I was amid a divorce, taking paid phone sex calls to help take my mind off of the heartbreak and earn a few extra bucks. I even made a twitter account to be well on my way to my new venture.
One evening I received a call from a gentleman. It seemed to be going pretty good and hot. It was taking me out of my funky element.
By the end of the call, the man said "that was really good." And then he called me out by my married name. At first I thought it was some dude who may have known I was married, but when he kept talking it was then, that I realized it was my second ex husband I was talking to. He began to talk in his regular voice and I recognized it. Just when I thought I'd be safe to explore and let go of that relationship, he had shown up to add salt to the wound. I was speechless. I became nervous and sweaty. I tried to play it off and pretend as though I wasn't sure who he was referring to, but no, he kept going and began reminiscing on our time as a married couple. Once he realized I wasn't giving into his antics he ended the conversation and hung up the phone.
I was torn between using him to make my coins back (because remember, he owed me for all of the money he'd spent from my business ventures; and he owed me the right to heal. To me, him calling me wasn't allowing me to do that); and blocking him from my phone sex website in its entirety. After the call I balled up into a fetal position and cried.
About 20 minutes later, I pealed myself up and called my best friend to tell her what happened. She told me to suck it up and use him for every penny I deserved. And so I did.
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