I wake up to the warmth of the sun streaming through my window, the birds chirping outside, and the soft rustle of my sheets as I shift in my sleep. My name is Dani, and I’m not like other girls. Well, not entirely. You see, I have this unique look about me; a look that’s hard to describe, but once you see it, you can’t unsee it. It’s like my features are all slightly exaggerated, like a Picasso painting. My eyes are almond-shaped and impossibly big, my lips full and pouty, and my skin flawless. It’s this look that has made me the perfect Girlfriend Experience, or G.F.E. for short.

But what really sets me apart from other girls is my job. I’m a phone sex operator. I know with my looks and my sweet disposition, I make the ultimate G.F.E. for my clients. They can talk to me about anything, and I’ll listen. I’ll empathize. I’ll make them feel wanted and desired. I’ve learned so much about them; their likes, their dislikes, their turn-ons, their deepest, darkest secrets. Sometimes at night, I lay in bed, rubbing my sweet pussy, thinking about the calls I’ll have during the day. The things they’ll say. The things I’ll do to make them feel good.

Today, though, is different. Something feels…off. I can’t quite put my finger on it. But as I lie there, I can’t help but wonder what today will bring. Will there be a client who needs me to help him through a rough patch? Or maybe someone who just wants to talk dirty? The possibilities are endless, and I can’t wait to find out.