Streetwalker Reports

[OlGary]

The first time I saw that picture I got a little glitch. It's that glitch you get when something doesn't seem right.

I dunno about you guys but that looks like a tranny to me. Look at that thing, that's a guy man, it looked like it had a sex change, maybe while in the can. No wonder it got whacked and didn't feel a thing and still licking.

Next time maybe try for a cop check. Those work wonders and prevent you from proceeding if you happen to feel the wood.

Is this "Brittney"? I know from one of my friends on Mass ave that that's the name Kayla is using these days. Try searching for "Kayla Quincy Turtleboy", you'll find plenty about her. Last year one of the guys she robbed caught up with her and broke her jaw, apparently she didn't learn her lesson.

Stay safe, and happy hunting.

[WongMichael]

It takes a lot of balls to whack a hooker, regardless of what she did. We Mongors have a LOT to lose and these hookers don't have anything to lose at all.

Is this "Brittney"? I know from one of my friends on Mass ave that that's the name Kayla is using these days. Try searching for "Kayla Quincy Turtleboy", you'll find plenty about her. Last year one of the guys she robbed caught up with her and broke her jaw, apparently she didn't learn her lesson.

Stay safe, and happy hunting.

[Ho Hunter 328]

In hindsight, she's obviously a very experienced thief, and ripping off johns is her game. * YES I know there were numerous obvious red flags that I ignored. * I will take much greater precaution going forward. * Hopefully this tale can save you, my fellow mongers, the pain and agony and annoyance of this experience. I will tell you that it is EXTREMELY jarring to experience this. * I hope by reading this you can avoid that pain.

Monger on,

Theo.

Is this "Brittney"? I know from one of my friends on Mass ave that that's the name Kayla is using these days. Try searching for "Kayla Quincy Turtleboy", you'll find plenty about her. Last year one of the guys she robbed caught up with her and broke her jaw, apparently she didn't learn her lesson.

Stay safe, and happy hunting.

[CoolKid96]

Seems trackable.

If she bought gift cards at CVS with your credit card, your credit card company should be able to easily track the numbers for the gift cards, invalidate them, and (if the police care), arrest the person who tried to use them.

Problem is that police spend too much time chasing street girls and not enough time chasing real crime.

Hi all,*.

Long time monger here. * I'm embarrassed*to say that I got robbed badly during a car date, wallet stolen. * Partly because I foolishly and lazily let my guard down, partly because this chick is a professional robber pickpocket thief. **.

This was with a woman working*at the time under the name Brittney.

By the looks of the way she operated, this is really her focus and M. O. :* to rip off johns.

I figure I'd recount the story here for all your benefit and so you can avoid this evil woman.

I came across a new girl to me, Brittney. * She's white, kinda tall, thin, but thin & lean, like a gymnast, curly auburn hair, kinda cute. She has terrible scratch and pick & pock marks all over her face and body, likely due to crystal meth. * She was in grey sweats and sweatshirt, bundled up. **.

I saw her several times on Magazine street, and on the corner of Magazine and Allerton, behind you-Haul, so I guess that's where she often strolls, and that's where I ended up picking her up, at about 8 am on a Saturday morning. * I previously saw her strolling at around 11 pm the night before, picked her up, she was in the car for three minutes while we negotiated, she would not take $30 for a BBBJ, said she used to make $3 k per date as a high end escort, would not take $30 blah blah blah. * At the time, of course, this woman liked like a very cute SARS-afflicted diseased homeless drug-addict bum, just my type!* But I digress.

She got in the car that morning, and she immediately suggested we go to a good spot she knew of (red flag (that was obvious to me even at the time) #1). * I suggested a well known common safe spot in different direction, but she really requested her spot, which turned out to be Ambrose street (one-way). **.

Once we parked, we agreed $40 for a BBBJ. * What was weird at the time, was that the whole time she was blowing me, she was staring into my eyes. * I should have known something was up. **.

The blow job was merely adequate at best, not even, kinda bad now that I think of it. * Afterwards, she begged for more money. * I wanted her out of the car. * The whole time, I noticed, she was reaching around on my duffel bag, and on my jacket (which I had taken off).

Finally, just to get her the fuck out of the car, I offered her another $5. * I took the five out of my wallet, and I thought put the wallet back into my jacket. She's was like begrudgingly okay thanks for too little. * Then I said okay you want me to drive you back?* She said no I'll get out here. **.

No exaggerations: Within fifteen seconds of her departing the car, I knew something was up, and I reached for my wallet, and it was gone. * She some how *very* deftly grabbed it. She is clearly an experienced professional pickpocket. * Remember this was in broad daylight. **.

So I backed the car up, looked all around, but could not see her. * Ambrose street is between a community center / church combo on one side, and a grade school on another, and its buttressed by a playground wrapping around it, so there's generally lots of medium-far range visibility. And yet she was gone. * I drove frantically around the immediate area for the next ten minutes, but she was gone. * I drove back to Mass Ave figuring (wrongly) that she would head there to cop with the cash she had on her. * She was not there.

In hindsight, she was watching me as she blew me so that she could see when I tilted my head back and closed my eyes to enjoy the BJ, so she could then reach around and confiscate anything her hands could grab (wallet etc). * That never happened because her BJ was not that good. * After she was done blowing me (I did not cum, told her to stop after like seven minutes), she was frustrated, reaching around, and as I think about her actions, replay it in my head, she was looking for something, considering my duffel bag, to grab and then scram out of the car with it. * She clearly picked that spot on Ambrose, because she knew where to immediately hide in case her mark (me in this case) immediately realized he was robbed. * In this case, I did. * I looked around buildings, dumpsters, alleys, everywhere. * It was as if she immediately disappeared into thin air. * I was looking for her *literally* 15 seconds (count to 15) after she was out of my car, and there was no sign of her.

After I failed to see her on Mass Ave, I drove back to my apt, and started calling credit cards to cancel them. * That was maybe. 30 minutes after she had exited my car. * I had five credit cards. * She had hit ALL of them. * Within 30 minutes. * This despite having my $300 cash on her. * (What a disciplined drug addict thief we have here)* She made a B-line from my car to the closest Walgreen's and CVS, and she tried to jack out gift cards and stuff like that. * A bunch went through, thankfully a majority were denied. **.

In hindsight, she's obviously a very experienced thief, and ripping off johns is her game. * YES I know there were numerous obvious red flags that I ignored. * I will take much greater precaution going forward. * Hopefully this tale can save you, my fellow mongers, the pain and agony and annoyance of this experience. I will tell you that it is EXTREMELY jarring to experience this. * I hope by reading this you can avoid that pain.

Monger on,

Theo.

[Douchebag4ever]

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My other account is Bruins88

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Before that I had SparkyUSA

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[WongMichael]

That really sucks. The worst part is that she has your identity and your address if your driver's license was inside. I always put my wallet and cell phone in the glove box and lock it. I had my wallet picked. But, she only took the cash, which I had about 40-60 bucks in there. I had my wallet in the middle of the dash and as I was fucking her, she must've fingered her fingers through my wallet. Unlike yourself, she only took the cash.

I hate to see that happen. Careful out there.

Hi all,*.

Long time monger here. * I'm embarrassed*to say that I got robbed badly during a car date, wallet stolen. * Partly because I foolishly and lazily let my guard down, partly because this chick is a professional robber pickpocket thief. **.

This was with a woman working*at the time under the name Brittney.

By the looks of the way she operated, this is really her focus and M. O. :* to rip off johns.

I figure I'd recount the story here for all your benefit and so you can avoid this evil woman.

I came across a new girl to me, Brittney. * She's white, kinda tall, thin, but thin & lean, like a gymnast, curly auburn hair, kinda cute. She has terrible scratch and pick & pock marks all over her face and body, likely due to crystal meth. * She was in grey sweats and sweatshirt, bundled up. **.

I saw her several times on Magazine street, and on the corner of Magazine and Allerton, behind you-Haul, so I guess that's where she often strolls, and that's where I ended up picking her up, at about 8 am on a Saturday morning. * I previously saw her strolling at around 11 pm the night before, picked her up, she was in the car for three minutes while we negotiated, she would not take $30 for a BBBJ, said she used to make $3 k per date as a high end escort, would not take $30 blah blah blah. * At the time, of course, this woman liked like a very cute SARS-afflicted diseased homeless drug-addict bum, just my type!* But I digress.

She got in the car that morning, and she immediately suggested we go to a good spot she knew of (red flag (that was obvious to me even at the time) #1). * I suggested a well known common safe spot in different direction, but she really requested her spot, which turned out to be Ambrose street (one-way). **.

Once we parked, we agreed $40 for a BBBJ. * What was weird at the time, was that the whole time she was blowing me, she was staring into my eyes. * I should have known something was up. **.

The blow job was merely adequate at best, not even, kinda bad now that I think of it. * Afterwards, she begged for more money. * I wanted her out of the car. * The whole time, I noticed, she was reaching around on my duffel bag, and on my jacket (which I had taken off).

Finally, just to get her the fuck out of the car, I offered her another $5. * I took the five out of my wallet, and I thought put the wallet back into my jacket. She's was like begrudgingly okay thanks for too little. * Then I said okay you want me to drive you back?* She said no I'll get out here. **.

No exaggerations: Within fifteen seconds of her departing the car, I knew something was up, and I reached for my wallet, and it was gone. * She some how *very* deftly grabbed it. She is clearly an experienced professional pickpocket. * Remember this was in broad daylight. **.

So I backed the car up, looked all around, but could not see her. * Ambrose street is between a community center / church combo on one side, and a grade school on another, and its buttressed by a playground wrapping around it, so there's generally lots of medium-far range visibility. And yet she was gone. * I drove frantically around the immediate area for the next ten minutes, but she was gone. * I drove back to Mass Ave figuring (wrongly) that she would head there to cop with the cash she had on her. * She was not there.

In hindsight, she was watching me as she blew me so that she could see when I tilted my head back and closed my eyes to enjoy the BJ, so she could then reach around and confiscate anything her hands could grab (wallet etc). * That never happened because her BJ was not that good. * After she was done blowing me (I did not cum, told her to stop after like seven minutes), she was frustrated, reaching around, and as I think about her actions, replay it in my head, she was looking for something, considering my duffel bag, to grab and then scram out of the car with it. * She clearly picked that spot on Ambrose, because she knew where to immediately hide in case her mark (me in this case) immediately realized he was robbed. * In this case, I did. * I looked around buildings, dumpsters, alleys, everywhere. * It was as if she immediately disappeared into thin air. * I was looking for her *literally* 15 seconds (count to 15) after she was out of my car, and there was no sign of her.

After I failed to see her on Mass Ave, I drove back to my apt, and started calling credit cards to cancel them. * That was maybe. 30 minutes after she had exited my car. * I had five credit cards. * She had hit ALL of them. * Within 30 minutes. * This despite having my $300 cash on her. * (What a disciplined drug addict thief we have here)* She made a B-line from my car to the closest Walgreen's and CVS, and she tried to jack out gift cards and stuff like that. * A bunch went through, thankfully a majority were denied. **.

In hindsight, she's obviously a very experienced thief, and ripping off johns is her game. * YES I know there were numerous obvious red flags that I ignored. * I will take much greater precaution going forward. * Hopefully this tale can save you, my fellow mongers, the pain and agony and annoyance of this experience. I will tell you that it is EXTREMELY jarring to experience this. * I hope by reading this you can avoid that pain.

Monger on,

Theo.

[OlGary]

Wow truly heart breaking. This is why when I am getting ready to engage I throw my wallet hidden in the back seat somewhere or on the side pocket compartment near the speakers. I'd pull my seat way back and have a wider visibility of her reach.

The biggest red flag and where you should have stopped is letting this crack head convince you she is worth $40 bucks. Why do some of you guys foolishly keep giving in to this. No crackhead is worth giving 40 bucks for a blow man. She doesn't take 20, Later c ya. In your case you offered 30 and she started singing about how she used to be an encore escort. Yeah but now look at you, all shit face.

I think I saw that exact same chic the other circling the uhaul block matching the description. She looked promising from far away but when I got close and saw those bright red spot on her face I passed. I always passed when I see spots on the face like that. But you couldn't resist and still dove in for a BBBJ and you let her convince you she's worth 40? Holy shit.

I blame you.

Hi all,*.

Long time monger here. * I'm embarrassed*to say that I got robbed badly during a car date, wallet stolen. * Partly because I foolishly and lazily let my guard down, partly because this chick is a professional robber pickpocket thief. **.

This was with a woman working*at the time under the name Brittney.

By the looks of the way she operated, this is really her focus and M. O. :* to rip off johns.

I figure I'd recount the story here for all your benefit and so you can avoid this evil woman.

I came across a new girl to me, Brittney. * She's white, kinda tall, thin, but thin & lean, like a gymnast, curly auburn hair, kinda cute. She has terrible scratch and pick & pock marks all over her face and body, likely due to crystal meth. * She was in grey sweats and sweatshirt, bundled up. **.

I saw her several times on Magazine street, and on the corner of Magazine and Allerton, behind you-Haul, so I guess that's where she often strolls, and that's where I ended up picking her up, at about 8 am on a Saturday morning. * I previously saw her strolling at around 11 pm the night before, picked her up, she was in the car for three minutes while we negotiated, she would not take $30 for a BBBJ, said she used to make $3 k per date as a high end escort, would not take $30 blah blah blah. * At the time, of course, this woman liked like a very cute SARS-afflicted diseased homeless drug-addict bum, just my type!* But I digress.

She got in the car that morning, and she immediately suggested we go to a good spot she knew of (red flag (that was obvious to me even at the time) #1). * I suggested a well known common safe spot in different direction, but she really requested her spot, which turned out to be Ambrose street (one-way). ..

[Theo TheMonger]

Hi all,*.

Long time monger here. * I'm embarrassed*to say that I got robbed badly during a car date, wallet stolen. * Partly because I foolishly and lazily let my guard down, partly because this chick is a professional robber pickpocket thief. **.

This was with a woman working*at the time under the name Brittney.

By the looks of the way she operated, this is really her focus and M. O. :* to rip off johns.

I figure I'd recount the story here for all your benefit and so you can avoid this evil woman.

I came across a new girl to me, Brittney. * She's white, kinda tall, thin, but thin & lean, like a gymnast, curly auburn hair, kinda cute. She has terrible scratch and pick & pock marks all over her face and body, likely due to crystal meth. * She was in grey sweats and sweatshirt, bundled up. **.

I saw her several times on Magazine street, and on the corner of Magazine and Allerton, behind you-Haul, so I guess that's where she often strolls, and that's where I ended up picking her up, at about 8 am on a Saturday morning. * I previously saw her strolling at around 11 pm the night before, picked her up, she was in the car for three minutes while we negotiated, she would not take $30 for a BBBJ, said she used to make $3 k per date as a high end escort, would not take $30 blah blah blah. * At the time, of course, this woman liked like a very cute SARS-afflicted diseased homeless drug-addict bum, just my type!* But I digress.

She got in the car that morning, and she immediately suggested we go to a good spot she knew of (red flag (that was obvious to me even at the time) #1). * I suggested a well known common safe spot in different direction, but she really requested her spot, which turned out to be Ambrose street (one-way). **.

Once we parked, we agreed $40 for a BBBJ. * What was weird at the time, was that the whole time she was blowing me, she was staring into my eyes. * I should have known something was up. **.

The blow job was merely adequate at best, not even, kinda bad now that I think of it. * Afterwards, she begged for more money. * I wanted her out of the car. * The whole time, I noticed, she was reaching around on my duffel bag, and on my jacket (which I had taken off).

Finally, just to get her the fuck out of the car, I offered her another $5. * I took the five out of my wallet, and I thought put the wallet back into my jacket. She's was like begrudgingly okay thanks for too little. * Then I said okay you want me to drive you back?* She said no I'll get out here. **.

No exaggerations: Within fifteen seconds of her departing the car, I knew something was up, and I reached for my wallet, and it was gone. * She some how *very* deftly grabbed it. She is clearly an experienced professional pickpocket. * Remember this was in broad daylight. **.

So I backed the car up, looked all around, but could not see her. * Ambrose street is between a community center / church combo on one side, and a grade school on another, and its buttressed by a playground wrapping around it, so there's generally lots of medium-far range visibility. And yet she was gone. * I drove frantically around the immediate area for the next ten minutes, but she was gone. * I drove back to Mass Ave figuring (wrongly) that she would head there to cop with the cash she had on her. * She was not there.

In hindsight, she was watching me as she blew me so that she could see when I tilted my head back and closed my eyes to enjoy the BJ, so she could then reach around and confiscate anything her hands could grab (wallet etc). * That never happened because her BJ was not that good. * After she was done blowing me (I did not cum, told her to stop after like seven minutes), she was frustrated, reaching around, and as I think about her actions, replay it in my head, she was looking for something, considering my duffel bag, to grab and then scram out of the car with it. * She clearly picked that spot on Ambrose, because she knew where to immediately hide in case her mark (me in this case) immediately realized he was robbed. * In this case, I did. * I looked around buildings, dumpsters, alleys, everywhere. * It was as if she immediately disappeared into thin air. * I was looking for her *literally* 15 seconds (count to 15) after she was out of my car, and there was no sign of her.

After I failed to see her on Mass Ave, I drove back to my apt, and started calling credit cards to cancel them. * That was maybe. 30 minutes after she had exited my car. * I had five credit cards. * She had hit ALL of them. * Within 30 minutes. * This despite having my $300 cash on her. * (What a disciplined drug addict thief we have here)* She made a B-line from my car to the closest Walgreen's and CVS, and she tried to jack out gift cards and stuff like that. * A bunch went through, thankfully a majority were denied. **.

In hindsight, she's obviously a very experienced thief, and ripping off johns is her game. * YES I know there were numerous obvious red flags that I ignored. * I will take much greater precaution going forward. * Hopefully this tale can save you, my fellow mongers, the pain and agony and annoyance of this experience. I will tell you that it is EXTREMELY jarring to experience this. * I hope by reading this you can avoid that pain.

Monger on,

Theo.

[WongMichael]

Mind sharing her information? I work in Charlestown and would be nice to see. Sounds like a car date?

I was leaving a convenient store on main Street in Everett. When the window went down in the car parked next to mine and a nice female asked me for some gas money because she was on empty. The casino didn't provide her any action. We made some small talk and went for a ride. Have digits. She is cute. In the area a lot. What a gem. Late 20's. Thin. And a lot of fun.

[Member #6348]

I was leaving a convenient store on main Street in Everett. When the window went down in the car parked next to mine and a nice female asked me for some gas money because she was on empty. The casino didn't provide her any action. We made some small talk and went for a ride. Have digits. She is cute. In the area a lot. What a gem. Late 20's. Thin. And a lot of fun.

[Bostonsailor]

Saturday after the snow, went to NMS to see what was out and ran into " Lexus" she must call herself that because she thinks she is something special. She isn't. Though very cute, she is mechanical and complained when I went to hold her head. She didn't want me messing up her braid. BJ wasn't that good and will only repeat if she's the only one out.

[Bolthor]

Personally I believe the risk is reasonably low. But there still remains the risk of HIV.

Totally agree dude always liked BBBJCIM rather that hitting it. Cheaper and since I'm all about the fishing and the excitement cum to fast to to be involved in the total package. Back in the 70's a 1/2 and 1/2 was. 3 but I usually shot in the mouth first Who knows could have saved my life!

[Bolthor]

Is that a 300 C?

What kind of $ what time? A safe place? Ill Hang there waiting!

[Jack234]

Early afternoon downtown in the bean. Lotsa girls on the stroll, but not the ones I know. I shoulda coulda woulda picked one.

[WongMichael]

Another Mongor hear wanted to ride together to pick up a SW early bird in the morning. But, never materialized. Any other serious guys out there that want to do it? One drives, one plays. High five. Switch.