It was the first night of Hanukah, and although I had plenty candles, I had forgotten to lite my Menorah. A few days ago, I had placed an ad in Craigslist, "fit attractive, 60-year-old divorced white male, seeking an attractive, intelligent, female, for safe sexual activities." I had placed some similar ads in the past and while I had received a few responses, most had turned out to be either spam, women looking to get paid, or other scams of one type or another. So, when I got a response the other day from a "32-year-old, sexy, fit, fun, Latina," I was skeptical to say the least. Why would anyone who fits that description be interested in me?
But what did I have to lose. So, I responded back and after a few more short emails back and forth she actually agreed to meet the next day after work at a nearby Starbucks. At this point in time I thought there was maybe a 10% chance she would actually show up, so the next morning when she texted me that she would have to work late and wouldn't be able to make it, I wasn't really that surprised or disappointed. She did say she would like to reschedule though, so we tentatively agreed to meet later on during the week. To up the ante so to speak, I asked if she had a picture of herself she could send and whether she could possibly describe herself a little further. This is how she responded: 5'4", 117 lbs., brown hair and eyes, perfect teeth, nice smile, stylish clothes, etc. She also sent a picture, neck down of herself on the beach in a string bikini. The woman in the picture had an almost perfect body which made me even more skeptical that she was for real, but the picture did fit the description of herself that she had given me. It really was just too good to be true.
Around dinnertime that night, I thought I would text her and see how her "late work" was going and whether perhaps she might want to talk on the phone as a prelude to our planned meeting later in the week. I told her I could also still meet her later on that night, if she was up to it, after she had finished her work. Surprisingly, she said she would give me a call in a little while, and after a few minutes my cell phone actually did ring, indicating a private number was calling. We talked on the phone a few minutes and everything seemed to be checking out, perhaps she was actually the real thing. I asked her why she responded to my ad and she said she had a fantasy about being with an older guy and wasn't really interested in getting into any kind of relationship at this time. She said she would probably be finished work around 9 pm, would contact me when she was done, and that maybe we could still actually meet that night.
Again, this was sounding too good to be true, so rather than get my hopes up I decided to just watch some TV, and when I hadn't heard from her by 1030 I gave up and went to bed. Luckily I was still awake when I finally got an email from her around 11 saying she had just finished her work reviewing documents (she had told me on the phone that she was a paralegal). She also said her back was hurting from sitting so long and she could use a massage. I told her to call me and again we talked on the phone, at which time I offered some "massage services" to help her out. After a couple of more missteps where she at first she said she wanted to meet and then how it was too cold to go out, she agreed to meet me at a nearby MacDonald's which was close by to both of us. She said if we both liked each other after meeting, she would be willing to come over, so I got out of bed, got dressed and ventured out into the cold abyss.
I was really nervous, still not expecting her to actually show, wondering whether the picture she sent was real, whether she would take a look at me and decide to go home, whether this was some kind of set up for something I could only imagine. I was actually hoping she wasn't as attractive as she described herself and how she appeared in the picture, thinking that perhaps then I would have a better chance of her actually agreeing to go home with me.
