It’s what makes the world go round. Friendships are often ruined because of it. Books are written about it. Movies, poems all talk about it. It’s a topic of conversation that usually pops up after an evening meal, and whether it is talked about in whispers or openly discussed, it happens to be a particular area of human relationship always seem to intrigue. What on earth is “IT”? Well sex of course, how often men and women do it, if they like to do it, who else enjoys it etc… sex surely makes the world go round. After all we wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for sex. The way we do it varies from person to person, depending on choices, likes and of course whether they are in a relationship or not. For a large number of men and women, in a relationship or not, phone sex is unquestionably something they enjoy. Which brings me conveniently to the queen of phone sex herself, Karen! I have known about Karen and her low-priced adult chat expertise for a long time. Thus when I had a chance to enjoy some moments in her company, I was certain I was in for a treat. At the end of the day, Karen for lots of people is definitely THE goddess of sexual fantasies who delights and fulfill people’s needs on a daily basis. How does the lady accomplish this, you could seek to know? This is how and thus without delay, here is a part of our meeting.

Me: Greetings Karen. I think you know how happy I am to sit down in front of you and spend some time with you. It’s been a long time since I have personally tried to get to talk with you and I am truly delighted that we are finally about to make that happen.

Karen. I know! And I am sorry it took so long. Everytime I thought I’d have an opening, something came up and I just couldn’t do it. Business is really busy, I’m glad to say, but as a result, I don’t have a lot of free time on my hands.

Me. Well. In that case, I am even more thankful. I notice you spoke about work straight away. Can you tell our readers what it is that you do?

Karen. Of course not. I am a phone sex girl! (Laughs). Well, that’s how I started anyway. but eventually I formed my own adult phone company and on any given hour there are upwards of 20 or more mostly women (but some men and a few transgenders) working the lines for me.

Me. Phone Sex! How about that. We all know what that is of course, but I want to know is how you, a lady who went to college and has the kind of education that would open doors anywhere in the corporate world, how on earth did you ever get involved in that “line of business”?

Karen: Easy. When I went to college after high school, like many students my age, I needed to work part time to get extra cash, and I soon realized that I needed to work lots of hours in order to get enough cash. You don’t go hungry when you work in a Pizza restaurant, but your certainly don’t become rich. Because I am reasonably attractive, some of the customers would always try to chat me up when coming in for pizza, and some would leave me with their business cards “if I ever needed a real job” to paraphrase some of them. It started there.

Me. And of course their own version of “helping you” was probably specific to their own needs!

Karen (giggling): That’s the reason. Right! They wanted something, that’s for sure. But the main thrust of their offer to help was really about them and how I might be able to help them! You need to learn precisely how it all began? I’ll clarify. One Saturday early evening, after a particularly intense work day, I actually telephoned a gentleman who’s card I had picked randomly from all the cards to have an idea of just what he had in mind when he first Offered to. It didn’t that he wanted to have a “relationship’ of sorts with me, based entirely on fun. I advised him to get lost and put a stop to our phone chat, not expecting to hear from him ever again….

Me. And that was the end of him? I mean did he then leave you alone, or did he contact you again?

Karen. It took him three days to do that. He had saved my number when I first called him (the caller id thingy), and called me. I was annoyed when I picked up the phone and discovered it was him. But he sounded so contrite that we did have a nice chat. I always have something to say and at one point I remembered him saying nice things about my voice. So I started to play. And it was a lot of fun. The more I played, the more he got into it, until at one point, I realized that I was about to bring him off. So I stopped! It was hilarious. There I was in my early twenties, with no money and there he was, a successful business man, and in a few minutes of phone flirting, I had gotten him to such a state that he begged me to continue and how sexy he thought I was, and if only I knew how much money I could make by flirting with men over the phone. It was an interesting thoughts but I had to go to work, so once again, I cut him short and put the phone down.

Me. He called you again of course? How long did he wait?

Karen. It didn’t take long at all. In fact, he did more than that. That very evening, he came by our restaurant and asked to be served by me. My boss was at the counter and he wouldn’t let me come up but he told him that if he had a message for him, he would deliver it. His message was that he wanted to speak with me and what time would I be home after work? My boss was involved now, so I couldn’t just shove this so I had to tell him.

Me. Some cheek he had this guy! Having to speak to someone after such a long day of work and studying.

Karen. To be honest you, I was so tired when I got home that night that I had forgotten about him. And then the phone rang and I knew it was him.

Me. And what happened? Did you have your first “official” phone sex conversation with him that night?

Karen. All I wanted was to get him off the phone and out of my life. I was too pooped to talk about anything, let alone talk about sex with some guy who meant nothing to me. I was starting to tell him that when he told me how much money he was spending on phone sex lines every month, and if I wanted, he would rather spend on me. I mean, the amount of money he was spending was more or less what I was earning at the restaurant. It didn’t take me long to realize that working an hour or so per day, talking dirty on the phone with this guy would give all the time I needed to concentrate on my studies… And that’s how I began a phone sex girl!