Katie's Hoe

Been having a lot of fun and good conversations with my main girl lately, that being Missus Katie. For some reason we have recently found ourselves on a near constant conversational topic of "hoeing" and what it might be like. Basically - for now - we aren't talking about real life hoeing - i.e. prostitution - as we are internet hoeing.

 As the reader can imagine, these two things are quite different. One is physically dangerous, due to the asinine prohibition on prostitution in this tyrannical country, and the other is .. well, not really too dangerous, just weird. Ah, the world of internet hoeing! How much money awaits Katie and I there? How exactly does it function?

The idea we have now of how it might work is pretty simple: Katie and I  will work as a duo in order to lure men in who might have money to send us. Since I am, in fact, a man myself, with a rather deep voice at that, I will mostly just work the chat lines , and then, once the man seems rather "subdued", I will cast him off to Katie, who will suck money out of him via voice chatting. It actually doesn't seem like all that bad of an idea, and could perhaps even work. The only concern I had is one I already presented to Katie: "how can I know, for sure, that you won't X me out of the deal, once the ball gets rolling?" Katie of course swears she won't ... "I'll need you.."she tells me, "because you can tell a good tale and lure tons of them in w/ chatting... So we can work two or three guys all at the same time..." Once she put it lik this, I kind of saw what she meant. She would need me at that point, wouldn't she? I can't lie: it made me feel loved.

Alas for me I don't think this will really be too hard, especially since I actually am already halfway decent at luring and seducing men through internet chat. In truth, it's something I maybe almost even enjoy and could do for hours , even for free. Yes indeed...my gay little ass has had numerous hours long conversations with men -- many of whom were very buff and good looking -- on iPhone apps like Twitter, Tinder, OkCupid, and so on. The character i play is usually the same. Sometimes she changes...sometimes no. Usually she is always from a different city  (Atlanta, Miami, LA, and NYC being the favorites) and usually she is fairly "ghetto" sounding. She's not really "intellectual sounding" (like my real self is) , nor is she too interested in discussing literarture, history, or politcs...like my real self also is. The inner hoe in me is usually just interested in talking about S E X. Most naturally!

Katie kind of has a problem with this point though because she isn't sure that her and I would sound the same to whoever the poor victim is going to be. She agrees that the hoe character I become is definitely more 'ghetto' than any act she feels she would be able to put on. Katie, as I've written before, is from deep suburbia, and has lived there her whole life. Aside from one Lil Kim album back in the day, she has never really listened to femme hip hop ... (whereas I am infinitely familiar with this genre to a Tee)...

 Is she familiar with the city? SUre, sure. But has she ever really spoken in the city slang regularly - aside from jokes?? Nay, I do not believe she ever has. I myself , on the other hand , have esentially mastered the dialogue of the ghetto slang, just like I've "mastered" numerous other types of dialogues. Trying to write novels every day in different time periods.... it pays off!!!

Now for a little secret: Katie doesn't know it, but I have, since September, already been off to a bit of a head start on all this internet hoeing business. This is because I set up a Twitter porn account in September where I am pretending to be a very rambunctious, wild, and sexually liberated bitch. At the moment, I have nearly 400 followers, and unlike my main Twitter account, I actually did nothing to try and gain these followers, except post pornography and write lewd statuses, which they all came flying towards like gnats on shit. The accounts inbox is filled every hour, it seems, with pictures and videos of men stroking their long johns. 

A great deal of the account is dedicated to a type of cuckolding that seems to be rising rapidly in popularity on the Internet these days. It is this exact style cuckolding that my account promotes which I feel could lead to the dollars, and I feel this way because I can see, very clearly in fact, that it's already leading to the dollars for other women. They seem to get money sent to them by rich men who like to hear their stories of who they sleep with. It's really weird. AT the same time, it's not so differnt from the idea of selling a novel, is it? THink about it: People buy novels by great authors because they want to hear a great story...a story they can't find just anywhere. Well, it's the same for these men: They're just buying a type of "story" from a free spirited and highly sexual woman whose wild tales excite the hell out of them to hear. The story is not put in novel form, nor is it really written down, but its still the same concept. Stories are exciting...worth paying for.... and a part of me thinks that perhaps Katie has identified my potential "skill" at banking on this particularly odd ball market. "We shall become QUEENS...hoes...BITCHES.."

There is also another fun part of all of this that seems to be exciting Katie: It is the idea that, if we are to really pull this off, we will also, in a certain sense, be "becoming the same person", and inhabiting - at least for the males we will exploit -- the "same identity". Katie and I both find something very tantalizing bout this, and we spent the large part of today joking about how we are now "twin sisters". Not only are we twin sisters, but we also even agreed we should just start calling each other the same name. So for literally the entire day, whenever Katie wanted to get my attention, she would just call me Katie, too. I took her iPhone from her at one point and even erased my name and put it as hers. "It'll be like you're messaging yourself, get it?We are the same being now, just split into two brains and two bodies. But you are the master being...the main engine..."  I told her not to change it of course...to keep me in her phone as her name, not "mine". She said "..don't worry bitch...I Won't..." And then we were sending each other pictures (all of them of her) and we were pretending we were both the girl in the picture. Get it? So I'd go back and find a picture she sent me last winter and I'd send it and say "you think I look good here?" and she'd say "Katie baby, you look sooo amazing." It was unusually fun. It's also fun that she granted me permission to start dating app accounts pretending to be her. I've talked to a few men -whom all call me Katie--- and she wants to see the conversations. I am a bit embarassed to send them...

Oh well. IT's interesting, don't you think? Also excuse some of the caps locks typos. I am recently being forced to work on a renovated laptop I'm running off an old Linux CD-R as my main PC is busted...

Cheeeers