THE STRANGE FOLKS ON CRAIGSLIST

“No one has more crazy Craigslist stories than Alexa. She’s seen it all!”

“I have, it’s true,” says Alexa and her full, pouty lips turn into a bright smile. Twelve bi and bi-friendly girls are eating brunch in Los Angeles, sharing stories, questions and concerns about bisexuality. Alexa is a fiercely beautiful Asian interior designer and an experienced bi-girl. “Where do I begin?”

“Tell them about the dominatrix,” Alexa’s friend Jenna says.

“Okay, but this is a really wild story, so fasten your seatbelt, girls. I posted an ad on Craigslist seeking a couple. Of course I got hundreds of responses to the post.”

“How many pictures of male genitalia did you get,” I ask, and the table laughs.

“Too many! And hairy pics, too. Yuck! Right away one couple sends me a proposition. She is an obese woman and he’s an older white guy and they are both into S&M and domination and that kind of stuff. They explain to me that they aren’t looking for a casual hook-up; they are seeking a girl to join their family.” The girls look at each other and look back at Alexa. “Yes, they wanted me to become a member of their S&M family.”

“They gave you this tantalizing offer through email?”

“Yes! They didn’t even need to meet me to tell me that they already have a child, so if I have children or want children in the future, they are welcome to join the family, too!”

“Would the kids dress in latex,” one girl jokes and the table fills with laughter again.

“I didn’t write back to find out.” Alexa is animated and enjoys holding the floor. “Shortly after this little strange exchange, another girl and I start emailing through Craigslist and we make a date to meet for dinner. And, of course, it’s LA and there’s a ton of traffic so I am running fifteen minutes late. So, I pick up my cell to call her and let her know I’m going to be late, like normal people do…”

“I always call the person if I’m running late,” Jenna chimes in. “It’s just considerate.”

“Right,” says Alexa. “So, I call her and she says she’s already left the restaurant and is going home.”

“When you were only fifteen minutes late,” I ask.

“Only 15 minutes!” Alexa is wide-eyed and her audience is fascinated. “So I ask her, ‘Why did you leave?’ And she says, ‘I saw you come into the restaurant with a white guy and the second I saw you brought a guy, I was out of there.’ I say to her, ‘But I haven’t arrived at the restaurant yet. That’s why I’m calling you because I’m late.’ ‘Well, the girl was Asian, so I assumed it was you.’”

“That’s because we Asians all look alike, right Alexa,” Jenna winks.

“So she took off because she saw an Asian girl with a White guy enter the restaurant and didn’t even bother to check if it was you,” I ask.

“Nope. And when I asked her if she’d meet me anyway, since I had driven an hour to get there, she said, ‘No, I’m almost at my house.’” Alexa rolls her eyes. “Sometimes girls are too crazy even for me.”

“Why are there so many freaks on Craigslist,” another girl asks.

Alexa says, “I think the ratio is 20 freaks for every cool person. I’ve met some wonderful people through Craigslist — some of them are sitting at this very table! — and I’ve learned not to fear the freaks because, hey, they do make for good story telling fodder!”

More and more girls share their strange and odd experiences with Craigslist as we laugh, talk, eat and drink. Feeling safe to share the stories that normally are not told to straight friends, we talk until the restaurant reminds us others are waiting for our table.

XOXOXOXOXOXOXO
BLISS

[please note: these 2 tales were retold with the permission of the storyteller and all names have been changed]

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