What it's like to ignore fucking losers....

The phone rings as i'm sitting on my phone scrolling through my endless facebook feed. 

"Ugh, it's a useless 'man' again", I say to myself.

I pickup the phone,

"Hello?" 

I hear moaning and I know what it means. Time to put my phone down, but still on speaker phone so I can at least be entertained by the groaning from the other line. I also know it's time to grab a quick smoke, it usually is when I deal with their time. I step outside barefoot, grab a lighter, malboro cigarette, and my phone that is still making noises... and light it. Inhaling the cigarette I know this might take some time. 

"Ahhh" I say as I blow smoke into the speaker.

This seems to get him going even more, what a weirdo. It's like he enjoy just the idea of me breathing...I KNOW he does. I focus on other things, like what i'm going to do with the money being spent on me by this pathetic excuse of a man as I hardly lift a finger. Maybe a pair of black highheels. 

I think his moaning is becoming loader and loader, this usually means something even though it's been such a short amount of time. Losers like this cum so fast, it's something in their genes. 

Then I finally hear it......

"Arghhhh....thank you miss...." and I hangup.

What a way to start my day. Time to cleanse myself of his filth. 

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