Accidental Encounter

The Set Up

The following conversation takes place between two strangers over the telephone lines spanning a distance of nearly 2000 miles. Sarah Langford is a new call center employee at 1-866-Hot SEXT where she makes $10.00 an hour plus 25% of all proceeds if she keeps her callers on the line more than five minutes. Sarah has a Masters Degree in Clinical Psychology from University of Virginia. When she lost her position at NYU as a drug and alcohol counselor, Sarah was forced to take this job in order to pay her expensive rent in the Williamsburg area of Brooklyn. Like the other 16 people in her hiring group, Sarah completed a 6-week training program in New York City, where she lives and is about to take her first caller. The concept had seemed fairly simple; keep the caller on the line as long as possible and make a “date” for a next call. Easy. But now that the phone is ringing, Sarah is feeling worse and worse about what she is about to do and not feeling very confident that she can pull it off.

Mark England lives in Northridge, California where he teaches Physical Education to 11th grade boys
in a suburban public high school. He is about to make his first call to 1-800-Hot-Sext and has no expectations or real interest in conducting a phone sex conversation.

The Call

Hello. This is Ginger. How would you like to get off tonight?

Seriously? That’s how you start the conversation? What’s next, are you going to ask me what I’m wearing?

Would you like to tell me what you are wearing?

Oh please.

Would you like to know what I am wearing?

No. I’m sure you’d be lying anyway.

Would you like to tell me what you are hoping for tonight?

What am I hoping for? World peace. The Lakers to win the tournament. Maybe a new knee… Can you help me with any of those Darling?

No. But I can give you a break from reality for a few minutes if you’d like.

What makes you think I need a break from reality?

Well, you did actually make this call and I am assuming no one forced you into it.

Don’t you have a smart mouth. But you are correct and I am sorry for being rude. How much money am I in for at this point?

About $25. You’re a strange one, aren’t you?

You say that like it’s a bad thing. I’d rather be strange, unique is a better word, than little miss predictable.

Predictable? Are you saying I’m  predictable?

You did start a phone sex call with “how would you like to get off tonight”…

Not my best moment I agree. (giggles softly). I’m a little nervous. This is my first time as a phone sex operator.

Laughs harshly. A poor smuck, that would be me, calls a sex line and gets a novice, a Nervous-Nelly, that would be you,. My luck!

May I ask your name?

Why? Do you want to meet me for coffee?

Well, it would help if I knew what to call you. As I mentioned when I answered, my name is Ginger.

Predictable.

What shall I call you? I can think of a few adjectives right now so you better come up with something or you won’t like my next words.

(Laughs for the first time – a gentle, kind-hearted laugh). Mark. My name is Mark.

Okay Mark. Really, why did you call me tonight?

I’m not sure. This was the last phone number on my exwife’s cell phone. She left me six months ago and when I was going through the credit card and phone bills, this phone number showed up over a hundred times. 

Silence

Ginger, are you still there?

Yes Mark. I’m sorry. It wasn’t me you know.

I gathered that much. Being that this is your first time and all. I’ve dialed this number a million times since then and this is the first time I didn’t hang up.

I’m glad you didn’t.

I bet. You’re on commission, right?

Yes. But that isn’t why. I think it’s good that I answered the phone when you called, that’s all I mean. You know how this line works, right? You get to make a choice when you call, you know, for what you are looking for.

Yeah, yeah. Women, Men, Transgender, Gay, Straight. I chose Women.

And you got me.

Yes, Ginger. I got you. So I keep wondering, why was she calling this line. You know, what was I not giving her that she needed to pay someone else for?

Mark, you know it doesn’t work like that. She may have just been curious or, don’t take this the wrong way, bored.

Ginger, if your job is to make me feel good, you aren’t being successful. It’s just that I don’t know the woman who made those calls – not MY wife, not the woman I thought she was. So it makes me wonder what else I was missing. But that’s a conversation for a different kind of professional I guess. So bascially I am holding her to paying these bills and I want to leave her with one last doozy...That’s where you come in.

So you’d like us to spend a good long time on this line NOT talking about sex? 

That’s right.

Well Mark, you did make the call We could have a REAL conversation. Obviously I could use the practice.

Sorry Ging, but it’s just not my thing.

What is your thing, Mark?

Long pause. I miss kissing. I enjoy a good long kiss.

Tell me about the best kiss you’ve ever had.

Goes back a while I think. Let me see, Laura Jean Salsberry. 10th grade, behind the bleachers after a football game.

Oh, you played football. I’m guessing Laura Jean Salsberry was a cheerleader?

Not even close. She played the flute in the high school band. She was still wearing her band uniform with that silly hat with the strap under her chin. So Hot. Flute players make the best kissers.

Laughs. Really now. How many flute players have you kissed?

Just one. But Damn that girl could kiss. Soft lips that brushed against my nose because she missed my mouth the first time.

Because of the hat?

No. She was nervous. Like you Ging. It was her first time too.

My name isn’t Ginger.

So surprised! Predictable.

It’s Sarah.

Well thank you Sarah. It’s nice to meet you.

The kiss. Continue.

Oh yes, the kiss. When she finally found my mouth it was like pure milk chocolate. So soft and slow and full of heat and, (pause) excitement. She was so anxious.

Anxious?

Yeah, you know, in anticipation. When I put the tip of my tongue on her bottom lip she made this sound, surprise, almost fear, but not quite. Such a sexy little sound.

Sounds nice.

Very nice.

So you like to kiss flute players. What else do you like Mark?

Holding hands.

Cuffed or fingers crossed?

Fingers crossed. Much more intimate.

I agree.

I like when you are holding hands with a person and they take one finger and brush it against your palm.

Oooo. I like that as well. Very sensual.

But not overt, unexpected and innocent.

Right. Like the kiss on the nose.

Yes – just like the kiss on the nose. Holding hands is the first indicator of how good a lover she’ll be.

Wait – what?

Sure – if she holds on tightly, she’ll be aggressive and eager. If she’s tentative she may be shy and less likely to take charge.

And do you like it when she takes charge, Mark?

Oh Sarah, you are a naughty girl.

Well, do you?

Yes, sometimes I do. I like it when she’s as into it as I am – not afraid to get what she wants.

I see.

Are you judging me, Sarah?

Not at all. Just wondering. Was Laura Jean a shy hand holder or a tight hand holder?

Tight. Laura Jean was a very tight hand holder.

And did your little theory play out?

Never found out. Her family moved away that summer and I never saw her again.

Too bad.

Yes, very sad.

You are up to $100 now Mark.

Good. Go on. I haven’t “gotten off” yet Sarah.

Now who’s naughty?

Laughs. Not like that. I am enjoying our conversation and I don’t want to get off the phone.

That’s right – you aren’t into sex.

I DID NOT SAY THAT! I am very into sex – I just prefer my partners to be with me in the same room.

But think about it Mark. I can look however you want me to look and do whatever you would like me to do, no judgment.

So am I talking to Ginger again?

Sorry, but I have a script I’m supposed to follow.

Right – the script. Read me some of the script.

Well, I’m supposed to tell you to cut out the lights and go find some candles and light them.

So I can burn down my house? Oh, I get it. Takes time and time is money.

Right. Then I’m supposed to tell you to draw a warm bath and put some bubbles in it.

But won’t I drown what-with the lights out and all?

Mark, take off your clothes. Slowly, once piece at a time.

So now I am naked, running around in the dark with a tub of hot water. Ginger/Sarah you are a danger to society.

They both laugh.

Mark, do you want me to continue or not?

Yes, very much so. This is entertaining.

Are your clothes off?

They were never on.

Nice one Mark. Now slide into the tub and make sure there’s room for me.

Sorry Ging, I’m 6’4” and there’s not even room for me.

I am surprised. I didn’t picture you, being that tall.

Yep. Size 14 shoe and you know what that means.

That means I have found a place for me to be in the tub.

Well done Ging!

Now I am going to tell you about my bra. It’s black and has just enough lace to cover my rather hard nipples.

Okay – I can work with that.

And I am taking off my little black skirt.

Wait, you have on a black skirt and it’s 2:00a.m.? Really Sarah?

Giggles. No – not really. It’s a script.

What do you really have on?

Jogging bra and cut offs.

Damn. That is sexy. That is very sexy Sarah.

Want to know something else Mark? Something even hotter than that?

Yes Sarah. I do. Script or off script?

Off script.

Ready!

I played the flute in high school.

Oh, Oh, OOOOHHHH SARAH...

Happy Ending

Result

Sarah went on to make a good living as a sex operator for another 6 months. Her contract at NYU was finally renewed and she is now enjoying a successful and happy counseling career and still living in Brooklyn.

Mark never called the 1-866- HOTSEXT line again. But he often thinks of Sarah and how she turned a rather unpleasant finding into a pleasurable experience. His ex-wife eventually paid the credit card bill and was furious at the $250 call made AFTER she had moved out that included a $100 tip.

The End

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