It seemed my choice of words in the ad struck a chord among the lesbian community in Raleigh. After a week of running, I garnered three responses. Since this was so new to me, I decided to meet all three of them.
I had no idea the lesbian community was so diverse in Raleigh. There was Ray, short for Raquel, a 21-year old, who stood about 5’4”, had more tattoos than your average biker, and gold fronts on her teeth which spelled out the word P-I-M-P. She worked at a garage on Blount Street and, while there is nothing wrong with an honest day’s work for an honest day pay, I am going to need you to wash your hands and suck on a breath mint before you meet me. I was polite during a short conversation over coffee at the pancake restaurant around the corner from her shop, but after she spent the
