Thursday, September 13, 2007 @ 12:11 am

A Few Good Men/Calls/Comments

Arg. I know what this post is suppose to be - really I do. I had it all planned in my head and I was going to write it down and it was going to look really pretty and then I was going to go to bed and put in “The Big Chill” and watch it because I remember catching some of it on tv not so long ago and wanted to see the whole thing. It looks like a sort of St. Elmos Fire for people over 40. Anyways … I had plans. Honestly I did. But when I started looking at my feedback that I was going to feature in this post - again I felt like … ugh. How can I just pick and choose some feedback and leave the others? It just doesn’t seem fair somehow and I’m too much of a pleaser that the thought of insulting someone or not mentioning someone that “deserves” to be mentioned bothers the hell out of me. I’d rather not thank anyone (lol!) or thank people privately. So that is what I’m going to do. I’m going to start sending out little notes privately - fuck it. *wink*. And in here I’ll just mention a few from time to time. That is my decision - and hopefully I won’t have to start another post off this way again. (I noticed that every time it comes time to do this I have a paragraph of disclosures before I begin. I’m annoyed with myself even if no one else is… blah).

So I have made a decision. But first let me explain. LOL! It’s not a disclosure - it’s just the full story… you’ll see.

So one day last week I was minding my own business when suddenly I received a call. Now this call was like no other. The fantasy was just wild - and purrfectly relayed to me by a very special young man. :) I listened, I absorbed and then I went to “work”. We played and I totally started getting into his fantasy and I realized how much fun I was having and then *tear* it ended. My caller thanked me and told me that he would leave me great feedback and I replied to him that if he called back that would be the best feedback ever. Honestly - I still stand by that, by the way. :) Well a few days later I saw this feedback from Catwoman fan:

Uhhh-myyyy-gddd! Wow. If you like detailed advice from a younger perspective . . . GO Elsewhere (she’s mine!).

LOL! How absofrickenlutely adorable is that?! I literally laughed out loud when I read that. Especially the Uhhh myyy gddd part. So totally me. See? totally! So to my catwoman fan: It was easy as pie being wonderful for you. You are purrfectly purrfect in every way and your fantasy is just so much fun for me to do. I’m glad we met - and I’m glad that you called me back tonight - and I’m glad that you went ahead and left me feedback because it made me laugh and smile and remember what a great time we had. Thank you so much, dahlinnnnng!

During the same time period - and it might have been the same evening - I received an email. Now even though I suggest that people email me with their fantasy requests if they are nervous and feel there are too many details and want me to get it “just right” - I sometimes fear that it’s a ploy that some customers use to get some free “advice” or whatever. But this email seemed to be written directly to me - it wasn’t a form letter like many of the letters I receive from potential clients. You know the kind: Dear Advisor Of NF. I love your listing! blah blah blah… Form letters just scream “form letter” and no girl wants to feel like someone is just going down the line cutting and pasting and who ever responds is the lucky recipient. IF they call at all that is. So just a quick note of advice before I get back to my feedback (lol) - at least put in the advisors name. If you said, “Dear CeCe. I Love your listing!” and copy paste everything else I at least know you took the time to write Dear CeCe if nothing else, right? Ok… so back to the email. It was long - and detailed - and I thought as I read it - okay - let me tell the gentleman that I will do his fantasy and see if he actually calls me back. Well hells bells he did. And this is what he said. :) :

One of the best role players on NF! Thanks for reading my e-mail and paying attention to all the details!

Confession? Role play gives me a taste of the actress that I secretly always wanted to be. LOL! Seriously. I take my roles seriously. If I get a request for something I’m not certain about I’ll be googling it before you call me up. If I get some specifics about costumes or nails or hair or boob size or whatever - I’m a google freak. I want to get your fantasy right. It makes me happy to make you happy. I love hearing from people, like you Mike, that tell me that you got exactly what you needed and it went exactly how you had planned. I know that when it’s in your head it’s in your head in a specific way. I want to honor that and give life to your fantasies and you know … do them justice. So I’m glad that I was able to do that for you and the you had a great time and great call. Thank you for the sweet feedback.

Before I call it a night because it is late… wait… I have 2 more things to talk about. Darn. This is longer than I thought it was going to be. Anyways - one more “shout out” - and that goes to Mr. Birthday Boy. I’m so sorry I missed it, hun, but I’m sending along a little something for you anyways. Hopefully you’ll accept my apologies - at the time I was going to write myself a reminder and I forgot to write myself a do not forget note about it. Did you follow that? Good! :)

Happy Belated Bday Sweetie Pie Sugar Bunch. :) I’m sorry I missed it - I hope you had a great day and that you got spoiled and got to eat yummy cake and pizza. I also hope your friends didn’t make you wear goofy hats and that you got great presents and didn’t need to return anything. This is what the belated bday boy said to me in his recent feedback:

spent way more on this call then I should have, but it was the best I ever had on here, and I got addicted! It was my birthday present to myself. (Even though my birthday isn’t for four days!)

Happy Happy Bday!!!! I know that you also left additional feedback about me being patient and stuff and I told you then and I’ll tell you now - don’t worry about how long or if it should be longer or whatever. Just relax when you’re with me and know that you aren’t “bothering” me and I’m not frustrated. I just wanted to make sure you had a great time and that it wasn’t too frustrating for you. Know what I mean? If you’re happy then I’m happier. Customers really do “come” first here, you know. :)

So there you have it. My little shout outs. These are so random and I’ll probably not get around to doing them again for another month - but I did want to take a moment (again) to thank everyone I mentioned - and everyone I didn’t mention that are die hards and know me better than my own momma right about now!! You all make “flirting” so much fun!

Ok - let’s tie this up, shall we? I got a B on my math quiz. I should have gotten an A - but I made some really silly mistakes and lost 3 points. My teacher hi fived me after my performance. On the quiz, people! Shesh. It was easier than I thought it was going to be. I thought that it was going to have all kinds of geometry questions from the first chapter but he ignored all that stuff - thank God. Ok - the rest of my classes are good. I think I’m going to start writing about the girl and the internet job… whose father is a Pastor. a sort of Cumming of age story, so to speak. *wink* I can’t believe the weekend is almost here already - and Jackson is trying my patience. I still love him - even more today than I did yesterday - but he’s testing his momma something fierce. Remind me to tell you about the puppy pad disaster on another day because if I start talking about it I’ll talk about it for the next hour and a half. I found some really delicious treats for him at PetSmart today and as a result I ruined his dinner. I’m almost embarrassed to say this out loud - but I really think that I will have tasted at least one item of Jackson’s food before the end of the month. I’m just curious and it smells fabulous those pupparoni sticks. Yum my.

I’m losing it and going to bed to retrieve it. :) Night.


4 Comments »

Comment by tiffy

September 13, 2007 @ 4:58 am

“So that is what I’m going to do. I’m going to start sending out little notes privately - fuck it. *wink*.”

I think that’s a cool idea!

“And in here I’ll just mention a few from time to time. That is my decision”

I love it when you get bossy and all! ::tiff looks down, scuffs her Mary-Janes:: You know, um, it’s YOUR diary right? All long as you keep writing in it and taking my calls I wont complain. ::bites lip:: Well not much anyway :-)

You’re right, you don’t have ‘typical’ callers do ya? ::glances nervously at Rolf, mouths ‘Watch that one - CLOSELY!’::

“My teacher hi fived me after my performance”

Well he certainly deserved credit in that ‘B’! ::rolls eyes::

“I really think that I will have tasted at least one item of Jackson’s food before the end of the month.”

Nice try - go ahead. I’m still kissing you - LOTS.

Nice synopsis on “The Big Chill” you pegged it - LOL

Comment by Rolf

September 13, 2007 @ 5:52 am

“I’m losing it and going to bed to retrieve it.” CeCe, the only thing I’m losing after reading that post is the contents of my stomach. After thinking about you eating dog food, you can change my name from Rolf to “Raaaaallllffffffffff.”

Now, on the other hand, if you were forced to eat dog food by a “typical”caller with a “typical” fantasy (you know, like a young handsome horny neo-Nazi with Tiffy-approved jackboots who just wants to degrade you while listening to the sound of balloons popping in the background) — now that would be sexxxyyyy! Plain vanilla, I admit, but sexy.

Oh, BTW, congrats on the “B” in math. I’ve always known you were smarter than the most absolutely stupid college students taking the least difficult math classes. So please accept this high “three” from me — as you know, I lost two fingers to a cotton gin accident while growing up as a sharecropper.

Fondly,

Rolf

Comment by CeCe

September 16, 2007 @ 4:47 pm

Tiffers - I know! lol. It’s my diary - my decision - but I still feel like I should get a clear “ok” from my readers before I go on and do something. LOL. I can’t help it. Do I really sound bossy? Bossy with high heel shoes and stockings with the seam running down the back smoking a cigarette with a long cigarette holder bossy? :) *tucks that away for another day*

Rolf Your comments should come with a warning. Do not eat or drink before reading these comments. High 3? Oh my gosh. I peed in my panties just a little bit. Pup-aroni is not alpo. It’s these little pepperoni sticks, I swear. Jack will do anything for them (except remove my flesh from his teeth… well - actually he’ll do that if it means he can go right back to it when the treats are finished.) They smell DELICIOUS. And I can’t help but think if it smells like that - then hey - it must taste really good. The ONLY thing that prevents me from trying (cuz no one would know if I did… right?) is the experience I had with vanilla that one time. Imitation Vanilla. That stuff tastes HORRID. Bleck. So using my scientific method and my faulty logic I am guessing that there are other things that SMELL delicious but taste horrible. And you didn’t think I was learning a damn thing in Biology.

CeCe

Comment by tiffy

September 17, 2007 @ 8:56 am

“Bossy with high heel shoes and stockings with the seam running down the back smoking a cigarette with a long cigarette holder bossy?”

Hardened dick Tiffany Tiffers suspiciously eyes the beautiful dame from under her fedora as she enters the office. Thinking to herself, “Oh this one looks like trouble!” she buzzes her secretary Rolf and says, “Hold all my calls.”

In one fluid motion she knocks back the slug of whiskey sitting in a grimy glass while drawing a well used forty-five from her shoulder holster. Motioning for the mysterious dame to hoist her skirt she says, “Convince me you’re not wearing a gat strapped high on your inner thigh, schweetheart!”

Insolently the broad slowly lifts her skirt while locking eyes with Tiffers.

Intently watching the skirts progress with her peripheral vision Tiffany says, “So why do you think you need a hardened dick Schweet … WHERE DID YOU GET THOSE PANTIES?!!!”

::Tiffy tucks that one away :-) ::

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