Streetwalker Reports

[HuntingStreets]

Took a quick lap through the South Loop in my work truck. I see Skinny Minnie is back on National. Almost didn't recognize her. Looks at minimum 10 years older than the last time I saw her 2 or 3 years ago. Meth is a cruel master.

HS.

[BladeCruiser]

East on national and there was the kleptomaniac Angel. OMG she looked bad. Aged 30 years since I last saw her walking. Her face was bruised and beaten.

I will take that as good news. I try to be a nice guy but this one is an exception.

[Double Life]

Another trip to the Macabre (loop). Fast Eddie said it was busy and I was in the area so decided to provide recon for those of you considering. I began at "the wall", now fenced off and being remodeled. Spray painted on the entry is "the devil is here". This is the welcome mat provided by our slithering SW's. West to 26th saw three zombie like skeletons. No flesh color to their faces, sucked in checks, emaciated walking dead. Up toward National and saw two hanging out at the back door of a church like building. Totally strung out one was hunched over, stumbling, and swinging her arms as if she was a drunk little elephant, sexy! The other was negotiating with a trick thru his window. Her eyes were sunken and dark. Giddit! East on national and there was the kleptomaniac Angel. OMG she looked bad. Aged 30 years since I last saw her walking. Her face was bruised and beaten. A couple more blocks and another skeleton wearing dark rimmed glasses. Her face was red with sores and acne. I think her name is Skabby. Up to Lincoln and 3 more between 6th and 13th. They stare at you with empty minded drool as you drive by. The kind of thing nightmares are made of. So if you wish to see Dumbo, MRS. A Spredder, Skabby, or the Angel of death, visit the Macabre.

Giddit.

And until next time, pleasant dreams. Muuaahhh.

[Double Life]

Is Stacy on national still around? Fast Eddie is trying to find her.

[Mannheim]

Early morning before sunrise found CeCe, 15th & G, not sure on the spelling of her name. A little chubby white girl, says she's from way up eagle river way. Excellent no hands BJ is her technique. Would repeat.

A little later, Sarah, tall white dirty blonde, 6th & G. Kinda of horse face, does a decent BJ. Got a little toothy so I called it quits. Would not repeat.

Maybe a little later on Libson, skinny hoodrat, can't remember her name, it was very ethnic if you know what I mean. Holding her crack pipe as she got it. Told myself it better be the best blow job of my life or she's getting the boot after 15 seconds. It was decent, the way she arched her back made me let her continue for a few extra seconds. After 3 mins I gave her the boot tho. Too much hand not enough DT.

Last was Terri, 26th and Nat. Older, funky brown hair, dressed okay and didn't smell which is rare for a white girl on nat these days. She did the trick.

[Body Shopper]

Baby Jess,

Blessed art thou among women, and blessed is he who shooteth seed into your face hole.

Amen.

I love fucking women, as many women as possible, whether one at a time or multiple at once. Unprotected, always. Variety is the spice of life, gentlemen, and don't you forget it!

Some day, some smart, young lady is going to give me a heart attack with her delightful techniques, and then promptly divest me of my wallet, and if she is so bold, my vehicle, as well.

In The Great Circle OF Life, all life is inter-connected. From the farmer tilling the soil in Vietnam, to the toothless cocksucker wincing as my shots hit her, one after the other, on the tonsils, we all participate in The Great Circle.

As soon as a young woman becomes addicted to heroin or crack-cocaine, she migrates to Milwaukee and sucks my cock. They migrate from the Northwoods, the Fox Valley, Michigan's Upper Peninsula, Madison, La Crosse, Sturgeon Bay, Walworth County, Wisconsin Dells, and many other locations in an around this fine state. They are God's only begotten daughters, brought here to make us shoot semen bullets, for which society should be grateful to these Street Angels, because society should be thrilled to death that we men vent our rage and exercise our demons and purge ourselves in this fashion. Nothing satiates the carnal palate like a pair of nymphs, one sucking the cock while the other licks the balls. I recommend all of you men try that! Just go body shopping, and pick up a couple of random stranger slores, and make them serve their purpose!

I paid Becca the 50 from my friend Alex, whose several months of mongering in Milwaukee I chronicled here a couple of months ago. If you remember correctly, in early September, they were caught by the police, and she hadn't been paid. They had actually just wrapped up a suck-and-fuck that lasted almost an hour. They sent Alex on his way and detained Becca, then sent her on her way, on foot. The agreement was suck and fuck for 40. Within a few days, Alex decided to raise her pay for that date to 50, because the date lasted so long. But in December, he said he's not going to pay her, because she threw her crack pipe in his car. I retorted that such a consideration could have been made immediately after he found the pipe (he'd found it later that night or the next day), but not 3-to-4 months later. I told him that he's trying to get out of paying her, and I reminded him that it was I who introduced them, and I insisted that he cough up the money. So, he did. Again, this was back in December. So, I was ready to pay her. I refused to call the number one of the mongers gave me for her, due to my concerns over the police contact she'd had that night. So, when I saw her on the street the time-before-last when I was in town, I pulled up and handed her the 50! It makes me feel good to have morals and integrity of character, which is more than most prostitutes can say for themselves.

I believe that if a John does anything dirty to a prostitute, she should punish him. I also believe that if a prostitute does anything dirty to a John, he should punish her. I advocate a fair and equitable world for all on both sides of the aisle. If you make a deal and don't stick to it, or if you wait until the dick is out, or until you're in coitus to hit someone with extra rules, you deserve to be punished.

I told you in my last report that Jessi of The Holy Trinity and I hung out in my motel room for a few hours. I described the date that occurred toward the end of that time, but I didn't speak about any other aspects of the experience. I want to take this opportunity to praise her on a social level. Jessi was the best house guest a person could ever have! Even though I think I'm a pretty good socialite myself, I must say that compared to her, I was quite crass and underdeveloped. For instance, I'm a pacer, and I didn't bother apprising her of my habit prior to pacing, thus leaving her to wonder if she's annoying or boring, which she asked, and I assured her that she wasn't. She was perfect in making any such appraisals that were appropriate, and displaying the perfect balance of self-awareness while not walking on eggshells. Up until that night a week ago, she and I were just slore and trick, albeit very familiar ones. Through the duration of that time in my motel room, though, I feel like we developed a friendship. Already, in the car on the way out, she brought up many subjects regarding physics, governments, and our earthly experience. I was very impressed with her knowledge. She knows that there is an invisible barrier above the earth, through which no creature or object can venture out. She knows that the earth isn't round or spinning, and that Antarctica is the edge of the world, and that beings and resources exist there, and that the governments of the world conspire to forbid us from exploring and discovering The Beyond. Most of these topics, she initiated, as she did the initial topic that kicked off the whole conversation. Erika, on the other hand, believes, like David Duke does, that the earth is round and spinning, and that we "walked on the moon", and other similar things. She and I had a brief discussion on that topic earlier that day, also initiated by her. Erika introduced the topic by stating that she would like to buy a telescope, and expressing a general interest in "space exploration". When I piped up, Erika absolved herself of her role in that discussion, not deigning to reply. We were very nice to each other, though, each tickled by the other's beliefs.

While Jessi and I were chatting, and she was on the topic of the bad experiences hookers face in their line of business, she at one point remarked, "You can know a guy for years, then once night he just goes ballistic. " I replied, "Had you given his friend a more open menu the night he introduced you to him, than you'd ever given your long-time client?" Perplexed, Jessi said, "No."

I snapped several photos of Jessi in the motel room, upon our arrival, prior to disrobing. I have included a couple of those photos in this post. Enjoy!

I want to thank Erika for hooking me up with Jessi that night. Erika is truly a central figure in our cozy Silver City neighborhood, and a pillar of the community. Heck, even the mighty goddess Michelle- a former prostitute who is as legendary as any who have ever existed, and who the young girls used to call "mom"- made an appearance under one of Erika's facebook posts a few days ago. Now, a woman I used to be friends with, who was not a prostitute, and who was average at fellatio when we met, I trained up in a matter of months, to give me the greatest pleasure imaginable. During a couple of blow jobs, I even had tears streaming down my cheeks. No one else has ever procured tears. Then, within a few years, she went right back to being average. She would sometimes practice on me, to prepare herself for other guys. I digress. If I have to advise a woman on techniques, she doesn't deserve credit for any improvement I make in her performance. So, she doesn't count when I consider who makes me feel best. The woman who makes me feel the best is Erika! There are many great cocksuckers- Jill, Jessi, Reah, Kerri, Hazel, and even Amy, though Amy doesn't suck long enough to even make you finish- and Jessi and Jill still have Erika beaten on the percentage of times they make me cum- but the sheer technique Erika uses on my cock head, early in the blow job, when she's not nodding off, makes me feel the greatest any woman has ever made me feel. And Erika verified, recently, when questioned, that yes, my perception is accurate when I see pride on her face while she's working on my cock head and I'm whimpering like a wounded puppy, and gasping for dear life. She knows her power, and she wields it ferociously and enthusiastically. When I am with Erika- or Jill, Jessi, Reah, Kerri, Hazel, or Amy, for that matter- I am at their mercy, which is right where I like to be.

Body Shopper.

[VikingPride]

The mild weather brought many out last night. Yes Jill the Great is still around. Spotted her walking lower numbers on G. Last time I seen her she had me stop way before her house when dropping her off so that she could sneak in and catch her boyfriend cheating on her. Hilarious. Also for those interested, I'm about 75% sure I seen Rose on 23 and G wearing a black and white skirt and walking with an AA man carrying a blanket. LOL. So she might be back in action. I did not scoop either one. I was on the prowl looking for new talent since it was a nice night out.

[BladeCruiser]

Be careful of her live in boyfriend.

Now that just begs all kinds of questions. Would love to hear the whole story of that situation. The Human Experience fascinates me. (Not my problem if there are those who don't like when I write about it).

Sounds like there is just a tad of jealousy there but I bet he was still OK with spending your money.

[WillowRut]

Jill MIA. No posts. No respond. Lost phone? New BF? Relocated? Any info.

Still around. Phone is back on. What a trip. Be careful of her live in boyfriend. Don't pick her up at her place. Have her come to your car from a block or two away.

Boyfriend kicked a dent in my car when she was getting in.

Can't believe she still went back to that dump. He's nuts. Nice dent in my back door panel.

Just be careful.

[MilwNightFun]

Jill MIA. No posts. No respond. Lost phone? New BF? Relocated? Any info.

[Freddie Kane]

Baby Jess, blessed art thou among women, and blessed is he who shooteth seed into your face hole.

Amen.

I want to take a moment to give a shout out and a personal Thank You to all of the drug dealers the world over, but especially in the city of Milwaukee. You brave heroes are risking your freedom, and your life and limb, to facilitate our lifestyle, for which we only risk an ordinance ticket, or, at worst, a class A misdemeanor charge. God bless you! May your days be long, and filled with joy; and may you be rich.

Thank you, drug dealers, for keeping our women hooked on drugs, so that they swarm the streets, performing sexual favors for a pittance. You, my friends, by dint of your business, have leveled the dating playing field, that otherwise would have women controlling it at a 100-to-0 ratio, with men having no control. Now, we don't have to kiss ass in order to get our dick sucked.

Before I get started on my tirade, I would like to take a moment to mention that in my snooping and investigating, I have discovered that Erika is a good criminal, is on the side of criminals, and takes measures to protect all of us from discovery and prosecution. I am the nosiest of Johns. And a big, fat braggart. During a date with Chella the previous time I was in town, I couldn't resist telling her, upon her return to my car, that I found Chella's narcan. I said this in spite of the fact that I understood that it would apprise her that I'd rummaged through her bag. I quickly attempted damage control and stated that I would never steal from a hooker. Chella remains on good terms with me, and seemed unaffected by my revelation. But back to the subject of Erika. I don't want Erika to know what depths I've plumbed in my snooping, so I will not reveal what I know or how I discovered it; but suffice it to say that all of us criminals- solicitors of sex, dealers of drugs, drug users, and everyone else in the Underworld- should appreciate Erika for her dedication to protecting us and herself from the authorities. She even bothered following one specific instruction I'd given her a while back, in my attempt to protect myself from discovery.

I am equaled by few, and surpassed by none, in the predatory, skillful, and flamboyant sloremongering I do.

Sit back and enjoy my latest fictional addition to the continuing saga.

I arrived in town the day before yesterday and got a motel. I picked up Erika and brought her there. She sucked, then we fucked. She sucked again, then we fucked again. I still had not cum, and though we must not have been at it more than 12 minutes by that point, she was very frustrated at my request of her sucking again. So, I told her that we will go grocery shopping afterward, if she makes me shoot. So, she sucked me more. After probably another 8 minutes, my semen came pouring out of a floppy dick. My cock enjoyed no stimulation during the orgasm, but that was no fault of Erika's. Due to her stringent demand that I not tell what we're doing, I am not going to explain the why and wherefore of this unhappy happy ending, but I will reiterate that it was no fault of hers. In fact, she tried to make it as enjoyable as possible for me during the orgasm. I also had not apprised her of my impending climax. Oh, well. 60. I bought her $20 worth of groceries.

That evening, Erika hooked me up with a date with Jessi of The Holy Trinity! We did a car date. 20. She sucked me for probably around 10 minutes. Can you guess what happened then? Drum roll. A geyser of semen came spurting out of my wiener! Right into her face hole! Ha! 10. She then said that we should hang out. I agreed. She bought her drugs, then we repaired to my motel room, where we hung out for probably 5 hours. After four hours or so, she sucked me, we fucked, then she sucked me again. This time I didn't come! 30. This is only the second time she's ever failed me. That four minutes she sucked my limp noodle while I was waiting for Erika during my previous trip into town, when I had come four times in the previous 12 hours, doesn't count. This was my first time fucking Baby Jess! Her pussy looks perfect! And you can see the moisture all over the exterior of it! It is a very attractive and perfectly-made pussy! And it feels SO GREAT around the cock! Hell yeah! She lied on her back while I pounded her pussy for, I'd say, around 4 minutes. The bed was making a ton of racket! It was after midnight. I didn't give a fuck! I really enjoyed getting to fuck Jessi for the first time. I dropped her back off. She told me that the notorious toothless Dee Dee is in one of those two drug houses! Hell, yeah! Jess said she'd give Dee Dee my number the following day, and ask her if she can give me hers. I heard nothing from nor about Dee Dee the following day.

Next, I picked up Chella. Motel. 46. She sucked me, then I tried to fuck her, but my dick was too limp, so she resumed sucking me. I'd say that she worked for probably 15 - 20 minutes total, at the end of which, she caught my seed in her face hole. She went and spat it out in the bathroom sink. I admonished her that she's supposed to swallow it. I expressed a desire for 6 back due to us not fucking. She protested, citing the amount of work she had done, which admittedly was considerable. I quickly acquiesced.

I woke up the next day with my brain burning with lust for every beautiful woman, and every animated corpse, on Greenfield Avenue. So, off I went, with an itchy dick.

Do you remember that last summer, I reported that I met the most beautiful hooker in all of Milwaukee? Snow! She had come up to my car, last June, and said, "It's 50 for a blow job with a condom. " I turned white and stuttered some friendly refusal, then sped away in terror at the thought of that amount of money! Yikes! Well, yesterday, I came upon one beautiful young hooker, trotting along westbound on Greenfield, between 22nd & 23rd streets, on the north sidewalk, her huge breasts bouncing. I pulled up. She was listening to music through headphones with her phone. I said, "Hey!" She turned back around and kept walking. I pulled up a half a block ahead and tried again. This time, to my astonishment, I though I recognized her. I said, "Are you snow?" Her countenance switched to happiness and familiarity, and she said, "Yes," as she gaily approached my car. I said, "Get in!" and she did. She agreed to my terms and submitted to my mouth check, which was clearly alien to her. My 24 1/2 years on the streets, I've always had a policy (and still do) of not touching my mouth on a hooker's breasts, no matter how beautiful they are. Well, I consciously, coolly, broke that rule yesterday, with the most beautiful woman in all of Silver City! Snow could walk into any club and be better looking than the vast majority of women in there! No drug damage! Yum! These are the hugest breasts I have ever glommed in my life! I can't nearly fit one in my hand! They're way bigger than my hands! 20. I sucked on her tits for perhaps 20 seconds, then she sucked my dick for probably 6 minutes. I shot into her mouth, and she spat my bile out the door. Then, I sucked those beautiful breasts for probably another 30 seconds. 10. I got her phone number and called hers, so she has mine, too. I really hope that I will be able to reach her on the phone! I will do tons more dates with her! In fact, I would have proposed marriage and family-building, were it not for a certain fact I dug out via questioning, that precludes her from being allowed to fulfill that distinctive role in my life, due to some unfashionable and stringent social attitute I have, even though Snow has a very fecund womb. But my God, is she beautiful! She had her hair up, unfortunately. She's a thick, voluptuous girl, like Rose, but she puts Rose to shame. Snow is a fiendish devil, just like I am. In fact, it is the blackness of the hearts of souls like me, Erika, and so many others that makes our paths cross and us get deeper involved with each other. It's the law of magnetism.

Next, I accosted Yari, as she walked away from the main drug house. I learned that I was mistaken, and this is not the same Yari I had my cock sucked by a year or two ago. They both have an underbite, but that Yari was a medium-brown-skinned woman who appears to be around 30 years old. This one is very light-skinned, almost white. She's Hispanic, and is missing her top set of teeth. I remarked to her about her missing top set, and she explained herself; I replied that missing teeth is great for hookers, and that I wish her bottom set were gone, too! Ha! She's in her 40's. 20. She sucked my cock for around ten minutes, then quit. It felt great, but she didn't make me cum. I will happily pick her up again, though, because it was worth the 20.

Finally, Baby Jess returned my phone call, and I picked her up 3 minutes after dropping off Yari. 20. Probably 9 minutes of cocksucking. Shoot! It was a mighty and intense orgasm, just like the one she'd procured me in my car the previous night! 10. I dropped her off.

So, in two days- actually, only around 26 hours- I did seven dates: three with Baby Jess, and four with four other hookers: Erika, Chella, Snow, and Yari. Three motel dates and four car dates. I am a pig.

These are interchangeable walking, talking communal fleshlights.

Body Shopper.

I tried to contact Snow on the app Tagged back in Jan 2023 but she never responded. Also I'm pretty sure I matched with her on Tinder prior to that. Might have to hit National / Greenfield one of these days and see if I can link with her.

[ATW2020]

Please and thanks. Can be good conversation there too my guy.

[BladeCruiser]

I look forward to her return to the streets. The streets is where an unaccountable, dishonest wretch like her belongs. It is where every treasonous dirtball belongs. The streets is the place where they live and they die.

Yeah, we all slip up once in a while trying to be nice and do something good for a fellow human being. Then we make it two mistakes in a row expecting something good in return.

Then again, trying to be nice is not a bad thing. Just make sure you still have your car keys and phone else it's three mistakes in a row.

[Body Shopper]

Baby Jess, blessed art thou among women, and blessed is he who shooteth seed into your face hole.

Amen.

I want to take a moment to give a shout out and a personal Thank You to all of the drug dealers the world over, but especially in the city of Milwaukee. You brave heroes are risking your freedom, and your life and limb, to facilitate our lifestyle, for which we only risk an ordinance ticket, or, at worst, a class A misdemeanor charge. God bless you! May your days be long, and filled with joy; and may you be rich.

Thank you, drug dealers, for keeping our women hooked on drugs, so that they swarm the streets, performing sexual favors for a pittance. You, my friends, by dint of your business, have leveled the dating playing field, that otherwise would have women controlling it at a 100-to-0 ratio, with men having no control. Now, we don't have to kiss ass in order to get our dick sucked.

Before I get started on my tirade, I would like to take a moment to mention that in my snooping and investigating, I have discovered that Erika is a good criminal, is on the side of criminals, and takes measures to protect all of us from discovery and prosecution. I am the nosiest of Johns. And a big, fat braggart. During a date with Chella the previous time I was in town, I couldn't resist telling her, upon her return to my car, that I found Chella's narcan. I said this in spite of the fact that I understood that it would apprise her that I'd rummaged through her bag. I quickly attempted damage control and stated that I would never steal from a hooker. Chella remains on good terms with me, and seemed unaffected by my revelation. But back to the subject of Erika. I don't want Erika to know what depths I've plumbed in my snooping, so I will not reveal what I know or how I discovered it; but suffice it to say that all of us criminals- solicitors of sex, dealers of drugs, drug users, and everyone else in the Underworld- should appreciate Erika for her dedication to protecting us and herself from the authorities. She even bothered following one specific instruction I'd given her a while back, in my attempt to protect myself from discovery.

I am equaled by few, and surpassed by none, in the predatory, skillful, and flamboyant sloremongering I do.

Sit back and enjoy my latest fictional addition to the continuing saga.

I arrived in town the day before yesterday and got a motel. I picked up Erika and brought her there. She sucked, then we fucked. She sucked again, then we fucked again. I still had not cum, and though we must not have been at it more than 12 minutes by that point, she was very frustrated at my request of her sucking again. So, I told her that we will go grocery shopping afterward, if she makes me shoot. So, she sucked me more. After probably another 8 minutes, my semen came pouring out of a floppy dick. My cock enjoyed no stimulation during the orgasm, but that was no fault of Erika's. Due to her stringent demand that I not tell what we're doing, I am not going to explain the why and wherefore of this unhappy happy ending, but I will reiterate that it was no fault of hers. In fact, she tried to make it as enjoyable as possible for me during the orgasm. I also had not apprised her of my impending climax. Oh, well. 60. I bought her $20 worth of groceries.

That evening, Erika hooked me up with a date with Jessi of The Holy Trinity! We did a car date. 20. She sucked me for probably around 10 minutes. Can you guess what happened then? Drum roll. A geyser of semen came spurting out of my wiener! Right into her face hole! Ha! 10. She then said that we should hang out. I agreed. She bought her drugs, then we repaired to my motel room, where we hung out for probably 5 hours. After four hours or so, she sucked me, we fucked, then she sucked me again. This time I didn't come! 30. This is only the second time she's ever failed me. That four minutes she sucked my limp noodle while I was waiting for Erika during my previous trip into town, when I had come four times in the previous 12 hours, doesn't count. This was my first time fucking Baby Jess! Her pussy looks perfect! And you can see the moisture all over the exterior of it! It is a very attractive and perfectly-made pussy! And it feels SO GREAT around the cock! Hell yeah! She lied on her back while I pounded her pussy for, I'd say, around 4 minutes. The bed was making a ton of racket! It was after midnight. I didn't give a fuck! I really enjoyed getting to fuck Jessi for the first time. I dropped her back off. She told me that the notorious toothless Dee Dee is in one of those two drug houses! Hell, yeah! Jess said she'd give Dee Dee my number the following day, and ask her if she can give me hers. I heard nothing from nor about Dee Dee the following day.

Next, I picked up Chella. Motel. 46. She sucked me, then I tried to fuck her, but my dick was too limp, so she resumed sucking me. I'd say that she worked for probably 15 - 20 minutes total, at the end of which, she caught my seed in her face hole. She went and spat it out in the bathroom sink. I admonished her that she's supposed to swallow it. I expressed a desire for 6 back due to us not fucking. She protested, citing the amount of work she had done, which admittedly was considerable. I quickly acquiesced.

I woke up the next day with my brain burning with lust for every beautiful woman, and every animated corpse, on Greenfield Avenue. So, off I went, with an itchy dick.

Do you remember that last summer, I reported that I met the most beautiful hooker in all of Milwaukee? Snow! She had come up to my car, last June, and said, "It's 50 for a blow job with a condom. " I turned white and stuttered some friendly refusal, then sped away in terror at the thought of that amount of money! Yikes! Well, yesterday, I came upon one beautiful young hooker, trotting along westbound on Greenfield, between 22nd & 23rd streets, on the north sidewalk, her huge breasts bouncing. I pulled up. She was listening to music through headphones with her phone. I said, "Hey!" She turned back around and kept walking. I pulled up a half a block ahead and tried again. This time, to my astonishment, I though I recognized her. I said, "Are you snow?" Her countenance switched to happiness and familiarity, and she said, "Yes," as she gaily approached my car. I said, "Get in!" and she did. She agreed to my terms and submitted to my mouth check, which was clearly alien to her. My 24 1/2 years on the streets, I've always had a policy (and still do) of not touching my mouth on a hooker's breasts, no matter how beautiful they are. Well, I consciously, coolly, broke that rule yesterday, with the most beautiful woman in all of Silver City! Snow could walk into any club and be better looking than the vast majority of women in there! No drug damage! Yum! These are the hugest breasts I have ever glommed in my life! I can't nearly fit one in my hand! They're way bigger than my hands! 20. I sucked on her tits for perhaps 20 seconds, then she sucked my dick for probably 6 minutes. I shot into her mouth, and she spat my bile out the door. Then, I sucked those beautiful breasts for probably another 30 seconds. 10. I got her phone number and called hers, so she has mine, too. I really hope that I will be able to reach her on the phone! I will do tons more dates with her! In fact, I would have proposed marriage and family-building, were it not for a certain fact I dug out via questioning, that precludes her from being allowed to fulfill that distinctive role in my life, due to some unfashionable and stringent social attitute I have, even though Snow has a very fecund womb. But my God, is she beautiful! She had her hair up, unfortunately. She's a thick, voluptuous girl, like Rose, but she puts Rose to shame. Snow is a fiendish devil, just like I am. In fact, it is the blackness of the hearts of souls like me, Erika, and so many others that makes our paths cross and us get deeper involved with each other. It's the law of magnetism.

Next, I accosted Yari, as she walked away from the main drug house. I learned that I was mistaken, and this is not the same Yari I had my cock sucked by a year or two ago. They both have an underbite, but that Yari was a medium-brown-skinned woman who appears to be around 30 years old. This one is very light-skinned, almost white. She's Hispanic, and is missing her top set of teeth. I remarked to her about her missing top set, and she explained herself; I replied that missing teeth is great for hookers, and that I wish her bottom set were gone, too! Ha! She's in her 40's. 20. She sucked my cock for around ten minutes, then quit. It felt great, but she didn't make me cum. I will happily pick her up again, though, because it was worth the 20.

Finally, Baby Jess returned my phone call, and I picked her up 3 minutes after dropping off Yari. 20. Probably 9 minutes of cocksucking. Shoot! It was a mighty and intense orgasm, just like the one she'd procured me in my car the previous night! 10. I dropped her off.

So, in two days- actually, only around 26 hours- I did seven dates: three with Baby Jess, and four with four other hookers: Erika, Chella, Snow, and Yari. Three motel dates and four car dates. I am a pig.

These are interchangeable walking, talking communal fleshlights.

Body Shopper.

[Body Shopper]

I visited the street prostitute Rose in jail last September. I dropped $20 on her commissary after my visit, because I appreciate all of the loads she's wrung out of me in the past, and I know she'd wring more out of me if she wasn't behind bars. Some of us mongers have morality and loyalty, and some do not. I'm proud that I'm in the former category.

I think I had to pay $24, and she got $19 of that.

I was secretly planning on dropping the same gift amount once every two weeks or so, whenever I pass through on my way into Milwaukee.

She called me around an hour after I left.

She called me again the following evening, and I told her that Danny is cheating on her with Princess. She went silent and said she has to go, but that she'll call me back in 5 minutes. She said that two or three times, with me accepting it each time.

She never called me back. So, I never visited her again. So, she didn't keep getting my money while she was in jail. That's the way her cookie crumbled. I recommend the rest of my fellow males start comporting themselves with dignity, like I do. Never inform a person- male or female- of anything nice you're planning on doing for them. Never back down. Never give in. I never visited Rose again after she said she'd call me back, then didn't. Fuck her. Even though I was in love with her. I stuck to my guns and held true to my convictions. When a woman (or anybody, for that matter) draws a line in the sand, you should never cross it. Let them die.

And now, as I mentioned in a recent post, she texted me out of the blue and agreed to meet the following week, then blocked my number. I reached her two weeks later, which was one week after we were supposed to meet up, from a different phone number. She said, "Hey. " "Can I call you back in a minute?" I said, "Yes". Then I said, "You're not going to call me back, are you. " She hung up on me.

Now her phone number is out of service.

Props to me for refusing to give her any information about Erika or the scene. When she inquired a few weeks ago, I simply said, "I'll tell you all about it when I see you next week. " This, I did, because I refuse to give someone information they're seeking, if they're lying about meeting up with me, or if they will change their mind. I give info only in person, if I haven't seen or talked with the person on the phone in many moons.

I look forward to her return to the streets. The streets is where an unaccountable, dishonest wretch like her belongs. It is where every treasonous dirtball belongs. The streets is the place where they live and they die. Interchangeable, walking, talking, communal fleshlights.