Never their spot; never their room
You run the show. If not, next tee box. No fucking eyes. Let the lames have Namaste and McFlurries.
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Misc. Recons: Fish-fish, fish- fish, fishin'.
Getting way arrears in reports last week. Despite erratic PPD efforts from what I've seen 304 are still readily available. That this forum is so inactive surprises me. I've been out some in last week & there's always something reportable and/or some palatable pussy around. As soon as I get the time, be sure to read my next report on a recent dime score.
Last Friday:
Running around for some last-minute supplies & anchovies around 7:00 threw in a JCB>Prescott >JCB look before an early night & impending 4:30 am drive to Warrenton.
Nothing was seen until Beech where a younger LSW in flowered blue shorts & half top along with white sweater & sandals was flirtatiously flipping her hair at all.
Around Going was a long-haired blonde WSW in black shorts above sandals. To the RBF ignore she gave me the suspicion this is the diversifying toxic board one. Didn't care then...still don't.
Sandy @ 85th had a close to sturdy younger BSW in jean shorts & black half top. Impressive & inspiring cleavage cued up some minor jungle drums.
Namaste had a few BSW early birds...
Mostly all forgettable minus a trim & busty one in striped orange dress & heels...
At Glisan red light a garishly blue eye shadowed chunky BSW in grey shorts & white top & knee socks asked for a "ride" to Clackamas area while simultaneously killing any knee sock fetishes I might harbor. Yeech...
Ok perhaps no palpable pussy on this circuit. Laughs...
Yet piscary pursuits called & anchovies behind an Electric Morning Wood flasher were the secret to all hookups this weekend. Joined today by my fishing buddy's seventy years young pot smoking father. With the bar mainly flat & easily navigable, found the Coho bite four or so miles due west of mouth only to be interrupted by CG inflatable crew mid blitz. I think the sleeved guy on the inflatables starboard was hoping for some second hand smoke or discrete handoff. Laughs...
After seeing a small pod of killer whales, the bite turned off though it was very cool viewing for a few minutes. I was hoping to see some sea lion carnage smackdowns.
While the coho bite was going strong we went 8 for 8. All with a fucking extra fin & all were returned to complete their journey. I'm really starting to dislike these mark select days. I also completed ten years after the fact journey of sorts as I brought & spread my father's ashes on one last fishing trip. Would have been his 93rd birthday. Completed the day with an across the bar troll home where buddy's dad landed a 25 lbs+- dark chinook again extra fin so it went back. Near the checkerboard & sawdust pile finally found a couple clipped urb in the +-15 lbs range to salvage the day.
Recon Soundtrack: Neil Young & Crazy Horse "American Stars & Bars".
[URL]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6p5q8WyUikU[/URL]
Wednesday Evening:
Tori had somehow lost one of her ear gauges & earrings sometime during our last rendezvous & I finally found it when vacuuming up the prodigious copilot summer shed collecting under bed. Called her with my find & she finally found some time to call me back around 10:30.
Right out the gate near JCB Arthur Clackamas had their silver unmarked Dodges out lighting up the area. Was followed as far as Woodstock for reasons unknown.
Dropped lost gauge off & actually attempted for a quickie tent date & failed. Laughs. Then sighs.
Since out anyway settled for Stark Sandy Upper JCB look around 11:15.
LowWider at the Walgreen Hedges.
Sunny had a meh WSW duo.
The one in the grey sweater was especially frightening in her teddy.
Her friend was not too far ahead of her.
Murder Street had a tall & thin BSW in blue Victorias Secret ensemble of matching garter belt, bra & thong.
Namaste was deserted for once.
All Sandy Upper was useful was an avenue reset. Still sucked. The only thing that picked up was PPD.
Was going to take copilot for a pee break at Glenhaven but PPD SUV had the Siskiyou entrance blocked off & a unit or two were searching the fields in their vehicles. Stopped at Montavilla park instead & as we walked around the 82nd fence line who should saunter by but the young fluffy titted spinner Angel in a black micro slingback outfit above sandals with nose in phone as always. She threw on her black sweater as she saw us & turned North. Could laugh at her mainly as I don't want overpriced covered hand jobs. Laughs.
Hit the Stark red light & was approached by a sloppy bleached blonde pale WSW showing some fupa below her belly in black tights, half top & heels. I waved her off & she scowled at me. Then went to putting on her face in bus shelter. I doubt that better light would help the process.
One last seen in this short recon was BSW in heels below some booty shorts was window talking at Harrison. Yawns.
PPD SUV especially seemed to wake up around 11:45+-. Remainder of Southbound direction had multiple sightings. Clackamas was still working the South end hard.
Recon Soundtrack: Robbie Robertson "Robbie Robertson".
Sadly, yet another RIP Recon Soundtrack. If one guy singlehandedly wrote the template for "Americana" it was him.
Another who I was privileged to see multiple times. Opening for CSN&why at Oakland 1974. Again at Oakland with Dylan on 1974 Before The Flood tour. Less than four miles from home at Stanford's Frost Amphitheater in 1976 & lucked into a ticket for The Last Waltz at Winterland.
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Life is a Carnival.
ZJ- you hold the keys to the yard
I've been out a bunch and I have slowed to report on them. 304's are indeed out and about, all zones. Mostly preoccupied with semi Civie Broads and I have scored some decent diversifiers South, as well as Starkish.
Also I've been juggling 3-Civie Broads, one the TJs freak, who I fill up regularly. And I'm still trying to get with Sydnee from a few eeks ago, it appears she has phone problems, go figure.
Look forward to the Dime report Carnal.
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Friday Night Recon: Late Report.
After more than enough character building select mark fishing under my belt at Buoy 10. Patience was on the high side for working the avenue. With regulars busy & feeling especially frisky for some strange tonight & was wholeheartedly whoring this evening. None of my usual just wasting time until a regular was available or "because I was out" nonsense. Barely bothered with the camera & did a several comprehensive circuits JCB>Upper Sandy>JCB between 10:15>12:30. Think some old-fashioned wagon wheel rutting & many of the side streets this perfect evening.
The South let me down & disappointed me with not one 304 spotted. Still have the Bambino wacky WSW & turnip truck brunette spinner ones in my TDL.
Holding the dubious distinction tonight of first seen was Sunny which had a couple...
An unwanted repeat in the form of ugly half WS of W duo seen earlier on Wednesday. To my chagrin the sweater wearing one decided to open her sweater to show me her overstuffed stuffed onesie & potbellied gunt.
Another sturdy mixed or BSW in leopard skin pattern tights & black half top showing some unwanted cleavage along with an ass that surpassed the Zavi size boundaries limit & killed some of my kink for anything leopard pattern.
McFlurrie central had a skinny dishwater blonde WSW in blue semi see through bodysuit matching underwear & heels. Along with a lot of miles on that face.
Murder street again had the tall & skinny BSW from earlier recon. The blue Victoria's Secret garter belt & stockings ensemble was replaced by a blue teddy above what looked like white go-go boots. On later run she'd migrated South to McFlurrie central where she got scooped...
Beech had few of various ethnicities yet the rough PAWG blonde in full length lace bodysuit is the one I regrettably remember. That phat ass would put a Kardashian to shame. Though it raised my bile levels, at least it took attention away from her face...
Failing had a close to shapely pale & busty WSW blonde in off white cocktail dress & heels. Some low key butterface augmented by some red painted DSL. Thinking some lipstick on my dipstick would solve my evenings pressing issue. Caught her there. Her ask was 300.00 for 30 min. @ Tree hotel room "once my friend finishes her date" And" BTW I never do anything uncovered". Even the copilot laughed as we drove Upper Sandy direction...
Namaste for the moment was deserted...
Sandy at 86th had a rawboned & scrawny BSW duo in plunging neckline teddys. One in fluorescent & white 6" heels, the other bright red. Despite a lack of BMI issues with these two chicken heads. Still an emphatic nope...
Upper Sandy at 108th had a wide assed & pudgy faced super-sized PAWG blonde in yellow skirt & cowboy boots. Beside that sorry sighting Upper Sandy was empty.
Namaste had rung some unheard bells & had some of the usual waving standers. Not one of the standers rang my bell. Laughs...
Sandy at 82nd had an older semi sturdy shorter BSW in black teddy & heels. Nothing special but at least she didn't look like a Biafra refugee turned hooker.
Headed South...
Beech had an alright from a distance BSW duo.
One in black ass revealing dress above white heels. Her friend in goldish shorts & black top was marginally better.
WSW Powell Pawg was walking South just past Fremont. As was Bagger Vance still continuing her Arabian Nights look...
Still waiting at Sunny was the gunt wearing onesie brunette. She never got scooped all night from what I saw.
She had some competition from a trim younger WSW busty dirty blonde in blue bellbottoms & tight white top. She walked deep down Holiday to window talk then wanted too much money for far too little services. Had the audacity to ask for ten bucks since she "walked off the avenue only to have her time wasted". Informed her bitchiness that thinking goes both ways. She still was looking puzzled as I drove off. Laughs...
Minus the BSW recently making Harrison her spot as of late. Ran all the way to JCB & beyond some with no sightings including not one PPD SUV or Clackamas for that matter.
Heading North again ran into a semi skinny small cupped late twenties dishwater semi cute blonde in jean shorts & tank above sandals near Fancy House. Seemed doable enough & the price was certainly in line with the RR philosophy of prices, yet I wasn't entirely sold on her dedication to dick & passed on the basis that mission creep is a phenomena I should avoid when in this state.
Ran all the way out to Upper Sandy with not much further sightings.
Well, minus the Fancy House blonde & some late arrivals at Murder Street Beech & Namaste.
Murder Street had a chunky BSW in road cone orange onesie. Yeech...
Beech had a BSW duo trying hard for patrons.
One in gold shorts & minuscule bandana top above low heeled flats. She was dancing to some unheard music. Likely her own jungle drums as mine were silent...
Her partner in basic black mini above white heels was just a meh. At most...
Namaste East driveway had a younger cute LSW in modest baby blue skirt & sandals below orangish bikini top. As I pulled into 7-11 lot for some extra water, she mistakenly thought I'd turned in for her & was waiting near truck after purchase. Was cute in a slightly rechoncha effective way. Some bonus points for her pear shaped buenas tetas & less of commitment to just standing around yet ultimately her true nature came out with "my room is just over there". Limited menu & passed with a littleif any regrets...
By now it was past midnight & thoughts of calling it for the night were crossing my mind as I headed South.
As I picked my way through that triple series of fucking potholes at 84 bus stop RHS lane heard a lot of screaming in restaurant lot & some wavy-haired redhead in jeans bolted across 82nd in front of Eastern Cathay. Having some sort of disagreement with tan SUV in lot. Almost ran her sturdy but cute ass down. Was thinking some sort of disgruntled boyfriend grudge fuck pickup & had almost come to a stop as she walked down my lane & started to yell "what you want motherfucker" & gesture crazily at me as well. Move the fuck along Zavi, nothing to see here except some 5150 you don't want to mess with.
At Glisan Car wash saw the garter belt & stockings WSW brunette "doe of the night" from several weeks ago. Tonight, carrying a small purse & black sweater in full access black lace body suit & sandals & what I was sure was sans thong of any sort. Got a ruby lipped smile & seductive hair flip wave as passed. Boing! Despite her being slightly thicker still was still short of my limits & anyway it was out of my control as my dick took over the wheehouse. I looked around for eyes & positioned myself partly behind the hedges near pharmacy lane.
Unluckily for me 30 yards ahead of her was WSW "Quality" who for sure thought I turned in for her aroma of a Sudanese outhouse & beady eyed slimy face. After telling her to fuck away off Couch almost had to run her over her upstream Couch as I positioned myself to wait for the brunette to make up the distance.
The brunette peered around corner at Tofu place & started up Couch as she started heading my way yet not before looking both ways up & down avenue.
Now I look at all these recent half naked 304 with a seriously jaundiced outlook. Fun to look at at yet all "sizzle & no steak" is usually what you get. As she came closer to me realized my eyesight wasn't failing me about her lack of thong. As she free ranged my way felt my blood being diverted from my grey matter rapidly. A 3 second window chat that consisted of her asking "want me to get in". I did & as she did confirmed my eyesight is not bad after all & her lack of underwear. Firm pair of small c under the lace. Smelled naturally good with some serious pheromone's in play that immediately had me lightheaded.
A bit of a heart in throat moment as we sat at Burnside red light. Watched a PPD SUV turn out of Couch & pull up next to us. To my relief headed East at Washington. Not sure I'd been able to explain shit about the lingerie wearing & commando girl in car. At this point in the evening my little head is so less articulate compared to my other not sure how'd that have gone.
At my place as the copilot & I got out to close driveway gates. Galina just sat in ride. Huh? Until my dumb ass realized she wanted me to open her door for her. Be sure I did again as we went in back door. Got a wide smile both times. Before going into my place asked if I lived with family, as always just gestured to "my family" who at that particular moment was inelegantly taking dump in yard. Sheesh. Family.
Galina seemed in no hurry & accepted offer of a cool drink. With her outfit in the better light of kitchen reduced my concentration to shit as I blindly just dumped tequila, triple sec & strawberries for margaritas as some Miles played.
A pitcher later led to some lipstick smearing kissing, closed mouth at first then DFK as I caressed all over her & that fully available lower area. Didn't even have to pull clothes off just went down full heartedly on that easy accessed wet & tasty gash. When I came up for air she kneels on bed & gave me one of those eye fuck looks that you know nothing is off limits & everything is on the table. Soon was insatiable & so fully involved I didn't even think to film until fifteen minutes in. Between several DATY sessions & drink replenishment, divided my two-day backup between both of those sweet holes in the next couple hours.
Unlike Helena (report # 5211) Galina requested her number & what I paid (with definitely deserved tip still was much less than you'd expect) stay between us. Once I get a short coast gig off the book these next few days & my 304 budget allows, hope to repeat.
Not a PPD SUV or undercover seen tonight when out earlier minus the solitary SUV seen immediately after scooping Galina. A different story at 3:00 am when I dropped her off at private residence off Glisan.
Recon Soundtrack: The Band "Brown Album". 2000 remastered expanded edition. Followed by Robbie Robertson: "Sinematic".
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Safe recons & life.
Galina- Art Lofts to Lowwider hedges is her track
Oh Galina I've seen her out but passed (Thought total GPS). That score, what a score and the Quality- scram-Sam made me smile. Those are the nights out there, or I should say those are the nights that keep me coming back. Good stuff Carnal.
Weird and strange question
Please DM me if the answer is weird I guess.
So my gf and I want to pick ups girl now we just got back from Los Angeles and let me tell you guys it was way more difficult than I thought some girls wouldn't even talk to us.
What is the best way to go about this we want the thrill of picking someone up but what are we doing wrong? Is there a difference here in PDX?
Any help would be appreciated!
Online or Theater or Club or Civilian pickup not the Blade
Seen dozens of times, mostly our Paisa carnales from the Sur, try the multiple occupants pickup. It never works. Imagine being a Walker and getting in a car with multiple occupants. Good luck with that. The Blade ain't your spot.
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Spotted a few 8/15 at 630 pm
2 by nameste and 2 by the lingerie shop not far away a little further south.
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Saturday Night Recon: Light on fishing around here lately.
After getting Galina ghosted Thursday night, my inspiration was on the low side. Despite her contacting me Friday night, passed on getting together right now & told her as much. Difficult when slam dunk BBFS. For what it's worth I stayed resolute on my "you can condition them or let them condition you" mantra. Laughs. She did say Saturday she'd call. We'll seee...
Instead, the copilot & I spent Friday evening talking with Dania on phone for several hours. With her having Monday off plans made for a barbecue & Sunday overnight.
Galina did call & a makeup meeting was scheduled tonight for around 10:00. With a healthy amount of skepticism pointed my way to avenue with random lightning flashes in the west adding an extra dimensional lightshow to the evening.
With not much to lose copilot & I checked out the avenue for an hour +- beforehand. JCB>82nd>Sandy were the coordinates travelled between 8:45>10:00 give or take a few minutes.
First seen was a lean mixed duo at Harrison...
A ratchet looking thinner BSW in camouflage patterned tights & bikini above heels.
Her blonde WSW partner was infinitely more palatable in green mini & matching pumps & she gave me a nice friendly wave.
Looped around & came down Harrison to no blonde. Just the ratchet BSW talking to her Tyrone in snazzy gold landau topped sedan. I'm almost sure the blonde in green was in the backseat. While I'm all in favor of the slow Southbound movement. Not so much with the Tyrone element following...
Around Stark used car lots there was a blubber laden busty blonde pustulant faced WSW shoe horned in an overflowing & too small black onesie. Top to bottom every piece of this porker's body were swinging around like a basset hound's ear in a hurricane. For the first time I can remember, I cursed having too much good lighting.
Arts Wall had the fat assed meh mixed or BSW fake redhead in her usual blue running shorts with white side stripe. I'd say those were her cranky pants but RBF is just her usual facial expression no matter what she's wearing. Laughs @ her & her EB ads...
Sunny had a trio of WSW...
The best was a tasty looking long raven-haired younger WSW in red with a fine pair of legs & ass above black heels.
Her two friends were nondescript enough that all I recall is they were in black & different sized.
Bagger's area was empty in 360 degrees radius. Even of its non de plume.
Murder Street produced the evening's first real guffaw in the scrawny Figueroa themed BSW duo reported on recently. The one with LED heels had upped her visibility with some glowing hot pink, fluorescent fuck me heels. I was unwittingly taken back in time to my thirteen-year-old stoner bedroom blacklight posters. Laughs...
Sandy at 82nd had a young & thin BSW in tiny ass showing red one piece. All I got from her look was entitled & bitchy. Yawns...
Namaste was deserted of even the vapid vagina career standers.
Walgreen Hedges had an early thirties +- long haired BSW channeling & pulling off a cheesecake Dale Evans outfit of jaunty cowboy hat, under butt revealing white skirt, black bikini top above tan cowboy boots. I found myself mildly intrigued & more than a little aroused by her unusual slutty cowgirl look. I'll seek help soon I promise...
As the clock struck 10:00, kept my evening's real objective in mind & stayed fairly close to Glisan rendezvous area. Just as I thought until I finally saw Galina at back alley there keeping a low profile thanks to some overly ambitious perverts & Tyrones around area. Despite being attired more laid back than previous encounter with her hair down wearing blue & red madras short shorts with cream bikini like top above sandals. As we pulled around in that alley had other pushy punters coming in hot from both compass points. Galina mentioned most of you are a little more subtle than Putin...
My mild anger at Thursday's ghosting was forgotten after a quick kiss from those her signature red lips adorning that dirty soft mouth. Headed South intoxicated by her pheromones & tried to make some small talk about my fishing trip & yes, I did have some of those "marharytas" made with her name on them. Lecherous laughs...
Soon she was pulling my shorts & shirt off & lustily proceeded to give me one king hell lipstick smearing blowjob that left her lips bare & lipstick smears from my ass hole to my nipples. More performance art than blowjob she edged me on for a good fifteen minutes while I encouraged her with salacious glossolalia, I filled her pretty mouth with my five-day backup. Think she enjoyed it as much as I did when I pulled her shorts & underwear off to find them soaked & return the favor with fingers up her ass & tongue on that tasty & already creamy quim for a good half hour. The girl does enjoy a good tongue lashing & taking various hooks thrown her direction...
Between rounds along with some additional marharytas, fed her some of my bachelor mac & cheese with smoked Coho salmon & some sliced tomatoes from the garden.
Round two occurred in my clawfoot after a bath & shower to clean off lipstick traces off us both. Dr. Bonners flavored steamy, literally & figuratively in all ways as she leaned in tub to reawaken my desires with her mouth then climb in on to impale herself on me. Asked "tse dobre?" as she sank deep on to me & then alternated holes until I finally filled up that snug backdoor.
Yes, it is more than "is good"....
Again, another night where not one PPD SUV was seen. My guess they got more prevalent during primetime. Though bringing her home at 2:30 or so didn't corroborate that theory.
Recon Soundtrack: PJ Harvey "Stories From The City Stories From The Sea. Finished the evening up her "Good Fortune" outakes ep.
[URL]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X0_5LtiMBpU[/URL]
[URL]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HcSkSTGrubo[/URL]
Anyone seen the new unmarked tesla
Blue. Standard tinted windows All normal looking till I saw all the led lights which were bright enough to be seen from Mars. The cops need to tone down the brightness of the lights.