MvpMvp Warning about your last post
Weve all have our experiences with ''retarded woman'', but a crack/heroin addict who walks the street desperate for a trick to fund her bad habit is something else to be careful over entirely. I met the girl who you are talking about by chance one day. She was trying to talk to my friend near waffle house. I was not sure if she knew him, I assumed she did. I saw her and "thinking" like a dumbass that she was OK so I offered her a lift. She told me she just got out of jail and needed money fast. She looked like she just got out of the shower, but there was no way she could wash away what looked like open wounds like gashes on her upper forearms. She told me the day she was talking to her friend she had also just been released from jail. This conversation happened within the matter of a minute. I told her I could drop her off somewhere close by but that was it. Now from afar you would not think she was as ugly inside and out, but after a moment of being close, you KNOW you made a mistake. When I told her to leave, she refused to exit the vehicle. At first I thought she was joking but she wasn't. The moment I knew she was serious I parked and told her I was going to drag her out of the car if I had to. I opened my door to go to the passenger side to do so knowing I might have to be forceful. At that point I am vocally warning her of what I have set out to accomplish. She says ''go ahead'' and points to two people standing on the banister watching who happened to live there. She says ''those are my witnesses''. Have it your way. I get back in the car, and pull down the adjacent street and told her to get out. She refused to exit the vehicle. Up to that point I was pretty calm, but when she still refused I knew I would have to force her out. She refused and even attempted to put her legs up on the dash and window to make it harder for me to complete the mission. At this point, I knew I had to use real force to get her out, when she knew she finally understood I was not going to give her shit and she was going to lose she starts to call out for someone who is not even there. Guess she got scared. I almost forgot, when I threatened to call the police she actually told me ''please do''. As you can imagine this perplexed me, but now I see Crystal (her name) was being a hard-case. First true prick jerkoff I have ever met who is a actually a chick. I can't get into details of how I got her out, but I strongly emphasize that I had to use force to get her out. When I looked for the phone that I was trying to find and call the police on her I could not find it. I thought she stole it when she left, but, turned out it was right were it placed originally by the panel near the door. My friend chastised me later telling me he was told she is a heroin addict who often waves and yells at cars "hey you want to have some fun", even in broad daylight, because she needs a hit. Hey, don't say I didn't warn you, that's all. I'm not into SW scene there is a huge difference between a woman who is a prostitute, versus a drug addict who prostitutes to stay high.