This summer has been utterly brutal to me. I was forced to take a break from blogging, phone sex, videos and webcamming. I live in an old apartment building with horrible electrical issues (A.C.'s aren't a feasible option) so unfortunately until I move, sex work is not something I can explore during the summer season. That's not to say I wasn't horny. I was totally wet and ready to play most nights. Just too damn hot to even perform.
In fact, the one call I did manage to take; in the middle of our conversation I began fanning myself with a piece of paper and praying he didn't hear it. Sure enough, he did. He asked what that airing noise was, and I couldn't lie to him. I finally admitted I was hot and bothered and in desperate need of a paper fan. We laughed it off but I immediately stopped. After that I decided that as long as I was going to be living in this building, I wouldn't be able to not work my precious hobby.
But, now that the temperature is whining down, I'm excited to get back out there and enjoy myself. They say when you do what you love it simply doesn't feel like you're working at all. In this case, that is certainly true. Unless it's the summer time in my hot ass apartment. Then it's a hard pass!
Cheers guys. And thanks for all of your support!
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