Chapter 1
In the spring of 2012, I discovered Craigslist in a very innocuous way. I was looking for a chest of drawers, but by the end of that summer, I had discovered a whole culture of sexual desire and fantasy and fetishism. Over the next couple of years, I had met or spoken with no less than 500 "friends" as I came to think of them, all of them yearning for different types of gratification, all with needs, many of which I helped to fulfill.
Tinder would launch in the latter part of 2012 and Plenty of Fish was for the more serious dater, so where did the average guy go for a spanking, a movie theater groping or just a plain old blowjob? You guessed it, the Casual Encounters section of Craigslist and as I discovered, there were pages of new posts everyday.
It was fun to just browse through the various listings and marvel at what some guys were into. I spent several weekends laughing at some of the posts over glasses of wine with family and friends, sometimes cringing and a few times even recognizing the poster, at that time many guys actually included their faces in their dick pic posts and that always surprised me the most. Why? Because they all looked so "normal" just like any guy you might see at the grocery store or standing in line ahead of you at Starbucks. Maybe that's why I eventually started responding to some of the posts.
Initially though, I started in the Strictly Platonic section which was full of married men who's spark had died in their marriages and were looking to just have someone to talk with via email. After a few exchanges, there would be the inevitable request for a pic, followed by the innocent suggestions to meet up for coffee. I blew those off, I didn't want to meet someone's husband for coffee or for anything for that matter. There were also the guys who apparently posted because they were bored at the time so the communication always fizzled out after a day or two of emails.
The Men Seeking Women section was for the guys who said they were looking for long term relationships, but if you were responding, you had to have a big ass. If you had 'huge tits' though, you went 'to the front of the line.' You also had to be height and weight proportionate or HWP and be able to host. Host what? I thought you were looking for a long term relationship? Doesn't that mean dinner and a movie for starters?
On to the Casual Encounters section and boom! I had hit the no holds barred jackpot of sexual requests. Everything from the guys who just wanted to be watched as they pleasured themselves, (even better if they could finish on your face), to the guys who wanted a private dancer who wouldn't mind meeting in the back office of their sporting goods store and would wear a school girl outfit and had a lacy yellow thong that they could wear while you danced. I was fascinated, intrigued and then a little surprised to learn that so many of these guys would actually "donate" or pay for living out their private fantasies. That's when things really started happening for me and I began crafting a persona outside of myself, because I wasn't the type of person to reply to posts on Craigslist, but Meescha was.
