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Friday - December 14, 2001
Screamers


It occurred to me today that I forgot an entire genre of john. The Screamer. 

The screamers are an odd breed. What sets them apart is that they really get off on hearing a phone slut moan and groan and scream like she's being fucked brutal and hard-core. 

That isn't to say that most johns don't like this element - they certainly do - but most johns want to hear some nasty talk, a fantasy or story about some wicked little tryst, or SOMETHING other than the panting and growling. 

Screamers just want to hear you cum. They want you to take a long time to get there, too - which plays utter friggin` havoc on your throat. 

Most of you - like me - probably speak differently on the phone than you do when just kicking back. You might have a "business voice" which is different from your "mommy voice" etc. Well, it's my job to have a phone slut voice - soft, sultry, teasing, and many other adjectives. 

A screamer who talks long enough can rob your throat raw and leave you hoarse. These are probably the main type of john you don't want as a regular - they're just too much maintenance. 

Naturally there are tricks and cheats and good luck. Sometimes you can get away with moaning that doesn't take such a toll. Sometimes you can just pant or breathe hot and they'll go for it. Sometimes they're the last call of the night anyway. And, sometimes you just have to tell the dispatcher to give you a half hour so you can down something soothing for your throat. 

Hazards of the trade. I wonder if straining yourself from too many screamer calls in one day can make a phone slut eligible for workman's comp ;-).





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