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  1. #226
    Quote Originally Posted by Vanderley
    Could you break down some ratios in those areas...
    Well, no, I don't think I can, actually. Maybe someone else could. What I've seen is all over the map, so to speak. That bit of Paradise Road south of Flamingo seems to act like an overflow from the Strip. Corner of Sierra Vista and Cambridge was a favorite spot of mine for a long time, but for well over a year the whole neighborhood's been spotty and inconsistent, same with back of the Eureka. I guess I've seen most activity in the small hours between midnight and dawn, but that may be due to my hunting habits as much as anything. The Twain/Swenson area does have a lot of residents who are simply low income workers doing jobs such as hotel housekeeping and the like, so I can't really picture SWs openly working among the normal daytime activities. I can't figure out any kind of schedule at all up north near Nellis AFB. I suspect it might be a place to find a nooner, but I'm reluctant to deal with midday traffic going up there to find out. All of these places tend to have a majority of BSWs. I think WSWs are more often found on Boulder. I like Desert Dude's idea of fishing downtown around ten to eleven in the morning, before check out time at the roach motels where SWs often stay, but I usually can't bear to set my alarm to rouse me at such an uncivilized early hour.

  2. #225

    Charleston WSW 8+ KAT

    Was out early (4am) and saw a WSW 5'2" 100pnds, short red hair, looked cracked out, but gave her a shot. Pulled over she hopped in and we did the LE game. She wanted .50, but gave her .25 for a CBJ. All in all nice job, till she lit up her crack pipe in my car - glad it was a rental.

  3. #224
    Wastrel:

    Thank you for your awesome contributions on the Las Vegas thread. Your maps are truly classic. Indeed there were a couple of areas I was not aware of (like the N of N). Never ventured that far. Other areas like the "D-Hood" is of course very familiar but I never dare to set foot in there in the wee hours of the morning.

    In your list of maps, what time of day do you find them more abundant? The obvious of course is late night to dawn I guess, but do you ever find them during the day? Would you say most of them were BSW, HSW? Most of them older, younger? Could you break down some ratios in those areas from your vast collection of observations?

  4. #223
    Quote Originally Posted by Cres Prophet
    The truly adventurous can walk naked city at night and posibly find out why it's called naked city... not me though.
    That reason is a long gone reality in the history of Las Vegas.

  5. #222
    Quote Originally Posted by Wastrel
    Note to tourists: you may ask "are these areas safe?" Well, with the exception of the little somewhat high end hooker stand on Paradise Road, I'd say either not really, no, or hell no, depending on which spot it is. They're just like the SW areas in any major city, no difference. Boulder is probably more comfortable than these for many who aren't used to fishing around in some very low income housing project type places, in my opinion.
    Nice work!

    Hell, after all these years - I STILL won't swim in the Alphabet Soup of "D-Hood". Not since I got rid of my 4-color (rust included) '67 Impala w/ the cracked windshield.

    Naked City, or what is it since it's been cleaned up - The Meadows or some crap? It's not too bad since The Strat ate half the traffic circle.

    I would give The Rock & Paradise both a "Level 2" Tourist rating - with a "Level 1" for those too afraid to venture off the strip.

  6. #221
    Quote Originally Posted by Wastrel
    Note to tourists: you may ask "are these areas safe?" Well, with the exception of the little somewhat high end hooker stand on Paradise Road, I'd say either not really, no, or hell no, depending on which spot it is.
    The truly adventurous can walk naked city at night and posibly find out why it's called naked city... not me though.

  7. #220

    SW maps: thanks to Google, U.S. Dept. of Defense & National Reconnaissance Office

    Locals, frequent visitors, and long time readers will probably learn absolutely nothing new from these, but I have too much time on my hands at the moment and maybe they'll be useful to a few newcomers, since LVMPD neglected to include this kind of data on their crime mapping website.

    This is an assortment of places scattered around town where I've made multiple pickups or at least sure sightings of SWs this year. I know it's not a complete map of all the hunting grounds, but I limited myself to mapping places just on my own personal observations, and also made no attempt to include some major areas such as Boulder and the downtown streets around the Fremont corridor, since there are just too many streetcorners occupied by women of easy virtue or too wide an area to easily map.

    Note to tourists: you may ask "are these areas safe?" Well, with the exception of the little somewhat high end hooker stand on Paradise Road, I'd say either not really, no, or hell no, depending on which spot it is. They're just like the SW areas in any major city, no difference. Boulder is probably more comfortable than these for many who aren't used to fishing around in some very low income housing project type places, in my opinion.

    I used the little "$" icons to indicate definite instances of loitering for the purpose of getting the rent paid, seen within the last eight or ten months, and the pharmacy symbol "Rx" icons are places where I've regularly seen dealers and/or pimps also hanging around. I prefer to avoid the Rxs, but for those thinking of seeking them out, I'm sure they'll be glad to reach into the "other" pocket to sell you some of the most expensive baking soda or oregano on earth once they make you for a tourist or at least an outsider to their 'hood. Amazing how stable, in a way, some of these low income communities can be; seems the residents just don't get around much, and know everyone who's ever been there immediately on sight.
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  8. #219

    new time slot...

    Saw a plethora walking between 10:00am and 11:30 or so. Duh, why didn't I figure this out earlier, check-out time is typically noon, they need to pay for the next night. Met Kim, wsw, 5'8" or so, dark hair, dark glasses, from Oklahoma. Pretty sweet girl actually. .30 for a romp in the hay that she seemed to be quite in to. Oh, and got another confirmation that a certain bsw who's name is the same of a popular mongering destination just south of the border is suffering from hiv and still working. PM me for more specifics if ya want, but play safe bros!
    Last edited by Desert Dude; 12-02-05 at 13:09. Reason: adding info

  9. #218
    Was up there this past weekend. Went driving around on Saturday and Sunday. Went down Fremont all the way down to Boulder Highway up to the Sports Chalet and back. Did not find no one around. Saw a few potential BSW's but none would look my way. Might have been too cold to be standing around. Oh well better luck next time.

  10. #217

    And the following sunday...

    It was still quiet as a mouse. Spent a few hours stretching the legs from the Spike to the Western and surrounding environs. Ran into Tijuana, with her world-class China-like ass. She didn't have a room, although her 2 dudefriends were willing to pitch in on it. Oh well, tossed her a few bucks to keep her spirit up. Ran into a psychowench named Naomi at the Western. Was sure I was a cop. Had no money or roof. Didn't 'do that' anyway, although she just got out on a soliciting charge. Psycho. Old oral standby Deb was nowhere to be found. On the way out of town decided to swing by the old Trop/Ind track, what is it now, Trop/Martin?, doesn't have the same ring. This area has been, as loyal horndogs know, 'cleaned up' in the last year and a half. So I drove by just for old time's sake. Saw what appeared to be a short skirt and cleavage attached to a young black woman. Walking. By herself. Being the gentleman we all are, I of course offered 'Paradise' a ride. After brief introductions, she reluctantly agreed on .30 for a quick cbj. Offered her a tip if it was great. It was only good, but my hands roamed a pretty damn nice body, and supercute smile. Digits available for those who pass Vanderley's appropriate standards...

  11. #216

    Sunday 10/30: good enough for government work

    This report is delayed due to the fact that I'm becoming lazy in my old age.

    Sunday night after midnight I prowled most of my usual SW hunting grounds, including the Twain/Swenson area, Paradise, Karen/Sherwood, Boulder, Fremont & adjacent side streets. The streets were desolate; ghostly quiet. I find that SW activity tends to pick up in the summer and slow down when the weather turns cool. This makes no sense to me in the Vegas climate. Can SWs really be so dense they go north to Minneapolis or someplace for the winter and then back south to the Mohave Desert in the summer, making them somewhat less sensible than a small migratory bird? Oh well, that's how it always seems to ebb and flow to me.

    Fortunately, I don't have to care how many are out, or concern myself with the quality of the average SW I might see in any area, since I'm not randomly taking potluck. I only need to find one who's worthwhile to me, and the absence or poor quality of the rest are irrelevant. And that's what I found: exactly one good working girl on the streets of the big city. A little chocolate mouse, a petite 30ish thing named Karen who is a perfect definition of the term "spinner." She was in the middle of the notorious ghetto of the alphabet and president streets north of Washington and south of Van Buren between "D" and "H" streets, I forget exactly where, and she was really very cute with a sweet disposition, if you don't mind a woman with no breasts at all. She also was so skillful and accommodating that I just had to over-tip her for the standards of the area by giving her a second portrait of old Stonewall Jackson. I will be seeing this one again.

    After depositing her near her favorite slot machine at the Town Tavern casino, or as near as I felt like going without dodging random small arms fire in the hood, I found the streets still looking lonely and chilly on my way back.

  12. #215

    BH/Charleston

    Picked up a Fremont/BH regular crackho a couple of nights ago on BH and Charleston around 5pm. WSW, blonde, late thirties maybe forty, 5'7", small tits, totally crack dependent but looked good enough to me (from afar). She probably looked pretty hot say 20 years ago. Anyway, .25 for bbj .30 to swallow. She said she does absolutely anything you want for .45 including greek. Cum all over her hair probably included. Chose the .30 at an empty parking lot. She says she has a friend (a heavy-set girl with huge tits I saw walking close to her when I picked her up - not doable) that could team up for .80. Totally negotiable, as with a lot of those dependent types. Good attitude, safe, but has a huge history of jail time. She told me she'd been in jail for 8 years for accessory to murder among other things. Great! I'm not sure if I'll repeat this one, but if this is your cup of tea I'll pass the digits to well established senior members prevalent in the Las Vegas forum ONLY.

  13. #214

    Kelly and Reva

    Spent some time cruising the usual strolls during visit in late October. SW talent was pretty scarce and/or mostly low quality as has been the case on most visits in recent years. Did make a couple of pickups however. Found Kelly, a tall, thin, dirty blonde from Wisconsin in her 30s about 3am on Ogden. Nothing special in the looks dept but surprisingly sweet, feminine, and polite. BBJ for a jackson.

    The other pickup was a bit more interesting. Spotted Reva, a blonde in t-shirt w/ a very nice rack walking on Boulder near Missouri about 11pm on a Saturday. She was swinging her hips suggestively -- it all looked pretty promising. Caught her attention and picked her up in a nearby trailer park. Did the deed there. Much older than I first thought -- probably early 40's but looked even older. I'm guessing she might have been pretty hot 20 years ago. Not now. Tried to pay her some compliment and she wasn't buying it -- basically told me she's a wreck, old and decrepit. However she did unveil an impressive set of breasts while sucking me BBJ. Nuthin wrong with those melons. Looked real. Nice erect nipples. Told me not to cum in her mouth which always annoys me.

    The sad luck tales these women tell... Reva's tale if true was sadder than most. Said she has bone cancer and has been given 6 months to live. Recently just learned how to walk again. Both of her kids are in prison, her 18yr old son just started serving 5 yrs and she realizes she'll never see him again b/c she's a felon w/ warrants and can't visit him. Been homeless on and off for the past couple of years. Living now at Sportsmans on Trop and Boulder which seems like something of a hooker haven based on my experience.

  14. #213

    Sperm Management Program Deemed A Failure

    I decided to check out the Boulder action this afternoon at 4pm. Same time as Saturday's tour. But this time I started at the target rich enviornment south of Charleston. I took Eastern to Oakey then North on Atalantic to the B/H. I had never tried Atlantic. BINGO. One at the Castaways construction gate, one by the 7-11, and one by the taco shop. Right on Boulder, one at the bus shelter and one walking in front of the Castaways. I turned around about the end of the Castaway property and found one at the Lamplighter bus shelter and one walking in front of Denny's. I continued to my turnaround in the Western parking lot. Not much worth talking about between 8th and Charleston. In the 15 minutes this took there had been an 80% inventory turnover. Different faces in different places but about the same head count.

    This time one with some rather large freely swinging mammaries caught my eye in front of the Lamplighter. I turned around, swung in their lot, and called her over. I offered her $20 to feast at the alter of Saint Peter. With a big smile she said you got it and jumped in. When I had her buckle up, I noticed there was more bulging under that sweater than big tits. She was pregnant. How fortunate for me. How long? Six months. Got any milk yet? Yes.

    Then I started my disertation of how 50% of pregnant women can't stand sex and 50% can't get enough. She claimed membership in the latter catagory and was really frustrated as her boy friend won't fuck her now. I told her how erotic I thought pregnancy was. She recognized this and added her business has doubled since she started showing. By now Saint Peter was at full staff. We parked and she got right down to business. It didn't take long as I got really hot pulling on those big nipples. She seemed to be into it too as when I started to come she started bucking as if she was coming too. What an explosion. She got a double dose so big she couldn't hold it all. She shot my sperm management theory all to hell. It'll take three days to make up that load.

    Her name is Marisa. Twenty something. Has all her teeth but they could use a cleaning. Very nice girl with a pleasing personality. No hurry, no pressure, no druggie, no whinning or begging. Attitude:10 Personality:8 Performance:8 Body: pregnant.

    She asked me to drop her off behind Denny's where, to my great suprise, Big Daddy Pimp was waiting. I gave Big Daddy Pimp the high five and he gave me one of those big toothy grins. (Desert Dude is right. You don't have to worry about the pimps when you treat their cash cows right). I appolgized to Marisa for coming so quickly with such a ferocious load and promised I'd try to satisfy her urges as well in the next rendezvous. I wanted full service with a sampling of mother's milk from the spiggot. This evoked a big smile. She said that now winter is approaching she'll only be working days until sunset. Then she offered her number and said to call anytime.

  15. #212

    dancing in the streets

    On Paradise Road near the Hard Rock I noticed two very well dressed BSWs working opposite sides of the street around 3:00 a.m. As I reached Harmon there was a petite brown haired thing doing the tweaker's psychotic chicken dance all over it. I'm not absolutely positive, but I think she was the very cute little WSW from Utah I picked up on Karen several months ago for twenty. She's no longer cute; now she's just a traffic hazard as she bounces all over twelve intersecting lanes, and I'm stuck in a left turn refuge while the startled tourists around me burn rubber pulling erratic maneuvers to evade the half naked human pinball alternately flapping her arms and pulling up her blouse while randomly darting to and fro. I'm sure I've met those little brown nipples.

    Escaping with my property still intact amid the impending carnage I found the better looking of the two Hard Rock hookers had made her way to the corner of Flamingo and Paradise. I pulled into a parking spot in the commercial lot nearby and reeled her in with eye contact after a few minutes. Tina was borderline Strip CW material in looks. She wanted at least eighty and a ride to her car several miles north to end her evening. I want a good five cent cigar. We settled on forty. She "usually can't do anything for that, but it's late and Metro is all over, and (she'll) make an exception, and we can meet again for something more next time, and blah, blah, blah..."

    She wanted me to pull into an alley near St. Louis and Sahara where her car is parked. I don't think so. I was born at night, but it wasn't last night. Just one man's opinion, not a prescription for all, but I consider an invitation to "her place" on a first date to be a spin of a triple zero roulette wheel, and I don't like the odds, whether her place is in the Venetian or Vinnie's EZ Loan Emporium parking lot. Among other things, it is the classic set up for a "trick roll" and has been for longer than any of us has been alive, whether her place is an alley in Naked City or a jacuzzi room at the Mandalay Bay. I have done that, but not since I was drunk and therefore fearless and young enough to think I was immortal. I'm no longer either, and I don't choose to do that, period, no matter what she looks like or where I found her. I had some experiences in the distant past that came out OK, but also some in which I was lucky to just barely come out.

    I have my own parking spots, and she did an acceptable pipe cleaning job in one of them before I dropped her off with a promise to call some day. I lie; ask anyone in town.

    I discovered that the Shell filling station at the corner of east Tropicana and Pecos peddling regular for $1.65 keeps the squeegee water topped off at four in the a.m. and actually puts soapy stuff in it, in case Daddy Lows from the LA forum ever escapes for a visit to the U.S.A.

    Hooker stand #1:
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    Tweaker chick demolition derby:
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    Hooker stand #2:
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