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I got into phone sex because I thought: ‘Why not get paid for talking dirty, instead of doing it for free?’ It brings up my self-esteem up so much, knowing guys are looking at my pics and wanting to talk to me. Wanting me to take them to a whole other place, fulfilling their fantasies. Painting that picture in their mind for them.

Photographer Philip Toledano featured 30 female phone sex operators in this amazing article in Mother Jones. I chose three to show you how a good photo essay should be. Remember that years ago, some Cebu employees are calling up these operators and charging it to the government. Also that some Pinoy gays were actually call center agents for phone sex companies in the US.


I’m 60 years old, I have a BA in cultural anthropology from Columbia University, and I’ve been married for 25 years. I make twice the money I made in the corporate world. I work from home; the money transfers into my bank account daily. I’m Scheherazade: If I don’t tell stories that fascinate the pasha, he will kill me in the morning.

I was young when I started in the phone sex world. I had no choice. My grandmother had gotten sick and I needed to be able to help her, and still work and make good money. I was reading the paper looking for a night job, and I saw a job as a train conductor. I thought to myself, ‘rats!’ Then I saw an ad saying ‘Make good money as a phone sex operator,’ and well, I’m scared of rats, so ding! As a virgin, it was hard for me to talk about sex to horny men. I had to read books and watch porno films with my friends—they’d point at something on the screen and say ‘Use that in your phone calls!’