Tales From The Hobby-close calls / misadventures / etc

[The Riddle]

I have a family member that volunteers as a mentor with a woman's rehab program. At some point in their program, the patient is allowed to leave the facility with their mentor to attend different events, etc. This family member celebrated a birthday recently so a surprise birthday party was had. Apparently the head of the program was invited, so they also invited a few of the ladies she mentored over the years. Fast forward to the party where I show up a little early to help out and it's going great. Well, doorbell rings, I open the door, and it's the program lady, a woman I've never seen before and a dancer I had fucked many times in VIP!! She gave me the "don't I know you?" look as I introduces myself. Like many of you, I always use my monger identity when interacting with providers so I of course used my real name in that situation. Also, my appearance has changed because I wear contacts instead of glasses. She didn't say anything until a little later in the evening when she walked up and asked in a quiet voice "I am embarrassed to ask this, and I'm probably mistaken, but have you and I met? As a wave of fear swept over me, I stayed cool, smiled and said "I don't believe so." She giggled And said "you know what?? I didn't think so!! You don't look like the.. Club type. " She walked away and we never spoke again!! Whew!! That was close!!

She most certainly 100% recognized you! She might have been opening a window for some more play. I know it is close to home and playing with fire but all of us on this site are playing with fire LOL. The giggle would have intrigued me to dig a little. Chicks get clean but they love quick safe money too.

[NflMongerv2]

I have a family member that volunteers as a mentor with a woman's rehab program. At some point in their program, the patient is allowed to leave the facility with their mentor to attend different events, etc. This family member celebrated a birthday recently so a surprise birthday party was had. Apparently the head of the program was invited, so they also invited a few of the ladies she mentored over the years. Fast forward to the party where I show up a little early to help out and it's going great. Well, doorbell rings, I open the door, and it's the program lady, a woman I've never seen before and a dancer I had fucked many times in VIP!! She gave me the "don't I know you?" look as I introduces myself. Like many of you, I always use my monger identity when interacting with providers so I of course used my real name in that situation. Also, my appearance has changed because I wear contacts instead of glasses. She didn't say anything until a little later in the evening when she walked up and asked in a quiet voice "I am embarrassed to ask this, and I'm probably mistaken, but have you and I met? As a wave of fear swept over me, I stayed cool, smiled and said "I don't believe so." She giggled And said "you know what?? I didn't think so!! You don't look like the.. Club type. " She walked away and we never spoke again!! Whew!! That was close!!

[JimmyCricket88]

You really just tapped into some wonderful memories of Sophie. I saw her as well a few times over the same period, same MO with the big fellas hanging around. Sketchy, but oh my, she was absolutely incredible. I have always wondered what happened to her.

Glad to be of service. It sucks I rarely find anyone in town anymore like they were when I started mongering. Granted I had some pretty bad experiences in the past (luckily no physical altercations but some sketchy shit but I got out of there before anything happened). But I'd love to see some reasonably priced quality to show back up.

[Moray Squeal]

You really just tapped into some wonderful memories of Sophie. I saw her as well a few times over the same period, same MO with the big fellas hanging around. Sketchy, but oh my, she was absolutely incredible. I have always wondered what happened to her.

Pretty newish (around 8-9 years now) but I still remember my first very Nave time.

First time: I've been single for a few year (mid twenties) and I'm tired of not getting attention so I've heard about BP and decide to look into it while at work (I worked over nights and by myself usually had 2-3 hours free each night before finishing up at the end of the day). I see this posting for this smoking hot Latina MILF (early 30's jewel I think was her name) so I decide to hit her up with my regular phone # (I'm fucking stupid at this point). She responds and I admit I've never met anyone before and she kind of goes thru the terminology with me and we agree on a HH for like 160 Rosetta stones. I show up to the hotel (somewhere off baymeadows and Phillips might of been the dreaded mustang). She gives me her room # and I come in, she was exactly like in the pics Nice ass, d cups, dyed blonde hair nice brown skin. Probably one of the best looking girls I've ever seen. I lay the stones down on the dresser she takes them and says hey I need to put these up and goes into the bathroom, few minutes later sticks her head out and says she is going to take a shower so she's fresh me being new says okay. 15 minutes later I hear water running but she hasn't said nothing I ask if she's okay, she responds and says ill be done soon, another 15 goes by and again I ask is everything okay, she says 10 more minutes, 10 minutes go by and again she puts me off. At this point I'm freaking out is she waiting on uncle?/ DB?/ something else. Finally hour and 15 minutes after I arrive and she goes in she finally comes out apologizes and tells me she's been having a panic attack and appreciates me not losing my shit with her. Evidently she was robbed the night prior had a chunk of her hair pulled out and roughed up pretty bad by an AA dude and she normally doesn't see them but this guy lied to her and barged his way in to rob her since obviously she wouldn't report it. She ask if I want my donation back I tell her no I really wanted to see her..

[JimmyCricket88]

Pretty newish (around 8-9 years now) but I still remember my first very Nave time.

First time: I've been single for a few year (mid twenties) and I'm tired of not getting attention so I've heard about BP and decide to look into it while at work (I worked over nights and by myself usually had 2-3 hours free each night before finishing up at the end of the day). I see this posting for this smoking hot Latina MILF (early 30's jewel I think was her name) so I decide to hit her up with my regular phone # (I'm fucking stupid at this point). She responds and I admit I've never met anyone before and she kind of goes thru the terminology with me and we agree on a HH for like 160 Rosetta stones. I show up to the hotel (somewhere off baymeadows and Phillips might of been the dreaded mustang). She gives me her room # and I come in, she was exactly like in the pics Nice ass, d cups, dyed blonde hair nice brown skin. Probably one of the best looking girls I've ever seen. I lay the stones down on the dresser she takes them and says hey I need to put these up and goes into the bathroom, few minutes later sticks her head out and says she is going to take a shower so she's fresh me being new says okay. 15 minutes later I hear water running but she hasn't said nothing I ask if she's okay, she responds and says ill be done soon, another 15 goes by and again I ask is everything okay, she says 10 more minutes, 10 minutes go by and again she puts me off. At this point I'm freaking out is she waiting on uncle?/ DB?/ something else. Finally hour and 15 minutes after I arrive and she goes in she finally comes out apologizes and tells me she's been having a panic attack and appreciates me not losing my shit with her. Evidently she was robbed the night prior had a chunk of her hair pulled out and roughed up pretty bad by an AA dude and she normally doesn't see them but this guy lied to her and barged his way in to rob her since obviously she wouldn't report it. She ask if I want my donation back I tell her no I really wanted to see her. Excited she says thank you for being nice and understanding and says there's no time limit. Proceeds to rock my world and afterward I start to get dressed and she says wait do you want to go again? I was like uhh I don't have any more stones right now. She says that's fine proceeds to give me a massage and when I'm ready again she says I'm going to do something special for you Hello Hershey's highway (also first time). During the massage I found out she was a stripper at whacko's I think and she wanted me to come see her there and offered me another meeting for free. I never could get ahold of her again and I wasn't the strip club type of guy to go find her but I've been looking for that experience ever since and only came close once (this was probably my best time as well but I'll separate these).

Worst time: Been in the game about a year now and I find this posting online very pretty mid 30's short stacked blonde girl. I hit her up and she's off Roosevelt and Edgewood. The nicer parts near 5 points in Murray hill. I arrange a QV and I show up to her place. She lets me in and I leave the donation on the table next to the door (which in her posting is where she ask you to) she scoops it up and walks to the back to put it away. So far everything is cool, whole time she is talking and seems coherent no candy usage noticeable and seems like a professional stable person. After about 2 minutes she ask if I've heard about all these stings going on right now. I say no not really this isn't something I do often. Next thing I know she starts spouting off about officer James and his badge # and I'm on camera. If I agree to leave now she'll delete my video and keep the donation as her fee for doing so. Not wanting to take the chance of her lying I proceed to turn around and walk the fuck out. While I was inside I noticed some cat scratching post and other cat stuff and I see laying on the porch chair a fluffy white cat with a nice collar on. I proceed to scoop it up and it gives no resistance and take it with me to my car. About 15 miles away I dropped it off. Next day she had the nerve to text me asking if I saw he cat when I left because he was missing. I replied nope maybe check your camera.

Honorable mention: met a blonde girl who answered the door with a candy pipe in her hand and demanded the dono as I walked away and was screaming at me the whole time. She looked horrible so definitely dodged a bullet there.

Best Time: So around 2017 or 2018 at this point I respond to this posting for this Asian girl (Sophie or Sophia was her name) and she responds we agree on a qv Dono and she sends me her address it's down off Edgewood near Cassat and I-1X. I'm familiar with the area as I lived there as a kid but I know it's not the best side of town. Little head has control at this point and we're off I arrive and she text me saying she will come out and get me. 30-45 seconds later she comes out the back door and walks up to my car and waves she doesn't look like the pictures but she's young, tatted and has a girl next door quality about her. I get out and as were walking up into the back door and talking I see 2 very large AA guys playing madden in the living room from the kitchen door where we enter. I panic and freeze, she without a beat clocks I'm freaking the fuck out grabs my hand and says they're cool and won't bother us (they never even looked at us coming in ironically) for some reason I trusted her still not sure why as I wouldn't do that ever again. We go in the back to her room and we proceed to spend about 45 minutes (I dono'd for a qv) having the time I my life she was pretty amazing. Visited her quite often for awhile but ended up losing touch around the end of 2018 or so. At the start was great but definitely started having issues near the end.

[NflMongerv2]

My closest call was with Kim about a year ago. I'd seen her a few times and all had gone well, we were friends on sm and she seemed to be getting her life together. Anyway she texts and asks me to come spend the night at the Mustang hotel. I wish they'd just tear that place down. Probably do more to reduce the OD rate in Jax than simply giving out narcann Anyway.

It's about 2 am and I decline she says it's just her and we can go to breakfast in the am. I finally agree and go to her room. We talk awhile and have a little fun. She then goes next door for whatever and comes ack in the room. I'm comfortable and its like 4 am at this point so kind of seepy. Next thing I know, she's really nodding off and completely incoherent. I don't mean a little I mean WTF just happened and she falls to the floor and starts that deep snoring. I'm shaking her and doing sternum rubs just to keep her breathing. Meanwhile thinking she is definitely about to die.

This goes on for 2 hours, her out on the floor, me just waking her up enough when she stops breathing meanwhile thinking I'm def on camera coming in here and my dna is everywhere, and honestly I really don't want someone to die on the floor of a shitty hotel. Finally about 7 her breathing starts to level off and the sleep doesn't appear to be as deep but I still can't wake her up.

I turn her on her side in case she vomits and clean up the room a little. Walk out leaving the door slightly open. I figured her chances of dying were pretty low at this point and she'd be better of getting robbed or having a friend come check on her than her chances if I closed the door and she was locked inside. There was no way she could have unlocked the door.

That's a nightmare scenario for sure!

I once picked up a swan in Indian Country years ago. It was almost sunrise so I found a spot by a park. She had started to knod but made sure she stayed awake. She stopped breathing and I had to run her sternum to get her to wake up. She finally did and I get her out of the car safely.

And I got out of there!

[JaxRogue2]

My closest call was with Kim about a year ago. I'd seen her a few times and all had gone well, we were friends on sm and she seemed to be getting her life together. Anyway she texts and asks me to come spend the night at the Mustang hotel. I wish they'd just tear that place down. Probably do more to reduce the OD rate in Jax than simply giving out narcann Anyway.

It's about 2 am and I decline she says it's just her and we can go to breakfast in the am. I finally agree and go to her room. We talk awhile and have a little fun. She then goes next door for whatever and comes ack in the room. I'm comfortable and its like 4 am at this point so kind of seepy. Next thing I know, she's really nodding off and completely incoherent. I don't mean a little I mean WTF just happened and she falls to the floor and starts that deep snoring. I'm shaking her and doing sternum rubs just to keep her breathing. Meanwhile thinking she is definitely about to die.

This goes on for 2 hours, her out on the floor, me just waking her up enough when she stops breathing meanwhile thinking I'm def on camera coming in here and my dna is everywhere, and honestly I really don't want someone to die on the floor of a shitty hotel. Finally about 7 her breathing starts to level off and the sleep doesn't appear to be as deep but I still can't wake her up.

I turn her on her side in case she vomits and clean up the room a little. Walk out leaving the door slightly open. I figured her chances of dying were pretty low at this point and she'd be better of getting robbed or having a friend come check on her than her chances if I closed the door and she was locked inside. There was no way she could have unlocked the door.

Didn't come back to the hobby for almost 6 months. That was a wake up!

[NflMongerv2]

I've been in Jacksonville pretty much all my life. I started enjoying the hobby 30 plus years ago and during that whole time have heard of different private houses / apartments / condos used for provider meet.

Ups. Most recent one was the "prostate queen" that set up shop in the swanky Deerwood community. I remember visiting a really good one off Salisbury and Bowden years ago. I picked up a swan on Philly that stayed there so after one visit I became a weekly regular. The place was very clean, well kept, and the lady that ran it was a no nonsense woman! Went there one day and found a bright pink DART notice with the door boarded up from being kicked in by uncle. I sure wish I had the 411 on one here. I'm too old to visit girls doing incall in Youngerman or the airport!

[Nflmonger]

Awesome question for this board! So I was the nerdy virgin 20 year old in the 80's in NY. Many times I had driven around Hunts Point in the Bronx and 14th st in Manhattan and checked out the blatantly dressed streetwalkers with friends after clubbing. Finally one night I said "to hell with it, I'm going to do it and put this virginity thing behind me". So I went out by myself this time. Drove around 14th street in Manhattan by the west side highway. At the time this was not the multi million dollar ritzy apartment place it is now. It was the meatpacking district and many back streets smelled of sewage and rotting cow carcasses and stuff in the dumpsters. I drove around for HOURS passing the same girls like a serial killer. I barely had the nerve to do it. Sometimes I'd roll down the window just to ask how much (and get a better look at them) and drive away. Finally I said FUCK IT. I spotted 2 hot ass black girls in tights. The one with the less attractive face came up as I rolled down the window and I asked for her friend. They were like Jamaican street hookers or something. Cause she said "ya man, mah girl es going to gif yu ah guud fuk" Took her to a short stay motel a block away. It was totally surreal coming up to the window, asking for a room with that chic right behind me, getting that key with that little shit red triangle plastic tag on it from the Arab guy, and going in" When she undressed the ass and legs were to die for. Tits were like tiny A cups, flat stomach, and narrow shoulders. It was that "all ass all the time" look. She reared up and pointed her ass at me with that mega arch. I hit it from the back with that same sense of surrealness like I was detached from my body. Like half of me was on the bed doing her, and my other half was standing on the side by the door thinking, "wow, I'm actually doing this, look at that ass" Well, I enjoyed myself. For all of maybe 90 seconds. And I awkwardly dressed, went home to sleep just before the sun came out. And thus young Tomcat was born many a moon ago.

Dang! A hot hooker In NYC is the real deal!! She sounds hot!! I would love to have experiences Time Square in the late 70's And early 80's before Mayor Rudy cleaned it up. It's like adult Disneyland!!

-NFM.

[Nflmonger]

I became involved when I was 14 (even though I really didn't know at the time). I lived in a bad neighborhood and looked even younger than what I was. Dirty Diane saw me riding my bike (she was 18), and asked if I wanted to see her tits. I was nervous, but wanted to see real boobs! It eventually led to her jerking me off, sucking my dick on several occasions, and then her friends thought it was cute to suck my dick and do other things once I realized what was going on. This went on until I was 18 and I just never stopped messing with these women. Now, I'm in my 40's and still going.

What a great story!! I remember picking her up on a side street off Blanding not far from 103rd. I think it was in front of the Big Chief Tire store. She was always fun! I use to also pick up Amy H that use to stroll through there. Good times!!

-NFM.

[TomCat4871]

Awesome question for this board! So I was the nerdy virgin 20 year old in the 80's in NY. Many times I had driven around Hunts Point in the Bronx and 14th st in Manhattan and checked out the blatantly dressed streetwalkers with friends after clubbing. Finally one night I said "to hell with it, I'm going to do it and put this virginity thing behind me". So I went out by myself this time. Drove around 14th street in Manhattan by the west side highway. At the time this was not the multi million dollar ritzy apartment place it is now. It was the meatpacking district and many back streets smelled of sewage and rotting cow carcasses and stuff in the dumpsters. I drove around for HOURS passing the same girls like a serial killer. I barely had the nerve to do it. Sometimes I'd roll down the window just to ask how much (and get a better look at them) and drive away. Finally I said FUCK IT. I spotted 2 hot ass black girls in tights. The one with the less attractive face came up as I rolled down the window and I asked for her friend. They were like Jamaican street hookers or something. Cause she said "ya man, mah girl es going to gif yu ah guud fuk" Took her to a short stay motel a block away. It was totally surreal coming up to the window, asking for a room with that chic right behind me, getting that key with that little shit red triangle plastic tag on it from the Arab guy, and going in" When she undressed the ass and legs were to die for. Tits were like tiny A cups, flat stomach, and narrow shoulders. It was that "all ass all the time" look. She reared up and pointed her ass at me with that mega arch. I hit it from the back with that same sense of surrealness like I was detached from my body. Like half of me was on the bed doing her, and my other half was standing on the side by the door thinking, "wow, I'm actually doing this, look at that ass" Well, I enjoyed myself. For all of maybe 90 seconds. And I awkwardly dressed, went home to sleep just before the sun came out. And thus young Tomcat was born many a moon ago.

[ClitEastwoodJx]

I'm curious, what age were you when you first got into the hobby and what were the circumstances around it?

I was 19, driving on University Blvd here in Jax. There was a car accident and the police were routing traffic through the Ramada Inn parking lot. As I drove through I saw this lady with huge knockers in a tight tank top, and cut off Jean shorts. She saw me admiring her as I passed so she directed me over. Being young and dumb I parked and she walked over and asked if I wanted to date. The show COPS had been on long enough for me to know she was working and I got scared. I said no and she walked off. I quickly regretted my decision, but this was the starting point of my love for this hobby!

-NFM.

I became involved when I was 14 (even though I really didn't know at the time). I lived in a bad neighborhood and looked even younger than what I was. Dirty Diane saw me riding my bike (she was 18), and asked if I wanted to see her tits. I was nervous, but wanted to see real boobs! It eventually led to her jerking me off, sucking my dick on several occasions, and then her friends thought it was cute to suck my dick and do other things once I realized what was going on. This went on until I was 18 and I just never stopped messing with these women. Now, I'm in my 40's and still going.

[Nflmonger]

I'm curious, what age were you when you first got into the hobby and what were the circumstances around it?

I was 19, driving on University Blvd here in Jax. There was a car accident and the police were routing traffic through the Ramada Inn parking lot. As I drove through I saw this lady with huge knockers in a tight tank top, and cut off Jean shorts. She saw me admiring her as I passed so she directed me over. Being young and dumb I parked and she walked over and asked if I wanted to date. The show COPS had been on long enough for me to know she was working and I got scared. I said no and she walked off. I quickly regretted my decision, but this was the starting point of my love for this hobby!

-NFM.

[TailBlazing]

This was probably 3 years ago and still haunts me to this day. Makes you reflect on the hobby and why we do it.

Was down in Boca and had this chick over to my hotel room. Her DB dropped her off and she walks in wearing a tiny cocktail dress. Very cute. Asks to use the bathroom so I said sure. Dances her way in there singing. About 10 minutes go by and I'm thinking WTF is happening. I knock and she says yeh hang on. Couple of minutes go by. Repeat and repeat but she won't open. Responses taking longer. Maybe 30 minutes has gone by and I just bash bathroom in. She is lying there on the ground with a needle on the floor, passed out. Holy tits did I panick. I got her to a bed and she was lights out. I legit thought she OD'd. Life flashes in front of me. I'm too pretty for jail. Anyway, I try for 20 minutes to wake her up and she starts mumbling but not really moving. Thank god she's alive. Hour is up and DB starts calling her cell. I finally just get her dressed and half carrying her to door. She starts telling me I didn't pay her and she's not happy. Fuck me. I show her the cash in her purse and she wants to count it. LOL mind you she can't open her eyes at this point. Anyway finally "walk" her out hotel room like ure carrying a drunk person, people looking at us. Happen to run into DB in parking lot. I told him what happened and he was actually cool with me, said thanks for helping. He gets her in the car and starts going off on her about where she got the drugs etc. I turned and hauled ass, got into room, on knees and said thank you.

That could have gone horribly wrong.

[Nflmonger]

Several years ago I had a very close call that involved vice!

Two months prior to said close call, I picked up a young thick swan that walked Casset Ave north of Normandy Blvd. She lived in a small house right next to the Dunkin Donut store and I'd visit her there. She was a very chill, fun girl that never showed candy use signs and seemed to enjoy what she did. One Saturday, just after lunch I stopped by for a quick BBBJ, we did our thing and I went on my way. Two hours later, I passed her place and saw four marked cars in the yard with six guys with tactical gear hanging around. I knew that could have been me had I waited!! Next day there was a condemned sign and the house was torn down a few weeks later. Still don't know what became of the swan. She was fun.