As I noted earlier:
Specializing in Fetish/Kink/FemDom — Fantasy Phone Sex, I have to admit that Mr. Vanilla is not my typical client.
Despite the above statement, Mr. Vanilla has now joined that ever-evolving elite group here at Zen Fetish, my highly-coveted Savant Collection. Think of him as a unicorn among thoroughbreds, The Thing amidst the Fantastic Four, or even a highly-evolved republican among democrats. Because he is all of this and much more. Grouse if you will — Mr. Vanilla is highly regarded by this webmistress and is here to stay.
So…I finally got around to sitting down with Mr. V for the promised interview. And guess what? He was quite the slippery one. Just see for yourself:
Angela: Well, Mr. Vanilla, people seem interested in meeting you.
Vanilla Savant: Really? I’m not quite sure why. But I’m happy to work with you on an interview.
Since I kinda-sorta sprung it on you, I’m certainly glad you’re gracious enough to go along with this. Let’s start with the basics. How old are you?
Middle-aged.
(pssst: See how non-specific he is? Politely so, of course.)
Mmmm. I do like my men seasoned just so. Older men are so much better to train. Er, I meant, to play with.
Of course that’s what you meant, my love.
(pssst: See how gracious he is? Always the gentleman.)
What are your politics?
Middle-of-the-road.
Dearest Mr. Savant, we’ve had many political — shall we call them — volleys? A discussion of your politics requires more than four words, dontcha think? At least give me a sentence.
Okay. I will admit to being registered Republican, but with (at times) strong Democratic or at least Liberal leanings.
Are you wealthy?
Middle-class.
What a crock! If you are middle class, then I am Food Stamp Fannie hanging out at the soup kitchen. Try again.
Maybe some would consider me wealthy. But there are certainly many others with much more than me.
Not that many others. I’ll let it slide for now. But just you wait ’til I get you on the phone again. I am going to make you do something very naughty!
You tease me so deliciously, Miss St. Lawrence. I can hardly wait. Perhaps we should stop this interview now and have a little phone dalliance?
Not so fast, Buster. Inquiring minds are hanging on our every word! We have a responsibility to the Zen audience.
Of course. What was I thinking? Fire away.
Ok, Mr. Smarty Pants. What is your favorite sexual position?
There’s more than one?
I think you’re teasing me and the Zen readers.
Maybe a bit. But then, you were teasing me. What would you like to know?
Tell us the basics about yourself.
Married. Grown kids. A lawyer. I retired a few years ago and have been having fun exploring new careers in teaching and professional research.
And what, pray tell, brought you to me?
I was just web-cruising one night and found your website, Literate Smut. It was so different than other “phone sex” sites I’d seen: Sophisticated, creative. I was intrigued. Who was the woman behind all of this? So I listened to one of your audio recordings. Very sexy! I left you a five star review, to which you sent a very nice Thank You with an invitation to talk. As I recall, I was a bit nervous.
And then what did you do?
Before making an actual direct call, I decided to listen to another of your recordings. As both of us know and will never forget, I reviewed it with four stars which I thought was pretty good.
Did I agree with you? Did I think four stars was pretty good?
You certainly didn’t and had no problem telling me so. You came at me with a furious email. I was really surprised. My first experience of submissiveness in your presence, I guess.
Did I scare you?
Actually, you did. At least a little bit. But I did email you back with my reasoning.
I remember. You were very polite about the whole thing. And then we started talking. On the Phone, Finally!
Yes. And I got to know what a wonderful conversationalist and companion you are. So for a few years now, we’ve been chatting.
Chatting about …?
Your life. My life. Movies. Politics. What do friends talk about? Or, in the case of politics, what do friends argue about? Literature. Your poetry, which I think is incredible.
(pssst: He thinks my poetry is incredible!)
No phone sex?
Of course there is phone sex. Delicious phone sex. And you really have expanded my horizons quite a bit, which has been exciting and, well, a lot of fun, too. What impresses me is your ability to listen, to build a fantasy around where I am, but to take it just a bit further than I might have suggested, so that I feel totally safe but thrilled by being in new territory. That’s a gift to me every time.
Beloved Savant, your ability to go with me wherever I take you has been your gift to both of us. I have loved and continue to love ever minute of it. But what about other PSOs? Have you ever called any other PSOs?
There are only two occasions when this has happened. The first time was when we were still getting to know each other. You urged me to try others. I think your exact words were, “If you can’t cheat with phonesex, that’s pretty sad.” So I did. But I ran back to you quickly. The experience was horrid. I told you then that it was the best PR you could have given yourself.
I remember that. You were pretty funny. But, in defense of other PSOs, you really didn’t try that hard. What is the second occasion?
When you’ve asked me to help out a friend of yours. Which is typical of your generosity, Angie. You really look out for your peers. It is amazing. Other than that, I really haven’t. I’ve been so satisfied with our calls that there hasn’t been any reason to try to meet someone else.
You show up (under your online name) at this blog quite often. Why do you spend time here?
In a way, it lets me continue the conversation when you and I aren’t on the phone together. Plus Zen Fetish is turning out to be pretty interesting reading; I love the variety of things that you post, and I’m beginning to appreciate your other fans. They always have something intelligent and interesting to say. I’m sometimes a bit jealous of their special relationships with you, of course, but I also have come to respect them. They all show great taste in women, for example!
(pssst: See how charming he is?)
Have you any suggestions for other “fans?â€Â
I think your clients end up being a self-selecting bunch. Someone really crass or rude probably won’t appreciate your subtlety or intelligence and will move on. So your regulars don’t need any advice from me. Except, maybe, not to leave a four-star review!
Any requests of me?
Do I have to be “Mr. Vanilla†forever?
Ah, Mr. V, you’re such a cute savant. Just stay the way that you are. I promise to take you out to play (on the wrong side of the tracks — where the wild things are) lots and lots. Besides, you’re so cute when you squirm.
If you say so. I will trust you. You’ve never let me down yet.
Ok, before we end this, you know I am linking to a charity with each entry throughout the holidays. I want you and our readers to know that today’s charity is First Book. Do you want to tell the readers why?
Wow! Well, I guess it’s because I donated to this charity in memory of your brother, because you and I both so deeply believe in the importance of books and reading and writing.
Yes. It is a lovely charity. Thank you.
And now, my Vanilla Savant, let’s see if our readers have any questions for you, shall we?
Oh no!
Oh, yes!
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