Secret Diary of a Non-Call Girl

"Secret Diary of a Call Girl," the t.v. show, is a guilty pleasure of mine. I've always wondered what'd it'd be like to get paid to have sex. I don't think I could ever do it, simply because I don't think that I could actually force myself to have sex with most of the people who would actually want/need to pay for sex. I really am too picky for that line of work. That leads to the real reason why I'm posting this entry. I'd think by now that my love of Craigslist personals would be entirely evident. Now, I've actually found a whole new reason to love them. This morning, I actually had sex with someone that I met through the ad they posted on Craigslist. Let's call him Mr. X. It was not posted in "Casual Encounters," but Mr. X was still looking for just sex, revenge sex at that. From what I can gather from the very few bare facts I was given, Mr. X's girlfriend cheated on him with someone else, prompting their break-up. He's still obsessing over it in a not-so-good way, and needed to get her out of his system. Hence the need for straight sex from a random stranger (cheaper than a prostitute, and possibly safer). Lucky for Mr. X, I was bored, and I haven't had sex in ages. I responded; we swapped emails, texts and pictures; then, we had fantastic sex this morning. His place, of course. The best part about it is that because we were both obviously in it for one reason, and one reason only, there were no awkward social niceties that we felt obligated to employ. The texts fell predominantly into the category of sexting, and, when I stepped inside his front door, we got down to business as soon as I placed my bag onto the ground. Not that Mr. X is a bad person. Rather, quite the opposite. In another life, we may have been friends, but not after meeting like this, and certainly not after having the sex we had. I am the most mentally and physically relaxed that I have been since I started law school. That alone tells me that I made the right decision to take a chance on a random, well-written Craigslist personals ad. Will it happen again, maybe. With Mr. X, I'm not holding my breath.