craigslist

So I purchased my vacation flights for Christmas. Well, “vacation” seems like a strange word to use here as I will be flying home for Christmas – I guess you could call it a reverse-vacation… The bad part is that I am not going to be able to get back to Detroit (well, Allen Park, but the Detroit area…) this year. I believe that this will be the first time I won’t be spending Christmas with my family. Unfortunately circumstances – as the currently are – are making the trip undoable. That’s okay though … at least I’ll be getting out of California for a bit.

The “home” that I mentioned flying to is actually my house in Colorado. Granted it’s not what is usually meant by “home for the holidays”, but a more literal translation of the phrase. It’s cool though, I can spend some time with my new family (Todd) and complete a few tasks that I need to do – fun stuff like gathering documents needed for taxes and registering this car that I bought prior to the California registration expiring. It’ll also give me a chance to hit the slopes, which is cool. I haven’t gone skiing in years…

Of course going skiing might not be such a great idea for me. I’m still chugging along with absolutely no health insurance. Knowing my luck, I’ll end up breaking a vital bone or two and spend the rest of my life paying the outrageous costs of emergency medical coverage that we lowly un-insured are charged. I don’t know … I used to be rather skilled in the Alpine arts. I’m hoping that it’s like riding a bike and the techniques will quickly come back to me prior to my slamming full-speed into a tree or something. Wouldn’t want to pull the ole “Sonny Bono”…

So I went back and read some of the earlier posts on this blog – you know, back when this blog actually had a few readers – and can’t help but feel as though I have let those few readers down. It’s rather apparent to me now what used to make this blog interesting – basically sex and drugs. Well, I am sorry to inform you that the “drugs” aspect will not be returning. I quit all that since returning to the States… Don’t get me wrong here – it’s not like I am trying to say that, in the words of Mr. Garrison, “Drugs are bad…”; however, with me, I came to the conclusion that I needed to stop. My brain needed the rest…

As for the “sex” aspect, the game’s changed a bit since leaving Europe. You see, I’ve basically attempted to go straight with the romantic (well, sexual…) aspects of my life and yes, a driving force behind this decision is the fact that “sex for hire” is a bit of a more complicated task here in America. Not only that, but it is also illegal in 98% of our states. That being said, it is still obtainable…

Now anybody that knows me is well aware that my legitimate dating skills are at best sub-par. “Nonexistent” is probably a better diagnosis … although I have actually been attempting to work on them lately. Unfortunately I find myself on yet another extended business trip alone and hitting the “hot spots” as a lone individual can be difficult for even the ordinary people … suffice it to say that it’s much harder for me… Oh I have tried – lord help me, I’ve tried – and have thus far, apart from a few interesting interactions that I would never have had previous, succeeded in very little.

Once again I feel that I need to clarify my position prior to informing you exactly what I did about it – I am a guy. Also, as I have made perfectly clear in my postings from Europe, I am rather fond of sex. Not that I’m any good at obtaining it, but I sure as hell am fond of it… What does one, such as myself, do when confronted with a conundrum such as this? One word – “craigslist”.

I believe that I have already mentioned that you can find anything on craigslist – and I do mean “anything”… As a case in point, there are “escorts” listed on craigslist that, for a price, will gladly spend some time with a guy as a companion. Do I recommend utilizing these services? Hell no, but I seem to have a hard time when it comes to following my own recommendations. I have, since heading out to California, purchased these “escort” services – twice in fact… Am I proud of this? Nope … but it’s been a while for me and, being that I don’t have much else to do in my free-time out here, I figured I’d give it a try… I met up with Summer at a La Quinta hotel…

There are several codes that you need to be aware of whilst browsing the escorts listed. The main one (apart from making sure that it is a w4m – woman for man – as opposed to something that you might not want … beware of the Crying Game…) is whether the escort is offering incall or outcall services. An incall is a service where the customer needs to meet the escort somewhere (it was a hotel room with Summer) and an outcall is where the escort will travel to the customer’s location. It seems that a majority of the women offer either and just put a bit of a premium on the cost of outcall service. Some, however, don’t – as I found with Summer – she only offered incall service…

When I headed out to the address that Summer gave me on the phone, I actually wasn’t aware that I was heading to a hotel room. Seems like it would have simplified things a bit if she had told me, but maybe she just assumed I would have known. But I didn’t know and was actually assuming that I was heading to her house (or apartment) and drove directly past the La Quinta. Ends up I had to call her for clarification before she told me that it was a hotel room. We finally got the directions figured out and I headed into the La Quinta parking lot and drove around to the back. She said that she would come out and meet me…

I was a bit shocked when I saw her. She was young (her posting was claiming 19) but that was expected. The unexpected aspect was that she was pregnant. And I’m not just talking a “little” pregnant … I found out upon speaking with her that she was 7 months pregnant! Oh well, that was an interesting twist. I can now add “pregnant” to the varieties of women that I’ve had sex with…

I’m not going to get into the details of our encounter as I have in the past. There’s really nothing new here anyway (except for the bun in the oven aspect…). She had her rules – no mouth kissing and no cunnilingus – and protection was mandatory (and I had no problem with that…). I suppose the good news for me was that my ED is gone. All in all it was an interesting way to pass some time (about an hour, but I wasn’t keeping track…) and that’s really all I have to say about that.

In fact, that’s basically all I have to say for today. I’ll probably get around to posting the story about my other venture into the craigslist’s “services –erotic” realm although I doubt that there will be any more. It’s much more expensive here in the States and not really worth the risk… I think I’m better off sticking to my plan of going legit, right…?

bis später,

Coriolis