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[QUOTE=Marco000;6873589]I'm staying by Aloha next week are there any spots?[/QUOTE]Nope. I have family in the area and I always keep a look out when I'm visiting them, but no dice. Only potential activity in the general area is a few massage parlors or if you're lucky enough to run into some FetLife lady at Mr. Peeps.
In the Aloha area. Massage places are your safer bang for the buck. A few, one on About 178th or so and Alexander is ok. Hard bodied girl will do it all if you treat her nice.
Others near Dr Feelgood pub are ok. It would seem that lots of girls would work TV highway. But Washington county and the Local Beaverton PD as well as Hillsboro will not tolerate it like Portland does. That said. Seems they leave the Massage places alone. After all Guys need someplace to get off.
Good luck out there. Make a trip to 82nd.
Reporting the air. Socks at level lame. Disregard everything that Vato says.
With Columbia closed to Salmon retention, eyes were focused on the Willamette. Though with Willamette backed up from those dam releases that stalls out the bite just as we enter peak season. Trolled as close to the legal boundary as possible, yet the Willamette was more lake than river. During a very brief morning bite, my fishing buddy had just lost a nice 20+ lbs one when it wrapped itself those old pilings at HOC. Second time he's recently knackered one there. I shouldn't have given him shit about it as I soon followed when my rod went off as I was taking a semi discrete piss overboard & managed to trip over copilots while buttoning up. Laughs. Continuing our efforts only yielded suicidal smolts or the odd large pike minnow until we called it after five & half hours on the water.
Back at his place by lunchtime & tidying up the boat when Dania salaciously texted if I'd like to get together & spend some time reacquainting ourselves. Since it'd been close to a couple weeks.
"Absofuckinglutely" was my reply. Plans made to pick her up at work for an overnight, always prefer these Saturday overnights since she doesn't have to be to work until 11:00 Sunday.
Anyway, that's just my rambling way to say I mostly ignored the avenue this weekend for fishing and a slam dunk regular.
Until Sunday afternoon when I didn't have to make any special trips.
After dropping Dan off at work at 11:00, headed home & copilot decided we should take a 1000 acres hike. It took her an hour to convince me but ultimately succumbed to my miscreant's manipulations.
After a several hours finally pried her away from her river romping & headed for barn. Threw in a 205>Sandy>82nd>Sunnyside Road recon around 4:00 for no reason other than my curiosity. Also, I'm still of the opinion that Sunday afternoons can be productive...
Skipped Upper Sandy out of my growing apathy towards that stretch...
Sandy side at Knolls driveway had an older BSW in now required fripperies of lace & thong above heels. Think she's the same one I tagged as "just another BSW in lace" recently. Seen one lace & thong, seen a dozen. Yawns...
Beech revealed a younger BSW in pink ruffled skirt & white top who must have just woken up. She was constantly stifling yawns as she waved at cars. Her yawns were contagious...
Murder Street was surprisingly empty of any early bird cabal minus a long haired one in transparent black tights & the obligatory black thong above heels hanging back from 82nd some. LSW or mixed though I couldn't tell by just an ass & legs.
Both the above were attracting the Sunday afternoon sinners.
Nothing else seen.
Some PPD SUV patrols out.
Picked up my evenings long term dalliance looking delightfully delicious in a cute summer dress & open toed low heels. Giggling as I held back the copilot reached up between her thighs as she took a picture.
Between some margaritas, cedar planked barbecue Springer & TJs mango cream bars for dessert, fun times were had as I ran the threes over the two nights. Brought her to work Monday AM before heading off to my days gig.
Recon Soundtrack: Kenny Burrell "On View at The Five Spot Caf". An old Blue Note for this Sunday Afternoon. Great band with Tina Brooks, Art Blakey & Bobby Timmons.
[URL]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AlsDm1_RKwY[/URL]
[URL]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CYfl--zlX24[/URL]
Wednesday Afternoon:
Needing to make a bank deposit & another errand that I'd procrastinated on until close to 4:30. Usual route JCB>82nd>Sandy>Parkrose Hardware>JCB between 4:30>5:30 +-.
First seen was at Flavel mini mart where an auburn haired criddler early thirties spinner in greyish boots below black pants & patterned jacket. While waiting at light she gave me a wave. For a Southie she wasn't horrible, but I grade on a curve there anyway.
Empty until Fremont vicinity...
A trio ranging from awful to appalling at jack shack strutting South like they were the only bovine in the village after a natural disaster who still had milk to be milked. Yeech...
Murder Street proper had a few...
A previously reported on sturdy long haired WSW brunette in black above white boots.
A frizzy red haired BSW in white top & shorts that matched the construction barrels nearby.
Walking in Murder was the wonderful waif Lolita spinner WSW pictured recently. Her ass in demure though tight white shorts was best derriere seen in awhile.
The best thing on Upper Sandy was that Parkrose gave me the sale raincheck price on several items backordered.
Last seen was Quasimodo at car wash vacuum area across from Harbor Freight. Can only echo Rammer that viewing her is indeed despairing...
Wasn't paying attention to PPD.
Recon Soundtrack: Andrew Hill "Point of Departure". More old Blue Notes in rotation this afternoon.
[URL]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_8sKVC4ZyAs[/URL]
Safe recons & tight lines.
Some last minute prep for a Saturday Springer outing while having dinner over at fishing buddies.
His wife was planning to come along yet was opting out due to weather. Threw me some stinkeye when I mentioned "Been too pleasant to fish recent weekends you have to suffer for Springers". Taking that cue & my beer made my leave...
Still being a little early for the copilot & I. We took in a JCB>82nd>Immigrant Statue>JCB around 10:15>11:15. Less out of need more like we'd hadn't been out much later recently.
First seen was at Flavel light was a plain & almost chubby WSW brunette In jeans & jacket above sneakers carrying a backpack & wheeled suitcase. As she hopefully glanced our way. I knew what was coming. Window talked to me & hit me up for help to get a room at Del Rancho. Not particularly interested & after some vague allusions in convenience store lot that she'd would repay me in "trade" & that particular motel "allows dogs". Immediately forgot name proffered as all I could think was if the copilot's monthly flea & parasite Trifexis also covered bed bugs.
North of Division was a BSW pair in BMI inappropriate black onesies & heels. Those lumpy asses looked like two blimps low on helium flying in formation. Laughs.
At Oregon, the super sized pet hospital BSW was putting in her hours to no avail.
Sunny had a pair...
A ratchet looking BSW in blue shorts & black top above sneakers. Despite her thinner frame, even in the dark was tedious looking. Yawns.
Her study brunette WSW (maybe latina) neighbor was much better in black outfit & over knee height black stockings. Was accessorizing nicely with contrasting white heels & purse & attracting attention yet scoops were rare.
Baggers had a breaking from the pack sturdy plus dyed blonde LSW in transparent black onesie above ankle boots. Transparency onesie & cankles are not a pleasant sight even in the dark.
Murder again was the hub of harlots with at least six clogging up the street...
A couple passable WSW already photo documented recently yet more new abominations added to the toxic mix.
It also had the most concentration of bellend McFlurriers faffing about...
Sandy @ Skidmore had a BSW in black booty shorts & heels heading East. The FAA will be relieved that the third low helium blimp had been located.
Sandy @ Prescott had an older BSW in red dress & heels waving at single occupant vehicles. Despite an acceptable BMI, she was a meh at best.
Turned around at Immigrant Statue figuring Upper Sandy wasn't going to be an improvement.
Namaste gakked up yet another in the form of a Blasian (?) type in stretched to the limits black mini & white ankle socks showing some cleavage. Yeech...
Last seen was at Arts wall park area in the form of a thinner blonde in white coat with a sweet ass encased in patterned tights above fuck me heels. Came down Oregon to find her already there & she rushed up to the driver window preemptively kuntblocking the pet hospital super-sized BSW. Laughs. Let's just say dogs' breakfast is kindest I can be about her face as she bleated out her "car date only" & a litany of GPS mandates.
Was almost sure I saw Galina from my reports 5249 & 5275 in jeans & black boots at the Glisan Shell bus stop touching up her makeup. Hard to be positive at 30 mph & in spite of my desire to get up in her gregarious 3rd world gash more, kept my focus on piscine pursuits vs pussy.
Anyway at this point in my nights journey was sufficiently bored with my yawns coming like waves headed for the barn & my six hours of sleep.
Between showers & wind today worked hard to kill something besides suicidal smolts & a couple of pesky pinnipedia who followed us around no matter how much we wrist rocketed them. One in particular seemed to be very interested in my howling hound for some unknown reason. Note the bite mark marks on my fish by the anal gland. Almost lost that one at the net. Fought one speckled wide backed 20 lbs+ beast to boat yet he went on to complete its biological destiny due to extra fin. My fishing buddy also killed a nice hen that was full of eggs, think 14 lbs+-.
Many SW I didn't bother to comment on or photograph tonight. Think over 25 or so were spotted.
A couple PPD SUV seen, yet again nothing worrisome as they seemed to ignore the walkers tonight.
Recon Soundtrack: Ornette Coleman & Don Cherry "The Lenox School Concert".
[URL]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S2xf02l2rWo[/URL]
Safe recons & tight lines.
[URL]https://www.kptv.com/2024/04/25/portland-police-tackle-human-trafficking-plain-sight/[/URL]
This will not stop the age old profession. But helps to give hobbyist a few tools to be on the lookout.
[QUOTE=********;6881270][URL]https://www.kptv.com/2024/04/25/portland-police-tackle-human-trafficking-plain-sight/[/URL]
This will not stop the age old profession. But helps to give hobbyist a few tools to be on the lookout.[/QUOTE]Trafficking used to mean / deal w crossing state lines and / or minors.
How will this approach curtail street walking if the street walker is offered services and only the guy gets arrested?
[QUOTE=********;6881270][URL]https://www.kptv.com/2024/04/25/portland-police-tackle-human-trafficking-plain-sight/[/URL]
This will not stop the age old profession. But helps to give hobbyist a few tools to be on the lookout.[/QUOTE]
I don't see how they could possibly have evidence for an arrest for circling a block or even talking to a street walker (assuming youre not offering something to an UC or informant. Even after leaving the motel after the deed how could any charges possibly stick without the girl saying something to the cops? Someone educate me :)
[QUOTE=Ryancp81;6881817]I don't see how they could possibly have evidence for an arrest for circling a block or even talking to a street walker (assuming youre not offering something to an UC or informant. Even after leaving the motel after the deed how could any charges possibly stick without the girl saying something to the cops? Someone educate me :)[/QUOTE]I assume they'll probably rely on scare tactics. Tag plates and pull over frequent Johns.
[QUOTE=Ryancp81;6881817]I don't see how they could possibly have evidence for an arrest for circling a block or even talking to a street walker (assuming youre not offering something to an UC or informant. Even after leaving the motel after the deed how could any charges possibly stick without the girl saying something to the cops? Someone educate me :)[/QUOTE]Last year a member here was busted leaving the motel and the charges stuck.
[QUOTE=Zippy69;6882275]Last year a member here was busted leaving the motel and the charges stuck.[/QUOTE]One of the biggest parts of the case will be not so much what you do or don't do. It's what you say and admit to after your arrest. All it would take for a charge to stick is for the monger to admit to something when the cops show up. It's tempting at the time because you're nervous and you think they'll be lenient. Don't say anything and get a good lawyer.
[QUOTE=Zippy69;6882275]Last year a member here was busted leaving the motel and the charges stuck.[/QUOTE]There is no way that any charges stuck unless the member did or said something stupid, end of story. There is so much nonsense floating around on what the police can and cannot do.
I have been doing this for 35+ years, pulled over, questioned, handcuffed, you name it, but never arrested or brought in. One thing is clear, there is a big difference between arrest and conviction. To get arrested, all the police need is probable cause. So if you be a real jerk, they could get pissed off and arrest you for suspicion. Get your mugshot in the paper, have to get bailed out, yada yada. So you should be polite and stick to a story that doesn't give them probable cause. Talking to a girl isn't probable cause. Giving a girl a ride isn't probable cause. Even giving her money (for food, whatever) doesn't give them probable cause.
There is nothing about leaving a motel, no matter how seedy or who is in the room, that gives them probable cause for an arrest. If the room you come out of is a known drug trap, then they already have probable cause to search you. That is a totally different situation. Hooker living in the room? Doesn't mean you paid for anything. Being in a room with a hooker isn't probable cause.
If the member was busted, he incriminated himself, plain and simple. Don't be dumb, always have a story and stick to it. Shit, the time I was pulled over, handcuffed and grilled for an hour, it was in Chicago in the middle of the night. Those fuckers are brutal. They held my car until K9 came. They pulled me over for reverse racial discrimination, for being a old white guy in a black neighborhood at 2 am. They kept saying the only reason I would have been there is for drugs or pussy, which one is it? My story? I am looking at buying decrepit properties to flip, I wanted to see what the neighborhood looked like at night.
Naer one of you Vatos has ever reported catching a lick. Your words mean nothing. Bugger off and find somewhere else to play whilst TNA is down.
Its all about jacking you up and running you thru the cash cow system to cost you money on the pretext of saving the working girls of the world. As such no different than a dui. Lawyers make money. Courts make money State makes money. Even if dismissed, You already put up 5000 for a lawyer or went Pro Se and took the guilty plea.
Just use extra caution.
I do catch the girls a fair bit. But never report the details as I have neither time or the cool writing skills of a few other members on here. I only wish I had a way with words. Best script writing was for the old Californication show. As such. I travel alot and see other major towns and have a lot more fun there.
Cheers guys and gals.
I hear these recent posts in what I imagine would be the nasal drone of a D & D dungeon master with chronic anhedonia...
Report pussy or GTFO. It's election year, you know shits getting turnt up. Don't need lessons on what the correct definition of trafficking is / are. Trucha always in the North end, the Standers and their Toads get too many eyes. You play in that area year round and you run the risk of getting caught up. Frankly like it, frees me up since most Mongers are dumb and obvious as fuck. I fucking eat Mid Blade and the South End. Ya'll can catch cuffs Norte, I'll be eating all the Brittany's Sur.
Stayed a couple of night over by Stark /205, figured I could find something nearby to make it interesting. First night out it was pretty minimal. Some very messed up blonde at the MAX station, but just as I went to investigate to see if it was worth talking to, the maintenance guys showed up and spent like 20 minutes combing the platform and upper parts for anything amiss, and I couldn't initiate anything in peace. I think she actually looked like one of Zavi's dog's breakfasts, but never really got a good angle to verify. A bit later, I found Debi walking north from there, was older but decent looking, nice big naturals and agreed to give up a backdoor pass at a price I could accept. Not very oral, but she let me bang away and took the swimmers on a plunge into the toilet after.
Next night wasn't great, I was disappointed to find the Jug on Sandy westwards wasn't a strip club any longer, and nothing good seemed to be out. Reasoned I'd probably be up early from jet lag and trying to catch breakfast, but seemed like nothing out before 11 am check out time. Went back to work and after I was done there were lots around Madison and Evergreen, stopped for one, she asked for 150, was OK with 100 and I got roughly exactly what I was expecting in her not too bad room in the Madison. "No visitors" my ass. Very cute with red written neck tattoo saying "too hot to handle", she was indeed pretty hot, but covered only BJ service was a tough order for me, she did at least try reasonably hard before I let her give up. Tried calling Debi to finish the job but her phone number seemed as valuable as the paper it was written on.
[QUOTE=ZaviJava;6867261]After last week's forty-eight of continuous debauchery with Tori, skipping the avenue this weekend was a no brainer. Some rest & concentrating on piscine and other pursuits just didn't get around to one until coming back from 1000
Caught her cute self behind hedges nicely & was in the truck quickly. Some handshake occurred with her taking my hand to feel her soft twenty-five year boobs. Name was Ramona & smelled like a freshly baked plate of churros. Ramona was asking $250.00 for an hour at one of the motels between Powell & Division & offering a fairly open menu. Some dickering over price & coming to my place vs her motel that my little head was trying its best to override especially with her occasional stroke to my ever-crowded shorts. Despite that a friendly stalemate was reached & I dropped her off at Clinton & slipped her my number. Was feeling slightly broke after giving Tori & her puppy dog eyes more than I ever usually donate. At the moment I was almost proud of myself for sticking to my mantra of "you can condition them or let them condition you". Still a shitload of painful static from my shorts though. Laughs sadly...
Fast forward until just after 2:00 am when I woke disoriented more than usual by ringing phone. I groggily was figuring out whether I wanted to get out of warm bed yet ultimately did to hear Ramona "you're one of the first cabrons that has turned me down twice".[/QUOTE]Bro, I love reading your stuff.
Can you message me with Ramona's number? I want to celebrate my birthday and Cinco de Mayo at the same time! Thanks.
Sunday Afternoon:
For the most part was primarily out on the avenue for some neglected grocery shopping vs pussy. Yet did a JCB>Immigrant Statue>JCB look around 5:45+-.
South was empty until...
I spotted a sturdy long haired bleached twenties blonde in black half top & matching pants & open jacket at Division. Drawn in by her pale jiggling cleavage & cute face caught up to her at Hermiston's favorite spot. Name was something like "Anika". Some back & forth on the where, when & $$ specifics that couldn't get resolved to my satisfaction. She pinged my GPS radar when she told me the doggie view would be "best I'd ever seen". Doubting those claims & in spite of her carrying it well no numbers exchanged as I wished her luck & rationalized passing her up it by I've fulfilled my HTOL kinks recently with others...
La Parilla had a chunky BSW in iridescent blue tights & heels breaking free of the usual highlighted thong with obvious black granny panties underneath. Chuckled at that sight yet laughed harder when some Mercedes SUV scooped up her chonk & period panties up on my return pass.
Mid-block Murder Street had a meh looking brunette in pink pants & dark blue jacket. Yawns...
Just West of the Immigrant Statue had a younger ass showing sturdy BSW in black skirt & white jacket above sandals. She's been wearing a sidewalk groove between Grotto Eastbound & back last week or so. Not horrible but my jungle drums were primarily silent...
Saw some PPD SUV at all compass points as I headed back to barn.
To be transparent, I was more excited about the "2 for 1" fillets I scored grocery shopping than my recon. Laughs...
Recon Soundtrack: Neil Young & Crazy Horse Some highlights from April 24,2024 at SDSU Amphitheater, San Diego. Was inspired enough to drop more than a day's pay for two 11th row tickets at Bend in late July. Hey Rammer, check out that fucking opener...
[URL]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IFPEwnyvYD4[/URL]
Tuesday Evening:
Copilot & I went out around 7:00>7:45 +- JCB>Parkrose Hardware>JCB. No real reason for our excursion this evening except my carbonating hormones were acting up.
South was absent on the 304 front...
Until around Autozone noticed a trim long haired twenties blonde in red jacket & umbrella above baggy pants & sneakers acting austerely hookerish. Getting a strong turnip truck olfactory looped around & caught her at Fancy House. Name given was "Brooke" & was appealing as fuck even with the lack of attention to her appearance. Smelled good & some nice white girl DSL. To my crotches chagrin we couldn't agree on the where/when of our next steps would lead. Dropped her off at Glisan after she produced a phone & punched my number in it. We'll see what transpires in the land of turnip...
Sunny had a porcine BSW ? hiding under an umbrella yet not hidden enough to hide those pork knuckles...
One brunette WSW at Murder Street in pinkish tights & black jacket entranced with phone. Yawns from the driver...
An umbrella toting trio at 85th...
One BSW in pink shorts & silver jacket was nothing special whatsoever.
Another BSW in grey sweats was definitely in the meh column.
The best of the above was the blue umbrella LSW & she walked in 85th nicely for me. Forget her name she offered but she certainly wasn't offering any early Cinco De Mayo specials.
Sighs...
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Near the Unicorn saw "Anika" from Sunday again walking South in tan pants & matching bulky jacket. For some reason didn't look as good as Sunday.
Again, saw more visible PPD SUV tonight but I have to admit I was slightly focused on spotter planes or Subarus w/ ratchet looking PPD blondes in them. Laughs...
Recon Soundtrack: PJ Harvey - BBC Session at Saint Luke's Church August 23,2004.
[URL]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LlQlbJnAmg4[/URL]
Wednesday Afternoon:
Only went as far as Stark to pick up a yet again cash challenged Tori around commute time for a ribald rendezvous overnight.
Not one 304 seen from JCB>Stark>JCB. Waiting for the South to rise again...
She was waiting as promised near Stark McFlurrie's..
Between a clawfoot soak for her, feeding & fucking we watched a movie of her choice.
Recon Soundtrack: Moby Grape - November 25,1966 at Fillmore West, SF. A somewhat rough yet enjoyable sounding set from their early days.
[URL]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vb5UGDXk66c&t=330s[/URL]
Thursday Recon:
After one last digging out of her cute guts & more DATY on her tasty coinslot. Made Tori a late lunch & a short shopping expedition for some girl accessories she needed before dropping her off around 6:30 full of my swimmers & $75.00 richer. Her tip was the $40.00+- necessities shopping.
In spite of being drained from her thoroughly sexy self, did another short recon from 6:30>7:15. Why I can't say...
Nothing seen until Baggers area...
A dump truck assed & thunder thighed mixed or BSW at McFlurrie headquarters in tan two-piece ensemble & fanny pack above fluffy house slippers was entertaining & backing up McFlurriers wanting a closer look. Even from across the street was the closest look I needed. Just another example that no lifeguard is on duty in the hooker gene pool. Laughs.
Adjacent to the above was a thick redhead WSW in black shorts & blue top above black boots displaying some seriously prominent pussy print along with some red lipstick. For reasons unknown to me the dump truck assed one was getting all the interest. SMDHS at the interest some of the fuglies garner from the North end bellends.
Murder Street had a duo..
A thicker glasses wearing brunette in black above spiked ankle boots.
A mixed fake redhead mirroring the above's outfit.
Not repellent yet both weren't much more than a closing time pickup so yawns to both of them.
Beech had a blondish BSW & had the distinction of being the first seen in the usual lace net with black thong de rigueur outfit of late. Also had the visible from fifty yards Goliath Spider eyelashes happening...
Last seen was the meh fake redhead with the fat ass & etch a sketch leg tattoos. As always, she looked all cranky pants faced like she just smelled a copilot fart.
I'm sure there were some but wasn't paying attention to PPD SUV.
Recon Soundtrack: John Hiatt & The Goners "Beneath This Gruff Exterior".
[URL]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nDKzxZfqZR8[/URL]
[URL]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2DaUmos9tjE[/URL]
Staying in tonight & catching up on sleep plus making up some Coon Shrimp rigging for Saturday Springer trip.
Safe recons & tight lines.
Dumping the phone tonight.
Excellent on both accounts ZJ. Ill be looking for Brittany for sure, bet she's fine out of those slob clothes.
Thursday Night 10 ishpm Construction bisected the blade around the max station. Lots of traffic and long waits. Did see a few on either side but made travel inconvient. Not sure how long it will last but seemed like more than a day kind of project.
Saturday Night:
For once getting a needed good night's sleep before fishing trip. Was essential on the river after getting rained & blown about without any Sangre en el Barco called an end to the day around 1:00 thoroughly cold & damp all around. So much for my snark about "suffering for Springers".
Had an overnight scheduled with Merry who had a rare Sunday off. She offered to cook some enchiladas & Mexican street corn meal instead of the usual barbecue I specialize in. If I supplied the margaritas. I can do that...
Which begs the question why the still damp copilot & I reconned so early this dreary evening even more perplexing. JCB>82nd>Immigrant Statue>JCB between 7:00 7:45. Anticipation & weekend boredom likely the root.
Selection was aligned with the weather. Pretty much on the dismal side...
The hard working pet hospital SSBSW was out in over the knee raincoat.
Murder Street had a mixed trio...
The unrivaled of which was the dirty blonde WSW wonderful waif seen recently. Tonight in black two piece under a jacket. I wish this one would break away from Murder Street clusterfuck corner pack. Absolutely loathe having to pluck out pussy from a crowd...
Sharing the corner with her was one LSW & one BSW. Neither was that horrible, yet I couldn't help thinking they belonged on the fly over circuit.
Beech had a sturdy WSW brunette in white down coat & matching boots.
Barely noticed the chunky thighed & ass BSW with umbrella.
That is all...
Minus another desolate Burnside>JCB at 11:00 skipped any further sojourns after picking Merry up downtown.
Only PPD SUV was seen across the river.
Recon Soundtrack: John Hiatt "Same Old Man".
[URL]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XHN-TvrbrpQ[/URL]
Wednesday Night:
Copilot & I were out on a Tabor walk with septum shopgirl redhead civilian that I'm trying to engage further into fuckery. I fail to remember that civilians are somewhat complicated at times. Laughs sadly...
Parting ways after sunset stopped & filled up truck at JCB then decided to take an avenue look around 9:45>10:30+- just for the hell of it.
South near Arthur had a raven-haired WSW in green knee length dress & sandals. I'm sure I've seen her walking on rare occasion around the South before. I've seen her on Dania's nearby street before, so I've hesitated to chat her up yet seen her get scooped once. One of these nights I'll investigate what exactly is up with her.
McFlurrie's at La Parilla had a likely meh WSW in black transparent outfit sandwiched between shiny heels & white jacket. Lots of McFlurriers window talking yet no takers.
Just before Murder Street had a busty long legged brunette WSW in minuscule white mini above some strange Westminster Kennel Club show winning Poodle influenced white boots. She was the best of show compared to the others at corner but those boots had me spitting my seltzer all over trucks instrument panel. Even the copilot raised an eyebrow.
Sandy Upper had a couple...
An older bleached blonde in animal print shorts above black heels wasn't all that bad if you're undeterred by some minor horsey face. Not much chest yet nice legs & ass below her Mr. Ed type toothy smile. All I heard in my internal review dialogue was "Wilbuuuurrrr"...
AMPs favorite gender bent LSW was at Pho place looking emetic in a cloud of cigarette smoke. Laughs...
Zixix reached out by radio as he rooted around the avenue for his unicorn Galina. Later sent me a photo of the Fremont 76 duo. Saw them still clogging up the self-service lane as I passed. Brunette had some serious RBF while the blonde was at least smiling. Didn't engage due to that overexposed area & my incuriosity...
Walgreen hedges had an middle thirties LSW in black mini & fuck me heels & a nice, oversized Poblano chest losing the battle to be restrained. Somewhat of a motormouth. Name was Angel or something like that & the list of no's was as extensive as she was fucking expensive. After her bitchty litany of "no's" was tempted to ask her if she did lawns...
A fair amount of PPD SUV in the North end. Marked MCSO SUV was also in the vicinity pulling over a car or two. OSP Charger was treating someone to the full on lightshow near Clackamas line.
Recon Soundtrack: John Hiatt "Riding with the King". Been on a Hiatt studio albums binge lately.
[URL]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BxeCgRVoy3Q[/URL]
Thursday Afternoon:
With a day off the copilot & I needed to gather this year's vegetable garden starts along with hitting Parkrose hardware after lunch.
Murder Street had a duo blonde & brunette Instagram looking window talkers in minimal halter tops, shorts & stripper heels engaging some huge new black truck. Went around block to see not one of them but both of them getting in. These two were the ones Zizix pictured & later saw them in same truck near Holgate on way home.
Sandy at Carbide Saw had a younger BSW in jean shorts & black top above sandals & auburn wig waving wildly at all traffic. After my hardware trip she was still there.
Sandy at 205 overpass had yet another younger BSW with slicked back hair in black shorts & matching bikini top.
Both landed squarely in the commercial mediocrity category yet at least weren't the usual fat chonkers.
Last seen was WSW Quasimodo begging around Foster McFlurrie lot & attracting the security guard's attention. Under the guard's eye she stuffed her shit in her bag as her tits semi fell out of her tank top.
With that sight not being unseen headed for the barn & my gardening leave...
The usual PPD SUV seen at all compass points.
Recon Soundtrack: John Hiatt "Dirty Jeans & Mudslide Hymns".
[URL]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SHSMu2TB32M[/URL]
Safe recons & tight lines.
The usual phone picture dump.
Curious how you all avoid the window talk. Back in the day, you roll up, unlock the door and she jumps in and drive while negotiating. These days you roll up and tell them to get in and they want to engage in window negotiations. I don't like this practice and it puts you at risk.
Do you all have technics that you employ to avoid the window talk?
Seems like your SOPs are solid, kinda answered or validated yourself in your post. Anyways, if they don't walk in, I fucking pass everytime. Anti Stander 2024 I don't play Stander games, will not appease their TOAD managers. If they don't walk in I bounce, even if the bird is the fine and I want to stab like a Mofo. Live to fight another day.
[QUOTE=PaytoPlay;6898982]Curious how you all avoid the window talk. Back in the day, you roll up, unlock the door and she jumps in and drive while negotiating. These days you roll up and tell them to get in and they want to engage in window negotiations. I don't like this practice and it puts you at risk.
Do you all have technics that you employ to avoid the window talk?[/QUOTE]
Finally broke my SW cherry. That street is unreal. There's girls that charge $7-800 an hour on sites that will walk that street doing qvs for $100-150 and are stunning.
With fishing temporarily on hold until buddy catches up on his "honey do" list & the late run comes in. Accepted invitation to some old friends for dinner party this Saturday night. Besides it being one of the few places that the copilot is unwelcome (fucking cat people). It's always pretty much a bummer to see how ungracefully my lifelong friends & their doltish wives are aging. Besides the increasing lack of rapport between us, a couple of them gave me static about my recent Neil Young ticket purchase. If you think it's fucking tiresome to listen to mongers bitching about 304 inflation, exponentially multiply that irritation on "good ole days" concert prices. At least with music its more cut & dry what you get...
After extricating myself from that hell & knowing two favorite regulars were busy this weekend. Threw a 10:45 call to Tori who I woke up (laughs) & she passed due to red flag conditions, not that I would have minded. Tried Galina to no answer, straight to voicemail. Out of reliable & viable vagina numbers...
So, to counteract the last few hours & my building backup, went home to pick up my wing girl & a beer for a look between 11:15 1:00+- JCB>Sandy upper>JCB this Aurora Borealis infused night.
Far South showed no signs of life minus some criddler spewing his stomach contents near Dar Ron. Fucker had nothing on Linda Blair...
First seen was just North of Division in the form of a late twenties PR or Blasian in goldish shorts, matching transparent top above heels showing the most conspicuous case of East / West tits I'd ever witnessed. Those nipples had the worst case of exotropia I'd ever seen & reminded me of a 10' hammerhead shark that came up to investigate a gaffed & bleeding blackfin tuna once when fishing off Islamorada twenty-five years ago. Startled me as much then as now. Laughs...
Sunny had a duo...
A homely, short BSW in pink jacket almost hiding a baggy bikini bottom above sandals. She opened her jacket to show me that she was sans the top. Didn't need to see that sad chocolate pancake tonight. Or for that matter, any other fucking night...
A planted in place leggy tall & thin dirty blonde WSW in black above white heels was attracting the usual window talking coomers without any takers until the night progressed.
Fremont light had a younger pudgy chipmunk cheeked brunette+ in black bodysuit above sandals. Even with a PPD SUV one car behind us, she cooed over the slobbery copilot hanging out the open window before hitting me up with slightly desperate usual mantra of "want to date". No, I didn't. I thought she'd be too stupid to fuck.
Murder Street proper was surprisingly devoid of the usual stander flotsam & jetsam window talking byzantine bitches' cabal both times I passed.
Upper Sandy was back to its usual paratrophic ways. Good for an avenue reset yet ultimately yawn inducing.
Beech had a duo...
A somewhat BMI appropriate BSW in now ubiquitous red lace outfit though she channeled some eighties Flashdance vibe with some with some white legwarmers. Laughs.
Her chunkier WSW brunette partner in light purple see thru outfit had the largest set of gravity resistant HTOL that I'd ever witnessed on a white girl since seeing Carol Doda in San Francisco's Conder Club decades ago. She gave me a smug look like she knew I wanted her & her massive twins. Far from wanting her. I figure she mistook my sudden smile as I mentally nicknamed her & her freakishly large nippled stack as IHOP. Yeah, I'm all too amused some evenings...
Came down what had been an empty Klickitat to check out a couple 304 across the street only to run into a swarm of miscellaneous rabid chonkers on both side of the corner.
BSW with cottage cheese thunder thighs straining yellow onesie above heels. Two words. Armpit vagina...
One formidable fornida LSW in pinkish dress & heels.
One bleached blonde pinched face beached whale PAWG with hardly any chest in black slingback & marching fuck me heels & red lipstick. She possibly might have been attractive seventy-five lbs ago yet just one more who should resist the all you can eat buffet tables.
A chonker of a BSW in yet another stretched to the limit metallic mini & matching heels.
Despite me feigning any interest whatsoever. All surrounded truck like a swarm of fucking vampire cicadas. Yet, instead of generating a collective song of high-pitched buzzing it was "hay baby" & "want sum this" or the always heard "wanna' date" ghetto speak colloquialisms. Brushed them all off as I rolled windows up as fast as I could hit power switches. Yeech...
McFlurrie central had a trio...
One not terrible sturdy WSW blonde in red shorts & black top above black flats. Meh.
A tallish LSW in blue onesie & white heels was jumping & prancing around wildly with some 5150 GPS vibe dance moves thrown in for good measure.
An unknown SW with purple LED fuck me heels she seemed extremely proud of. Laughs.
Discouraged & my bladder barking some stopped at Glenhaven to stretch my legs & walk the copilot for a lap around the perimeter path with that old Pickard Family song "Buffalo Girls won't you Come Out Tonight" suddenly appearing in my internal soundtrack. Fuck me running. Turned South for the barn.
[URL]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y8CANw0gblY[/URL]
In my absence, Sunny had a 304 shift change.
A blonde WSW in the usual lace & exposed thong pussy phenotype that seems so prevalent lately. Talked to her before, quoting from memory: "my room or car date fifteen minutes max" "all covered for $300" also "I don't give head". Silly fucking hookers.
A lower key dressed LSW in jean jacket & black dress above sandals wasn't terrible looking yet I figured she was GPS guilty by association with above.
As I blew by Stark, the Chevron had a shoulder length pale real redhead late twenties in just modest blue / half grey above knee skirt & heels heading North. With my sudden surge in lack of blood flowing to big head, the other less disciplined head took over navigation. It got all sorts navigationally fucked getting going in the right direction & despite some Stark Washington Burnside carpet bombing canvassing never saw her again.
Yet as soon as had resigned myself that my Sisyphus themed real redhead journey persists to my sometimes lessening frustration, the Greek gods did throw me a tasty slutty bone in the form of a slightly bombed busty brunette who flagged me down for a ride off of Stark. Asked where she was heading & got a "wherever" in response. "Wherever" turned into my place when I leaned over to help her fasten seatbelt & she stuck her tongue down my throat. Name was Kelsey & had been out drinking with some girlfriends. As the pictures show she was a hella fun filthy time that only got better as she pulled cover off & implored me for my week's backup of dead swimmers in both holes. Though she didn't ask, slipped her a hundred for the three hours or so of slutty debauchery. Exchanged numbers & gave her a ride to the outer East numbers around 4 AM...
Who needs a redhead? SMH at the whole night turn of events...
PPD SUV seen all night yet from what I saw seemed to giving all an obvious pass tonight. On both sides of the equation.
Recon Soundtrack: Jerry Jeff Walker "Too Old To Change" & "Jerry Jeff".
[URL]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=APPpXbp9Pxw[/URL]
[URL]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aShCgTvQE_w[/URL]
[URL]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VF6DCxkxItM[/URL]
Tuesday Recon:
After looking at some possible future work in the 360. Copilot & I took the reverse recon home 205>Sandy>82nd>JCB around 6:30 +-.
Immigrant Statue cemetery had a WSW brunette in olive tank & jeans above flats showing off a healthy chest & frame. Only slightly ruined by some goliath spider eyelashes & somewhat of an RBF.
Beech had a sturdy & younger dreadlocked BSW in jean shorts &white bustier above white hausfrau slippers.
Murder Street continued its deserted trend. Perhaps that epicenter of performative pussy is coming to an end. Let's hope so as it's the worst scoop area on all of avenue.
A thin dark chocolate BSW in white dress was hitchhiking (sic) in front the bar adjacent States. A tad greasy or sweaty looking yet BMI appropriate.
WSW "Powell Pawg" was loitering around closed Multnomah dog adoption building in side split black dress & flats beneath a large & floppy hat.
Wasn't paying all that much attention to PPD.
Recon Soundtrack: Jefferson Airplane. September 22,1972 at Winterland, SF. Yet another RIP recon for drummer John Barbata & the last Airplane show until 1989. He played with them all; The Turtles, CSNY, & related individual efforts most notably Neils Times Fade Away tour. Continued in the Jefferson Starship until they jumped the shark. Another lysergic laden concert night from my miscreant & misspent youth...
[URL]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mlIpGjN29Qk[/URL]
Thursday Commute Recon:
Was out & about doing some needed a mission Parkrose Hardware & related. Copilot & I hit it JCB>Parkrose Hardware>JCB around 4:30>5:45+-.
First seen was just past Eastport in the figure of a pale brunette WSW in black top & jean shorts. Seen her around before yet this was the first time she gave me some signs. A tad butterface from my viewings.
Arts Wall had what I thought was Bagger Vance sitting with a towel over her head. On my return realized I was mistaken & it wasn't. Instead, was some whackadoo white brunette.
Murder Street had a quartet of brunette standers.
The funniest of which was the large sloppy swine BSW in white sunglasses. How large was she? Enough to almost entirely block out the best (sic) of the three others. Laughs.
After errand, headed back to barn.
Last seen was at Beech.
Where the diversifying frizzy haired PR was in the usual & now boring lace onesie with contrasting black thong & bra along with black sweater. Too early to yawn this fucking hard..
Nothing else seen to JCB.
Another day I wasn't paying all that much attention to PPD.
With the Columbia open again have a zero dark thirty wakeup. Hoping my dumb luck translates to the water...
Recon Soundtrack: Grateful Dead May 8, 1977 at Barton Hall, Ithaca, NY. Set 2.
[URL]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eV16Ysr03Vw[/URL]
[URL]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KVM9uu4mIcw[/URL]
Safe recons & tight lines.
The usual phone dump...
And a few more...
Zaci, who the heck is the blonde in your post #5498? Maybe I'm suffering from lack of reading comprehension, but I didn't see where you talked about her in that post. Holy fuck she looks hot.
It's good to see someone at my level. Respects ZJ.
[QUOTE=BobbyShafToe;6903243]Zaci, who the heck is the blonde in your post #5498? Maybe I'm suffering from lack of reading comprehension, but I didn't see where you talked about her in that post. Holy fuck she looks hot.[/QUOTE]The sixth word in second paragraph will answer your question...
Sunday Evening Early:
With a Saturday Salmon expedition, didn't get out much since last report. Skipped Friday for sleep & bait prep. Saturday night just wasn't into the avenue since I knew Dania was coming over after work Sunday for salmon barbecue along with an overnight.
Turns out Dan was delayed at work a good hour+ & with my backup raising my idle speed & a nap already off my list. I turned for the avenue for boredom relief around 7:15 +- on the usual JCB>Immigrant statue>Sunnyside Road route...
If I thought I was bored before, this Sunday recon only exacerbated my ennui times ten...
Not a 304 spotted until Arts Wall where long past expiration date LSW Nina was staring down cars. She's been out on avenue for twenty plus years & I swear she is looking more reptilian every time I see her.
It was one hella' sad Sunday circuit until I picked my dinner & overnight companion. A late dinner followed along with the usual margaritas before movie & playtime.
Seemed like every PPD SUV & undercover were out when I was.
Since it'd been a few weeks without our fuck parts connecting an inspired though short evening was had. Dropped her off at work Monday morning with that sweet quim full of my dead swimmers.
Regulars are good...
Recon Soundtrack: Moby Grape - "20 Granite Creek".
[URL]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CAnGIrielT4[/URL]
Thursday Night Recon:
Copilot & I were over at fishing buddy's place squaring up my half of last boat fill up & insurance until around 10:00. Lots of bitching about the state of return this year so far.
After ran the usual JCB>Immigrant Statue>JCB until 11:00+-.
Empty until Harrison where a younger acceptable brunette WSW in jeans & blue jacket was entertaining several offers. Seen occasionally in exact same place before & my opinion hasn't changed. Far from the worst & far from the best.
Budget minded mongers seemed to be ignoring Lowwider who was waiting all patient like at Walgreen hedges in dress & glasses.
Sunny had a trio of the forgettable out...
Ethnically eclectic with one LSW, one BSW & one WSW w/ not a one catching my eye. Yawns...
At Taco Bell near high school had an alright looking & BMI appropriate trim BSW in gold lame' onesie & heels. Some jungle drums were heard & one "Bellumenti" was taking their "Live mas'" slogan literally. Laughs...
Murder Street was full of usual hessian standers snore slores that didn't warrant the amount of coomers window talking & backing up the street.
Ace Tavern had a chunky BSW in black dress with radioactive looking platinum wig. Horrendous pink lipstick & goliath spider eyelashes with some LED chonga earrings. Yeech.
A meh sturdy WSW brunette in jeans & heels directly opposite the above was a beauty queen in comparison. No, not really...
Stopped at Fremont Plaid for a drink & came out to a BSW/WSW duo giving the copilot some attention. The BSW wasn't horrible & had some nice pussy print along some barely acceptable SirMixALot back. Laughs...
Her potbellied WSW partner was squeezed in some black booty shorts above over the knee black boots had more belly than boob...
They were offering 250.00 singles "yer pick" or 500.00 doubles back at tree named hotel room.
They were nice to the copilot so I didn't start laughing until I pulled away...
La Parilla had yet another potbellied WSW in shorts & black knee socks along with some upper thigh tats. Meh.
The previous 304 trio at Sunny had dispersed...
Replacing them was a solitary dirty sturdy blonde WSW in red carrying a huge purse. More yawns...
Last seen was a twacked out Sarah #0.0 at Burnside in oversized Chanel sweatshirt above fur topped ankle boots. There definitely a perfume vs. hoe hygiene joke in there yet it's still early & I haven't had near enough coffee...
Just past Holgate some criddler dude w/ a three skeg shortboard Thruster including dragging leash strapped to his backpack darted out & damn near came close to a wipe out by 3300 lbs of truck. Criddlers don't Surf...
Having had enough & with PPD SUV becoming more noticeable headed for the barn.
The full moon was nice though...
Recon Soundtrack: Neil Young & Crazy Horse May 1 2018 at Warnors Theater, Fresno. Another show I was fortunate enough to attend. Full moon music.
[URL]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UdF0ntU146g[/URL]
Safe recons & tight lines.
[QUOTE=ZaviJava;6909780]Sunday Evening Early:
....[/QUOTE]Great girls and great pics, as always!
I'll speak for myself. I personally find posts in other Forums / cities a Weirdo move when its obvious you're a Basement Neckbeard, who doesn't have the fedia to travel the States and roll pussy. Double weirdo to pester dudes about numbers, threaten Posters (especially the Vato with the javes to the Ranfla). Validated by further Weirdo behavior of consistent picture quotes resized and J-Cat dick riding or all up on someone's Bumper cause a Vato keeps Heinas close to chest. Shits tantamount to childish temper tantrums. Not just visible to me, this Vato has Admin. deletions across the USA. Look for yourself. Cosigning this Vato tells me everything I need to know about others too. ZJ- continue to keep these Vatos DNA away from the heard because by proxy we're in the same circle. La vlerga to the Team Incel Dripdick.
Tue early am 7 30 was the well known Latina working girl on the Pho corner.
Another girl with cute ish face but a bit of giggle in her trunk quoted 150 for half hour at her Econ lodge hotel. Saw her at the 92nd area off sandy. Where the Carharts store used to be. If you were hard up. But I just like to control my situation, Too many bad things can happen when you let the girl dictate where you are going.
She just seemed also into the up-sell and not the pleasure side. I am pretty selective these days. I love the innocent newbie. This was Sunday around 3 pm.
Not a lot out on 82 during the times I passed thru. Certainly not normal.
Had a date set for a new poster I hadn't seen before. Was being extra cautious, so I did a few loops around where she was staying. Decided I was going to park at a convenience store about a block away and walk over there on division /82nd. As I pulled in, a WSW about mid 30's in low cut top just hopped in after coming out of the store. I ended up making a split second decision to go with this option versus my previous plans. Found a quiet spot, eagerly swallowed down my swimmers. I got her number and dropped her back off fifteen minutes later with an extra franklin in her purse.
Sorry if you were the dude she was supposed to meet! LOL.
[QUOTE=SugarDaddyPDX;6913640]Had a date set for a new poster I hadn't seen before. Was being extra cautious, so I did a few loops around where she was staying. Decided I was going to park at a convenience store about a block away and walk over there on division /82nd. As I pulled in, a WSW about mid 30's in low cut top just hopped in after coming out of the store. I ended up making a split second decision to go with this option versus my previous plans. Found a quiet spot, eagerly swallowed down my swimmers. I got her number and dropped her back off fifteen minutes later with an extra franklin in her purse.
Sorry if you were the dude she was supposed to meet! LOL.[/QUOTE]I'm new to this but does a hundy sound high for a 15 min hummer?
[QUOTE=Pdx503;6913810]I'm new to this but does a hundy sound high for a 15 min hummer?[/QUOTE]Yeah, in 2019. This girl was HWP, great tits and good attitude. Can't find that on the blade often. Some of these gps hoes want 250 for a cardate.