2 - Watching "Sin City"

In a fit of pique over being sort of stood up by my ex for dinner (though he might also reasonably claim that it was the other way around—alas why we are no longer a couple) I did what Peaches would refer to as "fucking the pain away." This was the ad I posted on CraigsList (which was flagged and removed I might ad—I guess the idea of a woman being serious about wanting sex without a cash transaction being involved is unheard of):

Date: 2007-12-21 20:14:51

PostID: 516704432

Title: (casual encounters) Watching Sin City--Would Rather Be Sinning - w4m

Buxom, BBW, SBF seeks stimulating romp in the sheets
tonight with well spoken fella 20-40.  Have msn so we
can chat.  No msn, no nookie.

After having one guy who seemed absolutely smitten with my robust figure (those candid pics I’ve taken for this blog—well he got first peek) back out on the grounds of being weirded out by the thought of meeting and immediately having sex, I ended up having a 1^st year university type romp with a near juvenile (okay he was 24 but that’s young for me) named Christopher. It wasn’t great sex but it wasn’t any worse than pizza either. It took the edge off for a few hours and that was the point.

Now to even get to Mr. Wimp Out and Christopher took weeding through about 40 e-mails that all appeared in my in-box within minutes of posting the ad. I really thought that between black and BBW the response would not be so enthusiastic. I was honestly surprised. I’m also vaguely amused by the fact that guys sit perched on CL waiting for a woman to post something like that. Even more amused that they would back out when the opportunity presented itself—but that’s a topic for someone else’s blog.

It jump-started my thinking though on the whole phenom of the BBW and how the things play out for her in the contexts of dating and sex. I was absolutely convinced that once I sent that candid pic to Mr. Wimp Out he’d be gone in a flash—but he clearly really dug my physique—a physique I don’t remotely dig.

More on this topic in the future, but I just felt like last night’s spectacle was too weirdly relevant not to share.