ULE Are REAL in the silver sentra
[QUOTE=Rookiemonger;2161924]Can easily be purchased! I too doubt they were the real LE. The chances of a real LE catching you and letting you go are as good O'Malley winning a popularity contest. The real LE would be too proud to not make an arrest, it only makes them seem like they're doing their job.[/QUOTE]If you reed my post they are REAL cop's. They always stop at the 711 on Patapsco nexts to the subway. Maybe they didn't want to have to do paper work and gave TAE217 a Break and let him go. They are more worried about busting someone for drugs and I wouldn't doubt someone neighbor called and said there was drug activity going on in the car when really it wasn't. Ever thought about that?? That's why you should Never go to a SW'ER spot and not know what your getting yourself into stay off the side streets in Brooklyn to much traffic with car's and people always walking.
Little Danielle by the SA
After dealing with the broken date and shenanigans of Champange aka Jada I hit the stroll looking to bust a nut and grabbed little Danielle on Patapsco. I've dated her a few times and always had a great time so I pulled into the filling station and waited for her to get in the mongering rig. She was wearing a nice sundress and she pulled it up and showed me she was "freeballing it" without panties: it was damn hot out, very humid, and the AC in the mongering rig needs a recharge so I suggest we grab a notel and bang each other silly, she smiled and said she would love to. Both freshened up she got busy on the meat flute with a BJ, she's got great technique with alot of tongue swirling, highly recommended. Covered up and hit it mish til she asked to switch to k9, the k9 seems to be her favorite and I always enjoy the view of that tight little ass of hers. She's got great little be cups with delicious long brown nipples that I always enjoy sucking on. Flip her back to mish for the high legs deep drilling, for such a petite gal she can really take a hard fucking and I always try to hit the bottom and nearly got her to cum but her meds just wouldn't allow it to happen for her. Finally busted that nut, got cleaned up and drove her home. She has new digits but is currently out of minutes. Grab her if you can and enjoy, be sure to treat her well fellas she's a good date and a cool chick, she's never tried anything suspicious with me and I will repeat with her again.
Advice from working girl-mongers and street-meat addicts
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Originally Posted by Thundra89 [View Original Post]
Hey Folks My wife went through my texts last year and found one of the SW's on my phone I was CAUGHT.
I changed my number and erased my contacts. (except family and Co-workers) Luckily She didn't find out about the other ones.
A year has gone by my wife and I went to counseling and now she trust me again.
BUT!
Recently I've had the Craving to go back out on to the prowl, even connect with the SW my wife found out about. But there is riks to that.
Phone Text- Easier to get caught by the wife BUT Harder to get caught by the Cops.
Street Pick up- Harder trace down BUT if Cops catch you you're fucked.
I know this is no counseling forum but with my history Should I come back?
The SW I was caught with is one of the Grade A SW's of this forum.
Feed back would be great folks THANKS!
Thrundra,
I can't believe you are appealing to whoremongers and cheats whether you should be true to your wrinkled sagging wife or let some young babe rip the jism sauce out your sadly ignored blue ball tubesteak. If you are appealing to this forum for moral guidance then all I can say is: Welcome back to the dark side.
Father BS says: Go and sin some more.[/QUOTE]ROTFL. This is so true and very well said. We all cheat and satisfy our cravings. I had taped on my phone a street-chic giving me head and then fucking me and my ex-wife saw it on my phone after my dumb ass had accidentally left the phone at home rushing to work one evening.
She called me up cursing me out and I had to rush home to get the phone from her less she use it as evidence to fuck me royally in court. Suffice to say, I got my phone back after arguing back and forth how it was an old video, and somehow got my ex-wife to drop the thing. I wound up divorcing her later because the girl was a maniac-depressive pyscho mf to deal with everyday and I couldn't keep putting up with her antics.
Anyway. Just be smart and do what you have to do to cover your tracks. Keep a 2nd throw-away burner phone (which is what I did) and hide it in the trunk of your car, or leave it at work. Once a monger, always a monger and I echo the sentiment: "welcome back to the Darkside".