
I love watching people in the bus…
Right now I’m on a break and don’t work online anymore. I have to take care of some projects for my masters program which I’ll finish this summer and make some work papers for some colleagues that are smaller than me. Well, it’s not that I fully enjoy doing this, but it brings me some money, that I don’t do by showing off, but by using my brain.
Being online is sometimes difficult. You gotta have a pretty much joyful and accepting personality to be able to handle all that’s going on in your own free-chat. Members are demanding, because they know that in the end, you depend on them! And they do not depend on you. They can come and go as they wish. But being a model with brains, well, that’s sometimes just too hard to handle for them. Most are simple men, not very educated and rude too. Many can’t even say anything else than “show ass, pussy, clit, show milk, show lactat, show bootie” etc etc etc. And they expect you to act like a toy, just because there are girls that do it all in free-chat for a 1$ tip and don’t really think much or have any kind of respect for themselves. But that’s understandable, this job can be degrading if you can’t handle yourself and especially your member friends.
And I was asking myself… who is behind that screen? Faces change, some you never get to see or know for real – from the distance, because as for real life, well, that might never ever happen anyway. Maybe some pretend to be stupid, but some really are so. And others just went nuts and now see no other way than to spend their fortunes on this kind of websites. As a performer, I had a vast experience with difference kinds of men. Some of them who were mentally sick indeed!
One of them confessed he can’t talk in free-chat, because he is afraid of crowds and doesn’t even like thanks giving dinner since it gathers everyone together. He told me that his psychologist told him he will never recover, and that this is due to a sad childhood. You know, it kinda amazed me, since he was afraid to get out of the house and he confessed he also isolated himself from the society on this basis. My question is: this kind of person, how does she earn her living and have enough to spend on this kind of website at least for 2-3 hours a week?… And still seem normal for the rest of the time…
Another man told me that he wanted me to stuck a chair’s leg into my… you know. I guess that says it all for most. But there’s more! After that, he wanted me to commit suicide or at least cut myself all over. Now isn’t that sick? How can we girls not go insane there under these conditions?…
I kept the best example for the last part… There was this one great member that came into my private one night… He only wanted to talk to me and kept telling me that he bought this time for me and to make me feel special and that he had not met somebody as special as myself ever since. He showed me his webcam at some point, when I decided he looked exactly like Santa Clause. The guy was 57, had a 14 yo girl and his wife had left him. Now he was searching for a mom for his girl. He had just had a second heart surgery, which he’d carefully hide from my eyes…
Second time he went private with me on the same night, he felt like having some fun and after one hour I slowly took my shirt off… The guy was pretty much happy about me and he wanted to see me as much as possible. He even gave me his daughter’s e-mail address and “she” wrote me. I figured there was something wrong since they wrote in the same manner and because of him telling me she was jealous of me because I had had all of her father’s attention, but at the same time she’d write me mails telling me she loved me.
After one week, he kept complaining about huge chest pains caused by the surgery… So one day, as he was feeling like this, he kept on asking me to get naked for him and play together. At some point I said to myself: “Why not!”, but I was worried he’d harm himself, as I felt he didn’t have much strenght… First thing next morning I find an e-mail from his daughter telling me her dad was in the hospital, in huge pain with high fever and unstable. I was so scared and felt so guilty… I couldn’t sleep for 3 nights in a row… After that, I accidentally checked the Top Members Awards on the website… And there he was on the 3rd place, even though this was a new week and he was in the hospital, supposingly not having access to the internet. I asked him what that was all about and he simply said: “A friend of mine has the password to my account and he goes online as me”. Well, isn’t that bullshit! BULL-SHIT! Come on, I mean… 1 day before he had sent a friend of his in my free chat to tell me where he was and what happened to him and this friend of his tells me he doesn’t even want to be on the website, he just sends along his friends’ message. And the next day he tells me it was this same friend who had the password to his account and that came over to tell me this stuff. Plus! I don’t believe somebody is as stupid as for letting a friend spend all of the money he has on his card or give access to his personal info on his credit card, d’oh! But members do sometimes believe that it’s impossible for models to think.
So there I was blaming myself for the death of Santa Clause. When in fact he was spending his time chatting to his new crushes. Well, it’s not jealousy, let me make this clear. It’s just the fact I hate lies and liars and people who say something but think 100% otherwise and also believe they can fool around with others’ minds and feelings and try to buy their affection and compassion. So it’s not always about the money, guys. Some performers care about their mental estate more. Because I practically asked this member to go to hell and never talk to me again even though he was always on number one in the awards… So how do people go nuts? I believe this one went nuts when his wife left him.
As for me watching people in the bus… well… There was this young couple right in front of my face and on the chair that was in front of me, there was another young man, a bit fat, but that seemed normal. The girl in the young couple could’ve been an actress, she had a very beautiful face, expressing so much tenderness and love… So I was so busy analyzing her that for a while I did not even get to see that the guy on the seat right in front of me was looking at himself in the mirror and talking to himself on a low voice. He was smiling and even tapped his own hand on the window… Why did he go nuts? Was it because he was too lonely for most of his life? Lack of confidence?… Being isolated from the others because he was fat as a kid and his colleagues would make fun of him?… I just don’t get it! Why are there so many sad people on this planet?…