Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Phone Sex Operators

When you dial a 1-900 number, who picks up the phone?

Photo Essay by Phillip Toledano


Lessons for Virgins

I learned to listen to men in a deeper way. Tuning into men's voices, instead of getting caught up on their looks, was the same as a person suddenly going blind, only to find their other senses enhanced. I think if all women did phone sex before they lost their virginity, they would make much better choices.


The Worst Call

Just last night I received possibly the most disturbing phone sex call I’d had in a long time. A caller shot himself with me on the phone. Things like this always scare me. My current track record stands at one confession of incestuous sexual abuse, and two other suicides.


Scheherazade

I'm 60 years old, I have a BA in cultural anthropology from Columbia University, and I've been married for 25 years. I make twice the money I made in the corporate world. I work from home; the money transfers into my bank account daily. I'm Scheherazade: If I don't tell stories that fascinate the pasha, he will kill me in the morning.


"I Am Their Drug"

I find that most of my regular callers form some sort of bond with me—almost an addiction. I am the one they come to for punishment if they feel the urge. The one they come to for discipline, instruction, and permission. I am their drug.

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