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though. I'm glad I got out of my small town and get to
experience New York.
    I've thought about taking Caleb up on the offer now,
but he's been so great and he's proud of how hard I work, so I
would feel like I let him down in some way if I asked him to pay it
all now. My dream of going back to school will just have to wait,
but I don't want Caleb to know that. It's why I've told him over
and over again that giving up school was what I wanted and that
when we get married one day, being a housewife will be satisfying
for me.
    That statement is probably true for many women all
around the world. Being a housewife is a hard job with many
rewards; it's just not what I want. It won't satisfy me. Telling
Caleb it's what I want is one of the few small lies I've told him
over the years. I gave up everything I ever wanted to move to New
York and be with him as he followed his dreams.
    Including my dignity.
    "You like that big boy," I say huskily into the
phone. "Are you hard, baby? Do you want to spank it against my
lips?" The voice on the other end of the line responds back with
something vulgar and demeaning. I swallow my disgust and in my most
sultry voice I moan into the phone , "Oh, yes...right there."
    The microwave beeps and I pull my dinner out and take
a bite, moaning for real this time as the tender, juicy chicken
satiates my hunger. The man on the other end of the phone thinks
I'm moaning for him and then he grunts. I know he's probably coming
all over himself, wherever he is.
    Wanting to end the call now that he's finished I say
quickly, "That's good, baby. Go clean yourself up and I'll talk to
you another night." I tap my phone to end the call and let out a
huge sigh of relief because my last call of the night is over. No
matter how many times I make and receive those calls, it never gets
easier. I feel dirty and cheap and want to take a nice, long shower
when it's over. The only good thin g about being a PSO is the paychecks I get every
week offset the funds I need after getting paid from my honorable
jobs.
    That's right, I'm a phone sex operator at night.
    Caleb would flip his shit if he knew.
    I brought it up once, asking him what he thought of
the women who work for Forbidden Desires, Inc., and he had only
nice things to say. He believes that anyone trying to work to make
money to live is doing okay in his book. I jokingly asked what he'd
think if I started working there, and after a moment of hesitation,
he said if I wanted to work there he'd support my decision.
    That moment of hesitation was all I need ed to know that he wouldn't be okay
with it...so I withhold it from him.
    It's easy to hide this third job from him on nights
he works late. He usually doesn't come in until one or two in the
morning and by then I'm done with my calls. On nights he's home
it's a different story. We go to bed together and I feign sleep,
waiting for the moment I hear his soft, subtle snoring and then I
crawl out of bed, tiptoeing out of the room so he doesn't hear me.
On those nights I make my phone calls out in the living room and
pray he doesn't wake up.
    I tried to earn money the respectable way, I really
did, but my coffee house job and dog walking in the late mornings
and early afternoons just isn't enough to pay the bills. This isn't
where I thought I'd be at twenty-five. I thought my life would turn
out differently, but I'm looking at this as short - term. I can get over how much I dislike
being a PSO if it's only going to be for a short time.
    Becoming a phone sex operator was a lot easier than
you might think, not that I was seeking this job out. Noah has
owned Forbidden Desires, Inc. for several years since inheriting
it. He owns a successful bar with a club in the back that's
considered one of the hottest spots in New York and has some of the
classiest strippers. He has a legitimate escort service, a webcam
series, a dance studio that teaches pole dancing and a class in the
art of seduction.
    Forbidden Desires, Inc. has it