Rain Doesn't Stop the Girls
In fact, there seemed to be nearly as many girls working during this weekend's rain that on some others day. Furthermore, they were much easier to distinguish from civilians.
I hooked up with Crystal, a 20-something brunette WSW with a little meat on her bones. She has a cute face. I found her around Berkely (give or take a block or two). Not a conversationalist, but got the job done. She said she didn't want to go far, but I continued with my plan. I was a little turned off by the fact that she disclosed that she delivers funds to her BF in jail. While I realize that our money goes to destinations other than higher education, I prefer if we keep the fantasy alive.
The previous day, I met Jaime (WSW with reddish brown hair) around Pine Street. Jaime could possibly be my ATF of Camden. She's a little older than some others, but she's really fun to talk to, and is good at what she does. She has a bangin' set of legs, and looked great strolling in her black skirt (with no panties, as a bonus, which she proudly showcased nearly immediately after entering my car). Allowed no digit insertion into pussy, but showed it off for me. Tits are very nice for someone with several kids. She even poured some milk for me...hope her kid doesn't starve...lol.
I was lucky to get Jaime, as I suspect she doesn't last long once she's out. I made a comment to her on the way back, saying that I didn't think I would get around block in time to get her, as I suspected she was typically gone in less than 10 blocks. She responded saying that it usually doesn't take even that long, and I believe her. I shouldn't taken her to a notel.
Both girls quickly asked the what/how much/where questions upon pulling out from pickup spots. I refuse to answer questions like that until I'm out of the city. They didn't push hard for responses.
Does anyone know the worn-out blonde who can often be seen wearing her hair in pigtails in the midsection of the stroll? I've seen her at least twice, but haven't yet done a pickup. I tried a pickup a few weeks ago, but she was gone by the time I got around. Then, she was hanging with a few others (girls & guys). I wasn't feeling it, so I passed. I passed her again this weekend, but continue to wonder what she would be like. Her marked up legs turned me off, but she seems like she would be an okay date.
I saw a really rough construction-worker-like blonde WSW walking between Morgan & the lower end of the stroll. She walks with a forward lean. She looked way too rough.
I also spotted Shawna/Shanna (don't remember which is correct) on Camille's corner, hunched over and looking very cold. I felt kind of bad for her, but didn't feel like time with her. From what I understand, she has lupus, which is rather sad. From a past experience, I know her mouth works, but it was nothing exceptional. I'm becoming a softie. I almost picked up this girl just because I felt bad for her (as if it's my fault she's hooked on crack).
Camille was not around during my visits.
Camden - more of my late reports
Picked up Traci last Sat, 8/18, a block or so from Ferry. Shortish dirty blonde hair, 5'4". Not skinny, but not heavy. Nice light blue eyes. Pretty face, but teeth not great. Wonderful technique on her BBJCIM, no rush, indications are she could be a good GFE. She was so good, I picked her up again on Wed! She's out from mid-afternoon till very late. Will visit again. Usual Broadway donations.
A couple of weeks ago met up with a tall, very pretty HSW, sitting against the wall just south of Kaighn. (It was very hot out.) Gave me the nod, so I drove around and stopped on Broadway (not a good idea, but....) Name is Terry. Decided on the notel, but before that, had to stop for a little shopping (mistake, of course). Went on to the room where she proceeded to have a very, very, very long shower. Service was good, however. Wonderful, tall, slim figure, and pretty face (longish dark hair and light eyes...my fave). But because of the shopping and the shower, will probably not go there again.
Be safe.
HP
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Tain’t nuttin but meat on ah bone.
Ya can fuck it, suk it, or leave it ah lon.
I had a bit of a busy weekend. I started out looking for and finding Jennifer. She is my current favorite. We sat on her stoop and talked. We talked about a few things. Mostly we talked about finding another girl for another threesome. I passed on her suggestion that we try and find Sophia. I wanted someone new. I am still taking a break from the stroll, and I am missing the variety one gets from mongering on the street. During our conversation, she mentioned that one of her male friends (a client) had told her he’d seen her pictures on the internet. At least one of you guys is keeping a secret. How about posting a review and verifying my opinion of this talented girl.
Later I drove to Camden. I headed straight for the house where Camille stays. I told myself I was going there to check for something new. Secretly, I was hoping to see Summer walking on Broadway. Camille was sitting on one of the side streets. I pulled over, got out and sat with her. She had on a pretty black, very stylized, dress and black spiked heels. Her make-up was fresh. However, I noticed that her plucked (or shaved) eye brows needed touching up. She still looked good. I asked her about another girl, who had been with her a few weeks ago. All I could remember about the other girl was that she wears glasses, was blonde I think and was tall and thin. I know that was a vague description, but hey, what’s a fellow to do? Camille ran off a couple of names but said none of them were around. She offered to check around. She told me Jackie was home and offered to get her for me. I declined. I was still in the mood for new stuff. Earlier Camille had told me that the day before had been her birthday. So when a big SUV stopped to pick her up, I whispered that I’d be back later with her gift. She drove off. Camille does not have to do much walking. She just sits and waits – and never for long.
I drove back toward the bus station and stopped for some ice cream. Again, I was secretly hoping to spot Summer. (My last two outing with Summer were excellent. I have it fixed in my mind that the next time I see her we’d venture back to Philly for an extended visit. But, at last, no Summer.)
After I had finish off my cone, I opted for one last trip down Broadway. I saw plenty and it was a difficult decision to go on without stopping. I was keeping to my no shopping the strolls, pledge. As I passed by the street were Camille and I had been sitting, I saw Jackie come out. I turned my head and drove on. I have no problem with Jackie, but I was looking for something a little different. As I passed by the monument, I saw Camille. She’d returned from her date. She was sitting inside, on the monument, doing what she always does. By the way. That reminds me. Camille had told me that she had seen and read my review on her. I am not sure if I believe her, totally. She did know bits and pieces of what was in the review. She was kind of vague on certain points and could not recall certain other points. She did mention that a friend (a client) had passed on the website name – which she quoted accurately – and commented on the part about her always doing/having dope. She knew enough. She wasn’t too happy about the dope part. She said that it might hurt her business. I asked her if it was a lie. She agreed it was not. I said, “Then every thing I wrote was true?” She agreed. I confirmed all of the nice things that I had said. Again, she agreed. It was about then that we were interrupted by the SUV.
I wanted to take the Benjamin Franklin back to Philly, so I turn around a Morgan. On the way back I spotted Camille again, she was sitting back at our old location. I pulled over and finish our conversation. I wanted to make sure we were still buds. I assured her that as pretty and clean as she was, business would be good. The cleanliness, nice dresser part seemed to do the trick, we were still cool. So as promised, I flipped her a ten spot for her birthday, a kiss on the cheek and said good-bye. She promised me she’d be on the look out for any new talent.
I started back down Broadway, towards the Bridge. That’s when I broke my pledge. There, walking down Broadway, coming towards me was a fairly cute, nicely dressed, slim goody. A young, clean, cute BSW, I could not pass her up. Young, cute, and clean BSWs are rare on both the Kensington and Broadway strolls
She had on a clingy type of dress with the back out. I could see that she had a nice figure and from the way her breast bounced and stayed upright without the aid of a bra, I felt assured that there would be very little sagging. The only question was – is she working? I went across the intersection. I gave her a look as I pulled over. She passed me, crossed the street behind me and came back to the car. She was young, maybe too young but I motioned her to the passenger side and she got in.
We did the, “are you a cop?” “No!” “Are you?” “ No!” “ Can I feel you breast?” “Yes!” “WOW, they’re great.” Thing. I was right, there was no bra. She felt good even though the dress. I had to slip my head inside, just to be sure. Damn they felt good, firm and juicy.
She says she is twenty two. I thought she looked younger. From her conversation and demeanor I’d guess early twenties. She claimed, “No Drugs.” And I could not make out any of the tell tale drug signs. She is small framed. I believe she is naturally small. She was very hairy. Her unshaven legs and arms, the French look, was sexy, IMHO. My grandfather had told me that woman with hairy arms and legs were more virile.
She was not shy or timid but nervous. She wouldn’t relax. Another give away as to her newness on the stroll, was the fact that she didn’t know any daytime locations – not even the Cheap Motels. She said she lived in Camden but didn’t come out often – just once in a while. I got the impression that she was a night owl. After I had driven around for a while, I remembered this location that Danny had taken me. She was still very nervous, especially about taking all of her clothing off, for the pictures. Her BBBJ was fair, like a novice. She had so much trouble putting on the cover that I had to do it myself. (Bummer, that’s her job. LOL) I hit it doggy, with her in the front sit, and me standing behind her with the door open (That’s my favorite car dating position). Having her clothing on with the dress up must have made her feel comfortable, because she relaxed and got with the program. She pushed back, groaned and moaned – making lots of grunting and fucking sounds. She fucked like a young girl trying to get a nut. Nice pussy, tight and very wet. Skinny girls have the best pussy. She was the best doggy style fuck I’ve had in a long while.
But, here is the kicker. No contact information. She has a phone, but wouldn’t give out the number. Said she had a boyfriend. No phone number, address, nothing, nada – boy was I pissed.
This is one of those times when I believe the girl. I don’t think she is on drugs. From our conversation, she kind of made it clear that she hated drugs and the people who take them. Maybe and this is a big maybe, she is telling the truth and was just doing this for spending money.
At any rate she is on my Things To Do Again List. I’d love to get this girl in a bed. In the right setting, once she calmed down, I could teach her a thing or two. If anyone has information on this girl, pass it to me. She has a unique name. There is a character in a TV commercial with the same name. There is no question; I’d stopped for her again. However, YMMV.
CookyJar
PS: If you guys are going to talk about me to the girls, please use a little decorum. Keep your comments to accepted standards of monger conduct. If you would not say it to her face. Don't led her to believe that I said it in my review.