I just had an extraordinary conversation with a caller. I won’t discuss the details because I don’t do that. Suffice to say, it was not the *normal* conversation I would have expected on an erotic phone sex line. This call wasn’t about sex at all … or only in a tangential way. It was about connection… intimate connection between two people.
Connection and secrets.
Why are *we* so often unable or unwilling to share our *real* selves with another?
And how is it that I so enjoy you squirm during My expert cock control but must admit to having blushed in the past when having intimate and therefore *dangerous* conversations with my own lovers? <Not any more, mind you, I got tired of the boredom inherent in trite chatter and fake intimacy. >
It takes courage to let someone *know* you …. I like men with courage.
Often the men who call Me have summoned up the courage to talk with their partner about some of their sexual desires. Straight men who are crossdressers lament that the females in their life won’t even *consider* the lingerie play that sends their men into …. well, frankly, into My Domain.
I am always curious about what this phone sex experience is like for YOU. One caller recently wrote, “There was something totally erotic about starting off … feeling you trap me in panties … I was hanging on every word … your soft interrogation to get inside my head, my desires.” Yes. When you open up to Me you can experience a building toward complete release and submission to Me. I become one with the very elements that make up your body. I pulse through your body – propelled by the beating of your heart and the throbbing of your cock.
There is something *safe* about phone sex that give you permission or perhaps allows you to let go, release yourself into my care … and you ARE in MY care. Make no mistake about that. No matter what the particular sex play we’re creating …. I listen to you, really listen … listen for subtleties you don’t even know you’re communicating.
And, the particular phone call that inspired this post is an example of the care and attention you will get when you call Me. The topic was grief and loss. Shakespeare may have penned All’s Well that Ends Well …. but remember, he also pointed out the truism, “Love’s Labor Lost.” … note the lost not found.
To have something and lose it does, I think, hurt worse than not having it at all. At least at the begininning of the road back to the acknowledgement of the essential loneliness inherent in the journey of the human spirit. I’m so grateful to all of you to allow Me the privilege of walking beside you on the part of the journey that we take together. At the bare minimum, it makes for extraordinary conversations like the one I just had. Thank you Dear Man … and I send you Comfort.
Olivia 1-800-356-6169
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