I can't see any readers if I want to remain anonymous

That is probably the most common thing I say in emails. I really wish I didn't have to say it since we could really use the business, but I need to protect myself. Most guys are cool with it, but then there are some of my more zealous fans who try flattery, bribery and on the rare occasion cajolery to get me to change my mind.

I think the most imaginative idea was a private limo to take me to a hotel where my prospective customer would be waiting blindfolded. He would never see me and I would get to practice my craft in total anonymity. Hmmmmm... the blindfolded option. I can see it now... blindfolds, scented candles, feathers, soft music.

But I digress.

This brings me to my most insistent of fans. The guys who just won't take no for an answer. They beg. They lie. They threaten. I'm used to it. There's just something amusing about a guy threatening to call the cops, or out me over the internet. Heck, one guy said that if I saw him as a customer, he would protect me from all the other nutcases who were threatening me. Now that's original.

So when my Techno-Nerd Velma told me that someone was trying to post addresses where they might find me, she took matters into her own hands and deleted them. The way I see it, it's probably best if I don't show any addresses for any place around here. This is the dilemma...

Let's say someone actually figures out where I am and gives out the real address. There might be an increase in business, but more likely there will be some very nice men in crisp, clean uniforms asking me to explain this written journal documenting several years worth of prosecutable offenses.

Now let's say someone posts the address for another business. Do I care? Our competitor gets more customers. But chances are some unsuspecting girls are going to end up getting harassed too. So it ends up being a lose-lose for everyone.

The truth is that since I've started this blog, lots of guys have now found me. At this point I probably get 1 or 2 guys a month that ask if I am or know CJ. And I tell them what I tell everyone else... "What the heck are you talking about?" And I can say that here because chances are that's what girls all over the valley are saying every day.

So I'm going to let Velma keep an eye on the blog and maybe even turn off the comments feature for now. Sorry about that guys. I really want some of this drama to end so I can get back to some good old fashioned tales of perversion!

CJ