now, I say fuck – because as wonderful and as safe as he made me feel, it wasn’t deep love or love making at that age. I just couldn’t get enough of the ‘how’ and ‘why’ – the cock changes. I loved learning about it. I loved discovering more ways that would make his cock listen to me. I learned early on that I loved the power I could feel in making that cock react.

Now older and oh so much more wise, I know that cock is a beautiful extension of a total person. And that cock while connected to a person does have a mind of his own. You are plagued with this sweet appendage always wanting to be touched, acknowledged and pleasured.

I am no longer scared of the cock. I am happy that I now know I am the caretaker of the cock. I revel in the power of what I know I can make you feel. I love caring for cock. The beautiful part in caring for the cock, is that I can care for you.



Crossing the Line
December 4, 2010, 7:38 pm
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While I admit I guard against crossing the line.

How fucking awesome it is to touch you and feel touched by you.

Damn that fucking line in the sand.