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07-10-23 22:58 #271
Update
Saw a really nice looking woman in that area this afternoon around 5:00 or so. She was a white woman wearing a white sundress that looked really good. She had tattoos on one arm. She went into the 7-11 and gave me a friendly smile as she left, Later I saw her a little farther along Jefferson, moving slowly in the direction of Mercury. I was on too tight a schedule to meet with her but she was the best looking woman I have seen on Jefferson in a year or more.
Originally Posted by DonScarlet
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06-20-23 17:06 #270
Werido
I want to tell them you can ban me but not my Jr! Originally Posted by DonScarlet
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06-11-23 23:14 #269
Probably the oddest thing ever.
So there are 2 verifiables that walk Jefferson down by 72nd and then an occasional new girl. So Heidi, Dana is back out and then random. Went to pick up Dana tonight on 72nd and she said "Nope, your Heidi's boy. " So I've been apparantly claimed on Jefferson and get no play unless it is from Heidi. Starting to think I shouldn't be so nice to them.
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05-15-23 10:38 #268
No action
No action on Jefferson Ave or 72nd street. And no action on shell rd.
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03-07-23 10:08 #267
Occasionally I run into Heidi there but it has been a couple weeks.
Originally Posted by Cortez104
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03-05-23 13:50 #266Jefferson has been dry for about a decade now. There were so many to choose from back then, it was like going to a streetwalker supermarket! Originally Posted by Cortez104
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03-03-23 22:50 #265
72nd
Where did everyone go to?? 72nd has been dry as well as Jefferson?
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11-12-22 21:06 #264Do you mean this danielle. Originally Posted by DonScarlet
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09-12-22 10:04 #263
Picked her up this morning before reading this and you were spot on. I had her out the car within one light.
Originally Posted by Grumpyinva
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09-06-22 18:23 #262The cute latina who turned up near Jefferson and Mercury wants to try to get paid upfront. Don't agree to it. As long as she doesn't have the money yet, she'll actually be a fairly average choice. She looks good, but she's not really cut out for this, and she absolutely planned to get the cash and dash. Given her lack of enthusiasm, she's not a choice that I'd pick a second time, but Latinas are rare around here, so I know others might feel otherwise. Originally Posted by WiderX7
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Edit to add: one of the short WSWs is Danielle (not the blonde one from long ago... she passed away quite a while back. The short brunette with long hair.) She looks great, and she is a good time, but she's pretty distracted right now, and will waste your time if she's looking for her big simp, who pays her well above market value for her time. Get her into your car and get her somewhere quickly, and don't pay too much, and she'll be fine. She used to be a favorite of mine, and she still looks really good, but she's very transactional now.
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09-06-22 18:19 #261
Regrets over an old ATF
This is nothing but a rant about needless drama, though it is appropriate to the forum. If you want to skip to the lesson, Jessica on Marshall is probably not a great choice right now, although she's not violent or anything.
For the unabridged version, read on and laugh at my sorry butt.
First, experience has taught me how to get people out of my car quickly. Usually, I go with the honey vs vinegar, if I know things aren't what I expected, but I don't feel like they intentionally mislead me. I'll generally pull into somewhere private, offer to drop them off there, and give them a five dollar bill for their time (really, just to get them the hell out of my car without further discussion.) If they refuse, that offer goes away. If they start arguing, I refuse, and tell them it's time to get out, now. If they threaten violence (that's normally the next step) they get to see the stun gun. They usually agree to the five at that point, but I tell them that offer is off the table, now. That thing crackles a couple of times, and suddenly they're jumping out of my car. No one wants to get zapped, so just the sound and sight of it is enough to convince them. Then I just have to keep track to not pick up that person again, but that's usually easy because they're flipping me off when I drive by. This is not a story about that, though, I'm just putting that out there to explain that the following is not my normal policy (and no, no one got lit up.).
About ten years ago, I happened across the hottest little BSW. 20's, rocking body, easy to talk to, and crazy fun. She went by Jessica. She was one of the few that I would take back to my place (I live alone) for fun, and she never gave me any regrets for it. I used to scoop her up whenever I could.
Unfortunately, she disappeared for a while, then resurfaced 5 years later. When she did, well, the rocking hot body was gone, and, while she still delivered, she started trying to negotiate for higher prices for her time, minus her previous hotness. I cut her off after a couple of visits, since I really hate it when they start trying to push up prices, especially when their quality isn't anywhere near what it used to be.
She blew up my phone for a while, and I told her I couldn't see her then, but she tried begging for money. Hard no, I don't play that. I blocked her, and moved on.
Five years later (present day,) and I'm heading in the vicinity of Marshall, on a night where it was pretty dry, with only a couple of possibilities that weren't worth considering. I was about to call it quits because it was late, but I swung down a side street, and saw a slightly-too-curvy BSW in a very short miniskirt. I'm a sucker for miniskirts, so I pulled over. I was a little worried because she had THREE bags with her (2 purses of varying descriptions, and a grocery bag,) and I usually pass on anyone carrying any bag, but it was dead out, and, hey, miniskirt.
She climbed into the passenger side, and knew my name. Oh, crap, when she told me hers, it took a while to dredge up the memory, but it helped when she talked about things she knew about my house and such, since I haven't let many folks visit. That was when I finally recognized that this was the former hottie who I hadn't seen in years (only because of the name, and a little of her face,) and, well, okay, we all get a little worse for wear as we add the years, but I figured fine, we'd catch up.
As this discussion was going on, though, she was going through all kinds of wild gyrations trying to organize her bags in some incomprehensible manner, while I was still stopped in the middle of the street, and she hadn't closed the passenger car door. One of her legs was still sticking out of it, but the rest of her was in the car. I told her to hurry up and close the door so we could get moving, before officer friendly comes along and gets the wrong idea. She said she was getting there, but give her a minute. I said no, we've got to move, I do not want to sit here with my door open and someone halfway in my car. She said don't worry, the cops have driven by her 4 times tonight already, and they know what she's doing and haven't even stopped to talk to her. I said that doesn't make me feel better, and the fact that you were just standing there was one thing, but if they come by right now, they're going to have some questions. She continued to try to convince me it was fine, but, honestly, if she hadn't already been sitting in the seat, I would've just hit the gas and turned a hard right to close the door. I don't appreciate people who can't understand simple discretion, even if I already know them.
She finally got her leg in the car, and I went ahead and started driving immediately, so she complained, but closed the door and went back to doing crazy things with her bags. She was very chatty, and trying to bring up old times, which I didn't mind, as the spot I had in mind was a few minutes away. She did seem pretty out of it, though. Back in the day, she was consistently very lucid and clever, but, now, yikes. The streets have not done well, with her.
We were about 1 minute from the spot (heading into Hampton) when she announced that we needed to drive to Jefferson, which is where she had a spot. I declined, as the place she mentioned was over 10 minutes away, and I was perfectly happy with my spot that was coming up. I did tell her that I'd be happy to drop her off there after we were done.
We arrived at the first spot, and she nixed it, so I went to the second, very nearby, and pulled into a dark area. She said she wanted to pull up closer to the light. I pointed out that that was not a great plan, but she said she only needed a minute to locate supplies. We discussed a donation for her time, and she was disappointed that it wasn't what she used to get, but I knew it was fair. She asked if she could get more, and I said because I know you, you know I'll kick in a little more if you take care of me. She wanted to know how much, and I was starting to not feel this at all. I told her, and she said no, that's not enough. I told her okay, I'd drop her back off then. She decided it was enough.
I wanted to park and step out of the car to get to a good spot to have a discussion, but she really wanted to locate stuff in her bags, first, and really wanted the lights on in the car. I told her we can't just sit here in the car with the lights on, and she tried to convince me it was okay. I wasn't convinced, since it made us stick out like a sore thumb. Finally, she said okay, let's do this, and I said great, and stepped out of the car. She said no, we need to have our discussion right here in the car. (That's really not an option in my car, even if she didn't have a bunch of bags to juggle). She said well, it could just be an oral discussion, then.
I refused, and she said okay then, can you still drop me off. I said sure, for old times sake, I'll drop you off. She said "I'm going to need the money, though. " I said then let's step out and discuss that. She said no, not here, but at the place we were going. I said I couldn't guarantee that I would like the place where we were going, so if she wasn't happy with this place, she wasn't going to be getting any money from me. She said but I need it. I said well, that's not how this works. She reminded me of the great times we had had. I said yes, they were great times, now, what's going on tonight? She said okay, drop me off.
As I started driving, she said again "but I'm going to need the money, though. " I said sure, I'll deduct it from my charge for being your Uber tonight, and you'll only owe me $20.
She looked at me like I was crazy. She said "you're kidding, right?" I said no, I'm not. If you want me to drive you across town, you'd better believe I'm getting paid for it. She said "I don't have $20". I told her she could get out here, or I could drop her where I found her. She said "why are you being like this? This isn't right. You were always good to me, and I always took care of you. " I said yeah, that's how it was, but now she was trying to demand money for nothing, and to get a ride across town. I want to be paid for my time, the same as she wants to be paid for hers. She said she didn't ask for any money, and she went on a long rant about how I was making that up, and she speaks very clearly, and knew she hadn't asked for any such thing.
I told her she spoke very clearly, and just told me "but I need the money" 3 times, so cut the bullshit. She said "so that's how it is now!" and she started ranting and mumbling about the unfairness of life, and how people aren't who you thought, and, oh my gosh, it just went on and on. She pulled out two bottles of wine from one of those bags, and started swigging from one of them. I just kept a hand on my (concealed) knife, and carried on driving. She complained louder and louder the whole way, but it started to become very incoherent.
When we arrived, she directed me down a sidestreet, and I recognized a rotten apartment complex that I knew from the past. She said we could pull right into the parking lot there, and she'd take care of me. I flatly refused, as it was a terrible place, with no privacy, and it's really hard to get out of that narrow lot quickly. I stopped about a half a block from it, on the sidestreet, and she sighed, and dug around in one of her bags, and offered me a couple of dollar bills that she found. I said no, this one's on me. I did think it was sweet that she offered, and I kind of felt slightly bad for how things went, but it was her choice to make them difficult, so it was mostly just disappointment that the good times in the past were only in the past.
She opened her door, and started gathering her stuff. She was still talking, and still carrying on, and she kept taking breaks to take swigs from her wine bottle. She kept trying to organize her stuff in some weird way, then she discovered her crack pipe, and stuck it in one side of her bra, with her dollars in the other. She took FOREVER. When I reminded her I needed to get going, and we can't just sit here with the door open, she got mad, and said "I know I know I just have to get my stuff together, and I keep dropping things in your car. ".
She kept digging around beside the seat and on the floor, and demanded that I turn on the light. I pointed at the light, which was already on because the door was open. She said turn on more lights then. I said that's all the lights, but if you step out, you might be able to see if you dropped anything.
She said she did drop a lot of things, and my car kept eating them up. She said that she couldn't find her phone, but she knows she had it in her hand before we left the other spot. I looked over, and there was no phone beside the seat or on the floor (that I could see, with one of her bags still in the way, even while another was on her lap, and a third was on the street outside.) I asked her for the phone number, and offered to call it.
She said she didn't know the number, because it was new. Huh.
She then poked through her purse, still complaining that my car was eating her things, and she pulled out a phone. I said good, you found it, have a good night. She said no, not this phone. I suggested she use that phone to call her other phone, then. She said she hadn't saved it. She dug through her stuff some more, and came up with a second phone. I said okay, great, glad you found it. She said no, it's not either of these phones.
Oh boy. And yes, I totally get that she probably stole 3 phones and intended to sell them to feed her habit.
Finally, she was half out of the car, bags moving in and out, and digging around between my seat and under the seat. She came up with an N95 mask with a broken loop and two fast food straws that I had dropped between the seats, and said "I can use these" and stuffed them in her purse. She kept insisting that her phone was there and I should help look. I did look, and there was no phone there. My car is not big, and it's not hard to find things in it. She kept this up for a crazy amount of time, until I pointed out that we had been sitting here looking for her phone for 25 minutes, and she needed to get the hell out of my car. She took another swig of wine, failed to put the cap on correctly, dropped it into her grocery bag, and then dropped the bag on my seat. Leather seat started to fill up with a puddle of wine. I started yelling about this, and she said "you knew I had the wine, so it's not my fault!" WTH Jessica, it is your fault that you just spilled wine in my car, get the hell out! And I grabbed paper towels and started getting up what I could. Oh my god, it smelled.
She said she still needed to find her phone, and she knew it was in my car, and that I'd feel bad when I found it later. I told her no one takes 25 minutes to get out of a car, and if we didn't already have history together, I'd have already lit her up. She said "lit me up?" and I finally pulled out the stun gun and showed it to her. She seemed happy. "Oh you can use that as a flashlight, right?" (I realized she was serious, and I did, briefly, use it as a flashlight to show here that the third phone had still not mysteriously appeared).
By the time I finally pulled away, she was still standing there in the street, bags all around, yelling about how unfair it all was, and that I wasn't a very nice person, but she missed the good times we used to have.
TLDR version: watch out for Jessica near Marshall, or on Jefferson near Mercury. She's got a lot going on, and, while she's not violent, she's not a good person to let into your car right now.
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08-17-22 12:23 #260
Typo
It was supposed to say about midnight, she hangs right before the cvs on the same side. Easy to spot really shakes her ass and is thick with a nice set of Ds. Originally Posted by Scorpio22
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08-17-22 07:29 #2598 nnearbb6 lit?. Typo? What were you trying to say here? What time was this also? Thanks for heads up on seeing something out there. Originally Posted by FoxFinder
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08-17-22 00:17 #258
BSW main and J
Natural haired BS at main and j Taylor is the name pulled up and partake 8 nnearb6 lit for $80 thick and ready.
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06-24-22 10:33 #257
Wow spotted
3 WSW spotted 1 tall older 1 short maybe 30's and 1 20's looks Latina nice body pm for location.
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