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Dreamt I saw two girls in Clearwater last weekend, but they weren't as nice as those two in the previous posts. SW quality in looks, but good fucks and made each other suck it. It was kind of humorous. Best double bj I've had even though it was covered and after seeing the rotten teeth of one I was glad. $5 for both.
One was named TJ and they had ad on BP. Said they were gonna leave soon but I saw their ad last week.
Guys, I'm sorry. I screwed up. I recommended Kittie and Wendy. I played with Wendy at 24K, after previously getting her # and then getting invited into the back for a no holds barred FS session in VIP. I visited Kittie and Wendy in their hotel room and of course got the lazy service from Kittie (the better looking one is always lazy). Wendy is more willing to please. I put up ads for them in return for some more play time. In the past I've done so for women who I KNEW would take care of me for free whenever I wanted and who provided good service to everyone else. Now they want me to put up ads again for them and visit them tomorrow so they can make it up to me. . . GUYS, that's an instant warning! It's the classic ***** get what they can get mentality, as if they're entitled to it! I actually got Kittie's # originally to take her out and date her normally. What the hell was I thinking!
Just got this in a email.
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Hi Guys, I’m Sky and I’m new to this so bare with me. I’m 29, 5’6 103 lbs very petite and very fun to be with. I’d love a chance for you to come over today and take advantage of me and my special deal just for you. I’m right off of 275 and 54th ave South by the college in St. Pete. So Gove me a call xxx-xxx-xxx C U Soon Luv Sky
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Anyone else get this looks like a scam watch out.
That photo looks like a regular from the 4th street 9th avenue area. Usually goes by Erica. Very slender, really nice and a good provider.
OK.. I predict NO 37 Indy 27,,,I wonder if the SW's will be out during the game?
[QUOTE=Messenger]That photo looks like a regular from the 4th street 9th avenue area. Usually goes by Erica. Very slender, really nice and a good provider.[/QUOTE]Thanks Lolligagger.
I will give it a try.
[QUOTE=Lolligagger]OK.. I predict NO 37 Indy 27,,,I wonder if the SW's will be out during the game?[/QUOTE]
I wonder how many local girls went down to make a little money? Also will any visiting girs pass by Tampa on the way back home?
And My Breakfast With Blassie couldn't compare with my lunch with Sara.
Better check out the joint before inspectors close it down again.
Any one seen her. She got my email and keep asking when I want to see her. If you want the digits pm me.
If any of you noticed BTC got a free ride to the steelbar hotel. BTC now looks very guyish with her new hair do.
I think she was trying to disguise herself into being a dude, so the local popo wouldn't pick her out. It didn't work for her at all.
Happy Hunting..
[QUOTE=Steelj]Any one seen her. She got my email and keep asking when I want to see her. If you want the digits pm me.[/QUOTE]Haven't seen her myself, but what a lovely lady. I'd be interested in any & all info on this stunner.
PM if preferred.
Lately I've been seeing all types of rude and disrespectful posts in many areas on here. As a provider I feel that there should be a certain level of respect you all give to us. Although we are doing a service to you and you are paying for it, that does not give any of you the right to be rude and disrespectful towards us whether in session or out of session.
I have had many comments thrown at me such as "oh cmon baby your a pro" or "wow you put out good. " Other things such as coming to session "cocky" and very abrasive are not needed. Both parties involved know why you have come to see the other so have a little respect. I also have noticed that many have posted many rude comments about providers on here and I find it disgusting. Providers do not go around and post obscene things about hobbyists. You do not see us saying how horrible you smell or how tiny your tools were. WE have respect for you I believe it should be mutual.
I am in no way "bashing" all hobbyist because you are the ones that keep us providers going, all I am saying is PLEASE have some respect. Would you talk this way about your daughter, niece, mother, or sister? Would you treat them the way some of you treat us? I don't believe so. Some of you post horrible things about providers because they would not do the service you were looking for. If that is the case then just don't see that specific provider. Its not that hard.
For those of you hobbyist who are polite and GENTLEMEN. THANK YOU. I appreciate as I am sure we all do.
Andrea is back in the big house. I know I just mentioned she was out and about. She got a call back for possession so she won't be reachable for a bit.
It sucks when a head nurse isn't around for extra activities.
Happy Hunting..
[QUOTE=Mbellababi]Lately I've been seeing all types of rude and disrespectful posts in many areas on here. As a provider I feel that there should be a certain level of respect you all give to us. Although we are doing a service to you and you are paying for it, that does not give any of you the right to be rude and disrespectful towards us whether in session or out of session.
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I am in no way "bashing" all hobbyist because you are the ones that keep us providers going, all I am saying is PLEASE have some respect. [/QUOTE]
Just sayin'
You really make that girl's post ring even more true. Some guys don't treat this as a Hobby but more like hunting prey. Which catagory do YOU fall under?
A little respect goes a long way friend.
[QUOTE=Dirty Dining]You really make that girl's post ring even more true. Some guys don't treat this as a Hobby but more like hunting prey. Which catagory do YOU fall under?
A little respect goes a long way friend.[/QUOTE]
Respect is earned, and you and your bosom buddy have earned zero points!!
[QUOTE=Dirty Dining]You really make that girl's post ring even more true. Some guys don't treat this as a Hobby but more like hunting prey. Which catagory do YOU fall under?
A little respect goes a long way friend.[/QUOTE]
I agree.
Now grease up that brown star and quit yer whining!
Just kidding you crazy ho! Relax.
Truth is, welcome to the unpredictable and somewhat less than publicly honored (but privately regarded and cherished) profession.
Dealing with occasional disrespect is probably just part of the job my sweet little princess.
But don't you fret, guys have shit to deal with too... Like bitches posting fake pics, pimps robbing you, upselling, over charging, "hurry up, hurry up", what is that fucking smell coming from your goombah?, that looks contagious!, "ya baby, ya baby...sorry one second I need to answer this text...OK all set, if you need more time that will be another hundred.", Holy Shit you are a DUDE!, Ill be there at 9 (shows up at midnight), drivers, stings.
So the moral of the story is, if one guy says you look like a Donkey. Go ahead and tell him to F off, hes probably just a screwball. If 5 guys tell you that.....well.... maybe you should buy a saddle.
I am all for respect, but that respect includes telling my fellow buds when I see something nasty, dishonest, etc.
I"m running a special on saddles this week, if anyone of you ladies need one or guys are into gift giving.. :}
I believe in the old saying "bro's before ho's..
[url]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y_GgARlPcYk[/url]
Happy Hunting..
[QUOTE=Fun Fellagain]I agree.
Now grease up that brown star and quit yer whining!
Just kidding you crazy ho! Relax.
Truth is, welcome to the unpredictable and somewhat less than publicly honored (but privately regarded and cherished) profession.
Dealing with occasional disrespect is probably just part of the job my sweet little princess.
But don't you fret, guys have shit to deal with too... Like bitches posting fake pics, pimps robbing you, upselling, over charging, "hurry up, hurry up", what is that fucking smell coming from your goombah?, that looks contagious!, "ya baby, ya baby...sorry one second I need to answer this text...OK all set, if you need more time that will be another hundred.", Holy Shit you are a DUDE!, Ill be there at 9 (shows up at midnight), drivers, stings.
So the moral of the story is, if one guy says you look like a Donkey. Go ahead and tell him to F off, hes probably just a screwball. If 5 guys tell you that.....well.... maybe you should buy a saddle.
I am all for respect, but that respect includes telling my fellow buds when I see something nasty, dishonest, etc.[/QUOTE]
I just wanted to say hello and check back in with everyone. If you would like to chat please PM me.
XOXOX,
Lissa
I saw blond Ariel over the weekend. She was just like Jungle Warrier said, I. E. Inexpensive, nice and has a nice body. I met her at her incall apartment in North Tampa and she asked me to put the donation (she said it is up to you what you want to give me-I like the no pressure talk) into a bowl she had by the couch. Did CBJ which was great. Left $25 and she seemed happy. Would see her again. I have digits if anyone needs them. Send me a PM.
[QUOTE=Gators84]I saw blond Ariel over the weekend. She was just like Jungle Warrier said, I. E. Inexpensive, nice and has a nice body. I met her at her incall apartment in North Tampa and she asked me to put the donation (she said it is up to you what you want to give me-I like the no pressure talk) into a bowl she had by the couch. Did CBJ which was great. Left $25 and she seemed happy. Would see her again. I have digits if anyone needs them. Send me a PM.[/QUOTE]
Gator,
You must be getting slamed...tried PM but it's full.
PM me if you would, details and digits.
[QUOTE=Gators84]I saw blond Ariel over the weekend. She was just like Jungle Warrier said, I. E. Inexpensive, nice and has a nice body. I met her at her incall apartment in North Tampa and she asked me to put the donation (she said it is up to you what you want to give me-I like the no pressure talk) into a bowl she had by the couch. Did CBJ which was great. Left $25 and she seemed happy. Would see her again. I have digits if anyone needs them. Send me a PM.[/QUOTE]
Putting the "donation" somewhere other then directly in her hand was for her benefit. Because she did not quote you a specific price, had you been LE you could not have arrested her for agreeing to exchange sex for money. If your donation had been in an envelope and she did not look inside and/or count it there is no way to prove in court she knew there was money in the envelope. Your "donation" could have been anything. Although she runs the risk of some dickhead leaving a very small donation, she reduces the risk of being arrested and dealing with all that legal crap.
I tried to see Ariel earlier this week. I sent her an email requesting a meeting for the next day. She sent me her cell#. I called her when I wanted to meet her and one of us was in a bad location because the cell call dropped. She then sent me a text wanting to know what I wanted to do. I replied I wanted a half hour meeting. She wanted to know what I wanted to do. I said have fun. I will not put acts down in a text message or even a phone conversation. She wanted to know what I wanted to spend. I said $, but then she got back into what I wanted to do with her. I finally gave up and ending up going to Atlantis for some fun. I guarantee I spent way more at Atlantis than I would of spent with Ariel.
I sent a message the next day explaining the reason I gave up. I said maybe we would try it again in a week or so. For the people who have seen Ariel, is this common MO with her. I would rather be disappointed with a 30 minute meeting than give out incriminating details in a text message. Maybe I am being overly cautious, but I have a lot to lose with screwing up.
[QUOTE=SpeedRacer29]Putting the "donation" somewhere other then directly in her hand was for her benefit. Because she did not quote you a specific price, had you been LE you could not have arrested her for agreeing to exchange sex for money. If your donation had been in an envelope and she did not look inside and/or count it there is no way to prove in court she knew there was money in the envelope. Your "donation" could have been anything. Although she runs the risk of some dickhead leaving a very small donation, she reduces the risk of being arrested and dealing with all that legal crap.[/QUOTE]
Was going to see her today but she text me that she wanted 1 bill plus and went over there was really fake looking but great breasts. I would see Ariel at the previous reported prices but not these.
[QUOTE=Law Dawg]Was going to see her today but she text me that she wanted 1 bill plus and went over there was really fake looking but great breasts. I would see Ariel at the previous reported prices but not these.[/QUOTE]Yep same here, was gonna go see her but said she needed 1 so I told her nevermind. I've seen her three times already but I guess I'll have to hunt for another bargain out there.
I was driving up US 19 today and saw a blurb on the sign at Oasis. (For you who've been around a long time, that's the old Gas Light in the Country Side area.)
They are going to have Bridget the Midget there as a feature. Now, knowing that BtM has worked at the Bunny Ranch out in Nevada, I'm thinking a monger might be able to sweet talk her into some off-premises play.
I don't know what dates she'll be there, just saw the sign as I was driving by. I'm sure a call to the club will let you know when she'll be around.
[QUOTE=Mike Wazowski]I was driving up US 19 today and saw a blurb on the sign at Oasis. (For you who've been around a long time, that's the old Gas Light in the Country Side area.)
They are going to have Bridget the Midget there as a feature. Now, knowing that BtM has worked at the Bunny Ranch out in Nevada, I'm thinking a monger might be able to sweet talk her into some off-premises play.
I don't know what dates she'll be there, just saw the sign as I was driving by. I'm sure a call to the club will let you know when she'll be around.[/QUOTE]I've been up in Orlando twice in the last three weeks and both time on the south end of the OBT by a Sunoco Station a Blond midget is on the stroll. I was tempted but couldn't pull the trigger on that one.
Be safe my brothers!
[QUOTE=Sinned]I've been up in Orlando twice in the last three weeks and both time on the south end of the OBT by a Sunoco Station a Blond midget is on the stroll. I was tempted but couldn't pull the trigger on that one.
Be safe my brothers![/QUOTE]
I guess you would need a "sawedoff shotgun" to pull that trigger.
[QUOTE=Sinned]I've been up in Orlando twice in the last three weeks and both time on the south end of the OBT by a Sunoco Station a Blond midget is on the stroll. I was tempted but couldn't pull the trigger on that one.
Be safe my brothers![/QUOTE]
You never know when someone might want to get a little pussy.
Hmmm. Not sure how I feel about this post. I actually enjoy the "hunt" as much as the act once I finally found a SW I am willing to pick up. I've often referred to it as the hunt, but once I pick up a girl, I am nothing short of respectful to her. I treat these gals like ladies when I'm with them, but on the other hand, I enjoy just driving around looking (hunting) just as much as the pickup very much the same way as a hunter enjoys being in the woods just as much as getting a deer or a fisherman enjoys just casting the line as much as he enjoys catching fish.
Is that somehow wrong? I don't think so.
[QUOTE=Dirty Dining]You really make that girl's post ring even more true. Some guys don't treat this as a Hobby but more like hunting prey. Which catagory do YOU fall under?
A little respect goes a long way friend.[/QUOTE]
Did you any of you notice some of the street meat that was kicked into the steel bar hotel today? I see why the only thing that would have even given them a ride was LE.
Happy Hunting..
[QUOTE=R Consultant]Did you any of you notice some of the street meat that was kicked into the steel bar hotel today? I see why the only thing that would have even given them a ride was LE.
Happy Hunting..[/QUOTE]To be one hiv+ as well from looking at the charge sheets. Maybe a couple of the wrong gender as well?? I don't know who would pay for some of those, but,if it was me, I'd find a new hobby!!! Anyone who scooped that old hiv+
one deserves whatever microbes he might catch!
Looks like SP po po was on a wild hag hunt from around 6 - 10 am today?
Must've really pissed them off since that's the best time to get fresh donuts and bagels?
[QUOTE=Member #1658]Hmmm. Not sure how I feel about this post. I actually enjoy the "hunt" as much as the act once I finally found a SW I am willing to pick up. I've often referred to it as the hunt, but once I pick up a girl, I am nothing short of respectful to her. I treat these gals like ladies when I'm with them, but on the other hand, I enjoy just driving around looking (hunting) just as much as the pickup very much the same way as a hunter enjoys being in the woods just as much as getting a deer or a fisherman enjoys just casting the line as much as he enjoys catching fish.
Is that somehow wrong? I don't think so.[/QUOTE]
Well put. Those are my feelings as well. The hunt or fishing is often times more fun than the catch.
Anyone else see the movie "Gardens of the Night"? Sad movie. I just finished watching it. Makes you think twice about this whole thing. Really portrays just how hard of a life these girls have and the kind of childhood some of them had to get where they are today. Everyone who participates in this "hobby" should watch this movie...
As you hit the streets, remember that these girls have feelings and that they're in a tough spot and many of them didn't get there completely on their own. Treat them well. Be nice to them! Help one or two out if you ever have the opportunity.
[QUOTE=Member #1658]Anyone else see the movie "Gardens of the Night"? Sad movie. I just finished watching it. Makes you think twice about this whole thing. Really portrays just how hard of a life these girls have and the kind of childhood some of them had to get where they are today. Everyone who participates in this "hobby" should watch this movie...
As you hit the streets, remember that these girls have feelings and that they're in a tough spot and many of them didn't get there completely on their own. Treat them well. Be nice to them! Help one or two out if you ever have the opportunity.[/QUOTE]
A "must read" for all Hobbiests - I know it is long, but worth it. Bill Ho
Trading Sex for Money, Drugs, Survival: What It's Like to Be a Street Prostitute
The lives of street prostitutes who have sex for money to survive are very different than our idealized images of 'high-class' call girls.
June 29, 2010 |
When you say the word “hooker,” the image that comes to most people’s minds is a white girl like Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman or the highly paid call girl in the Eliot Spitzer scandal, the former New York governor. She may have made a few wrong moves in her life but she’s likeable with a heart of gold and will straighten out if given a second chance. We don’t necessarily forgive her for accepting extra money for her “favors” but we understand it.
The story is very different for survival prostitutes who work the streets and get in cars because of drug habits. Their lives are less Pretty Woman than Monster, the story of Aileen Wuornos, for whom hooking was a kill-or-be-killed situation and who was herself put to death in 2002 in a Florida state prison.
Survival prostitutes are the most easily and frequently killed of all women. They lack the glamour of call girls and “victimhood” of trafficked women since their pimp is their drug habit itself. They have been abandoned by their families, their communities and the other people on the street. Even law enforcement and social services slighted them until recently.
The author spent time as a survival prostitute driven by her drug habit until she found recovery in a 12-step program. This is the first excerpt from a diary she kept while getting in cars.
A Car Stops: A Streetwalker's Diary
A car stops. I get in. He tells me what he wants and we agree on price. He drives me to an abandoned warehouse and we park by the weed-covered loading lock. He is in his 30s; Hispanic; says he's a machinist. We make the exchange. I get the money. I am back on the corner I left minutes earlier, with crisp ones in my pocket. NEXT!
I was high as a kite when I got in the car and now I'm higher still. Every time things go right and you get a normal guy, not a nut, a cop, a non-payer, it feels like the world is your stage. Money, control, drugs, dudes, drama, excitement, attention, sex, nightlife "love," glamour -- I slam!
The dude is high too. Like me, he's relieved he didn't get robbed or stabbed or attacked by unseen accomplices, what used to be called the Murphy. Sure his wallet is lighter and he risked arrest and having his car impounded. But he got away with it -- and doesn't even feel like he cheated on his wife since it was just oral sex.
I do this for drugs but it's also what I do when I'm on drugs. You couldn't do it straight because you'd think about the dangers, disgrace, your parents and your teachers. Plus when you're high getting in cars is fun! You're dressed up, people "like" you and you're making a huge hourly wage. You even wonder, in your drug haze, why all women don't do this.
I look good. I may be hooked on meth, alcohol and cigarettes, I may not have eaten a nutritious meal for a year, I may not have been to a doctor or a dentist for five years, but the long legs with high heels, the emaciated torso and the big hair is stopping traffic. The straight women give me hate looks.
"Your husband will be late for dinner," I want to say to them but I never have. The worst I've done is on a Saturday night when the dates come down my street, I'll say "hi" to a cute dude I don't know just to watch Muffy or Mindy or whoever the hell is on his arm lose it and ask him how he knows me. "Honest, I've never met her," he insists.
One time another woman and I were waiting for the bus and I began to worry she thought I was working when I was legit and really getting on the bus. What a shock when the bus came and SHE didn't get on because SHE was working. Who knew?
How does a nice girl turn out? A broken family and drug habit help but essentially the customers turn you out. You're walking around the city with no job and no money and monkey on your back and the cars start stopping and pulling to the curb like an X-rated runway. They know your profession before you do.
My first exchange happened on a Saturday night when a guy who noted my high leather boots followed me into the vestibule of my apartment, crouched down and began licking my boot. In less than a minute he handed me money and left. I barely saw his face. The only words we exchanged were the "thank you" he said. I didn't feel repulsed, sullied or offended-- I felt exhilarated. Where are more of these guys? When he drove by in a car a few days later, we both knew the drill.
One of the first cars that stopped for me was a foreigner who barely spoke English. I told him what I cost and he wanted to bargain. I thought, I've sunk as low as a woman can sink and you want to bargain? It was one of the few times I got out. Another time, a truck driver tried to bargain with me in a Travel Lodge parking lot. This time I also walked away but he came running after me and agreed to my price.
The guy at the appliance store was one of my first meets. He is physically repulsive -- maybe 300 pounds -- and mentally repulsive. ("When you and me gon hook up" seems his only line.) But he's set me up with several repeat customers -- I have to do him and his brother in perpetuity -- and more importantly he gives me drugs. The first time I got in his car he took me into the basement of his store which was such a dungeon I would have been praying to God if I believed in him. The fear of chainsaws and meat hooks actually cut through my meth high for a minute.
These johns all seem to know each other and more importantly they know other men. Many set up "trees" where they bring me their friends who pay full price while they get a discount or free. Not only is sharing a sex op a "boy thing," most men have a little pimp in them and want to exploit "johns."
One guy who drives a Jaguar knows a pharmacist who staged a robbery and has a lot of merch. He even gives the guys he sends me merch to give me. He had polio as a kid and is very short. He is not married. We talk a little; I don't dislike him. He says he would marry me but someone like me would never stay with one man. He was shot in the face in a holdup recently and his jaw has been reconstructed. It is very odorific and makes sex unpleasant.
Another of my regulars owns a hardware store where we sometimes do it. He pays me every week whether or not he sees me and actually calls it my "allowance." It is hard to square his fatherly manner with his lewd lifestyle. Another girl he sees sends me her rejects -- a group of fat men who can't ejaculate because of the drugs they are on. She thinks she's dissing me but I need the money.
Another of my regulars is a big hedge fund trader. I hear he is rich but he pays no more than anyone else. In fact he pays less; he insists on meeting in a hotel room near financial row and deducts the room from my pay. He is also fat. I sometimes wonder what would happen if these fats guy expired while they were with me.
Mr. Hedge Fund has other rich friends including one who actually drops my cash on the floor and orders trades on the phone while I work on him. These guys could never be Sugar Daddies because I hate them. They invite me to meals (right--knowing their plans for my mouth) and on their yachts like I buy their lifestyle if I could just get past this selling sex thing. In fact one guy who pushed the escort thing and forced me to socialize with his friends in a bar crawl that lasted all night, I robbed him when he passed out in a motel. I left the door open so he would think the staff did it.
I also won't do men in groups because they turn into rapes. You can control a one-on-one situation but you can't stag parties and drunks. Once at a motel on the edge of town with no phone or switchboard because the office closed down, a whole group of men who knew I was in there broke in and mauled me. I had two choices: do it or do it and get beat up. It was terrifying and humiliating. When you're outside the law, you can't go to the police and say "I wasn't paid." Your lifestyle is your consent. The guy who set me up in the motel, told me later he went and shot out the windshields of the guys who did it. All I could think was, you knew the people who did this?
I wasn't even working, I was going to the store. A car stops and the guy offers me three times the going rate through the window, not even waiting for me to get in. I worry that he is a nut but go to a motel with him. He is not a nut but he looks really sick and also acts morose. In addition to sex he wants to cuddle which, even though he has technically paid for my time, irritates the hell out of me. I am speeding my ass off and the last thing I want to do is play statue with some needy stranger when I can't even smoke. This is agony.
This guy reminds me of Al, a construction worker I see a lot. He's in his 20s and always trying to be my last date for the night so he can sleep with me. He doesn't understand the reason you boot a guy is not because you have the next one or need to meet a quota, but because you can't stand the sight of them once you're done.
In his defense, he is nicer than any boyfriend I ever had. If I would have known guys like this before, I might not even be here. Where was he before my heart turned into a gizzard? But I also realize there is something self-hating about a guy who falls in love with the town pump.
It's like my printer. I go by his print shop several times a week and we do it on the darkroom floor. And he always cautions me to use the client bathroom, not the employee bathroom, because one of his female employees is loose and might have an STD. Where does he think I have been all day, at the library?
One guy I did end up spending the whole night with. His name was Kurt, he was German, an artist and easily in his 70s. No dick problems there. Again, it didn't matter how much he paid, I couldn't stand being in the clammy sheets with him for all that time. And he kept waking me up for more, though sleeping on speed I wasn't sleeping anyway. We couldn't exchange a word because he spoke no English. In the morning I felt so dirty from all the manhandling, I bought a fifth of whiskey, some hydrogen peroxide to gargle and a laxative. No, I would rather get in and out of cars all day.
My best trick ever was a similar situation. I was in California and this guy picked me up and said if I would spend the night with him, he would give me a car. Right--I really believe that. But much to my amazement, after a long night of performing oral sex on me even though a million women would allow that for free, there was a car. It was a Honda Civic and the reason he was giving it to me was it was hot. He put on welder's glasses and blasted out the serial number. He made me promise I would junk the car when I got home though I had no intention of keeping a promise to a john. He also gave me a packet of meth. I kept thinking, how does a girl start out hoofing it and end up a day later with wheels and speed? The car lasted two weeks and its entire exhaust system just fell into the street. But it got me home.
Since I have been doing this I have had to be strict about boyfriends and freebies or I won't make any money. Almost every guy thinks he's an exception and his ego doesn't want to let him pay. Instead of money they try to trade CDs and expensive handbags and dresses (for all the cotillions I go to) because it makes them feel less like a john. Younger guys are especially bad and I have had them steal back the money while I wasn't looking.
Then there's the guys whose fantasy is a turned-on woman, which is lot more work than a simple plumbing job. What do you like, they ask me, like I want my fantasies satisfied by some stranger who calls himself Mr. G? Beside money, I want to say. You have to be careful about requests for your erotic participation. A john can turn around and accuse you of getting paid for something you do anyway.
You also don't want to get your heartstrings involved. There is one guy named Bruce who works in the airline industry and is so cute and young and polite and even single I want to say keep the money, let's have real sex instead of me doing you. Same with another guy who wears a blue jean jacket and bought me a Christmas present. A Christmas present! But I never lost my professionalism. I also never drink on the job because I would get soft or sloppy and not get the money. I try to stay within daytime hours when the johns are sober and everything is efficient.
I guess I would call my boyfriend Ricky who I met in the day hospital. He makes no sense except for when he talks about Meher Baba. I think he is a schizophrenic. One time he got violent and had dark circles under his eyes, but I think he had gone off his meds. Most of the time he's good, low-key company. We have a good time; we get a small bottle of Jack Daniels. He says his psychiatrist told him not to get emotionally involved with me.
Don was my boyfriend for a while and he is definitely a schizophrenic. He described to me how the TV began to talk to him and tell him things and he jumped out the window and broke both legs. He's shown me the exact place where it happened. Now he seems fine but it will never work between us because he orders me around. You're not wearing that, he said once when we were going to a party, and he marched me back into the apartment to change. If I want to take orders I can get in a car.
Probably my biggest problem is drugs. The meth keeps me up and geared for each new day, but has its downside besides my mouth being dry all the time. I have to drink a lot of whiskey to be able to sleep. I could probably take downers, but they would step on the meth high in the morning. Someone told me and I believe it's true, if you're trying to sleep with meth in your system you're not getting REM sleep and won't be refreshed. And sure enough I wake up not just crabby and cranky which is maybe where they got the word, but downright paranoid. Some days I am afraid to leave the apartment. The hood is so dense with people it feels like everyone stares at me. There's not a patch of green anywhere where you could sit and just be a normal person. Within minutes some guy will come over and hit on me. I used to tell them to go away, but now I just name a price. Still, shouldn't I get a goddamn day off?
A Lexus stops. The guy is dark haired, maybe 40, a little too distracted for my comfort. I go with him to a room though I worry he is a nut. We get to some small room on the West side and his thing is making me wear a negligee and act like I enjoy it. Why does he pay for this? I don't relish this silk, lace, oohing and ahhing routine but there is nothing perverted about it. You'd think he'd get a girlfriend. He says he's single. He is a medical supplies salesmen and I let him pay me in syringes.
It's like the guy who comes to my apartment Saturday mornings with bagels and lox. His thing is setting up the brunch spread and having sex before we eat it. Where is the trick? Sure this food makes me sick, especially because I am a speed freak, but there is nothing inherently tricky about this. Not like the extremely icky guy I had yesterday whose house I had to go to. Even though he had a nice house and seemed like he might have a normal wife, he wanted me to strap on a dildo and tell him how tight he was. I could not do this work straight.
Another one that makes me sick is Jim W who operates out a roofing office in uptown. He actually created a peephole so his buddies could watch while I was working on him. He is missing digits on his fingers. He says you was and yeeewww for you. He's the kind of person you would cross the street to avoid.
I have had two trips out of town. Dick K. who is a client of my printer took me all the way to California with him on his business trip. I can't figure out why. He doesn't touch me though we sleep in the same bed. Does he think I have a disease? He moved his seat on the plane on both trips and wouldn't even talk to me. Why did he bring me? One night we went to a party with normal kids my age who were watching videos, eating a stir fry and barely drinking. I felt like a ridiculous idiot in my hooker garb, all dressed up with no johns in sight. I couldn't even manage the most basic small talk with these kids. I didn't fit in with the wholesome set even when I was straight. I got really drunk and he conveyed he was disgusted. He has a New York accent and is cute.
Then my printer Keith took me with him on an all expense paid trip he was given by his paper mill. It was in the middle of the woods, very pretty but very stinky from the wood pulp. There were a lot of people there in a lodge and we all ate elaborate meals together. There was also a pool table and an open bar. I didn't bring enough speed and began crashing. I drank too much and began saying and doing embarrassing things. He told the group I was ill and he was going to put me to bed. I thought when we got the room he was going to hit me but was amazed that he didn't. In fact he was really nice to me and we even did it. Now I like him.
None of these johns make any sense to me. Some of them are paying for things a girlfriend would do. Many have told me if they were a girl they would be doing just what I do. They know all the hookers and know who is charging what. In fact many see as many hookers a day as I do johns. They're just as addicted but not getting paid. Most are more polite than guys I've dated either because they respect someone who makes more an hour than they do or because they know they're going to get it so they don't have to be defensive. I sometimes think they pay so they don't have to feel guilty about just lying there and making someone else do all the work and not returning the favor.
I was starting to get ahead economically and then they cut off my phone and electricity. I had a leech line to keep the lights on but they found it and yanked it. George said I could use his phone but the johns have my phone number not his. So I have lost a lot of them unless I see them on the streets. It is very hot and the bugs are really coming out. They are even eating the toothpaste.
I am trying to think of better ways to make money. Danny, a very cute dude who tends bar on the corner, also tends bar at Big Daddy's and said he could get me a gig there. I went to check it out and it is very depressing. You've got some wastoids at the bar and girls on the stage picking up Coke bottles with their vaginas. You get some pathetically small commission on each drink you can get the john to buy you and the house keeps most of it. If the john springs for a bottle of champagne you go in the back with him and have sex with him and get to keep more of the money. This whole routine could take an hour or more and the john has paid a huge amount of money and you get little. Worse Danny says they were busted last week so losing all that money to the middle man doesn't even make it safe.
I had my own run-in with the police two days ago which was very humiliating. It was a night off and I was with one of my few girlfriends at a bar. Her name is Sean. We barely know each other. We were in the bathroom doing a line. The bartender called the police saying there was a city ordinance against two people in a bathroom at one time. The real reason is he's in love with the other bartender who likes me not him. I wasn't worried because I thought I could flirt my way out of it and I was very drunk. But the city's finest were two gigantic female cops and they took my money, my drugs and threw me in the squad car. I was pleading with them to just let me pee because my bladder was bursting so they created a torture for me. The took me to the city park and said I had to walk all the way through it without stopping to pee or they would book me. They trailed right behind me the whole time probably doing my drugs. I don't think they had any idea what my day job is. I think they just hate me because they think I am street trash.
As soon as the squad car disappeared and I peed, I got in a car. I felt it was like getting right back on a horse again after you fall off.
[QUOTE=Smackthatass]Just remember all these hookers are thinking about is avoiding the cops and getting money for their next high. That is it! They will rob you quicker than you can say "garden" if you let them. Just my $20 cents[/QUOTE]Working in a completely predatory culture. Even the 'really nice' ones can go bad in a heartbeat. Most of them are totally controlled by their addictions.
If you give them the opportunity, they'll rob you blind! Be too nice and they'll likely interpret that as you being soft. Or you can be a chump and keep giving them money for nothing? If they don't respect you, you'll be sorry.
A young lady named Elizabeth was nabbed in SP yesterday. She was booked
as if she previously tested positive for HIV? Be careful all! Florida Statute
796.08 is very specific, and this was not her first time booked under that charge.
Stay safe.
[QUOTE=Sir Eptishes]A young lady named Elizabeth was nabbed in SP yesterday. She was booked
as if she previously tested positive for HIV? Be careful all! Florida Statute
796.08 is very specific, and this was not her first time booked under that charge.
Stay safe.[/QUOTE]
I saw that too. No matter what she serves on her little "platter", I won't be partaking in the menu.
Kept forgetting to mention this, but SPPD or PCSO now has a 2010/2011 Black Ford F150 pickup with dark tinted windows and a regular license plate.
I spotted it pulled up behind a stranded motorist on 38th Ave N just east of 34th Street N and it was lit up like a Christmas tree, but I can tell you that with lights off you would NEVER have picked this truck out for a LEO vehicle.
Just goes to show you that even when you think the coast is clear it might not be. My rule is to NEVER let a girl get in my car when any vehicles of any sort could be watching me.
I'm sure this F150 is going to be used in undercover work. No other reason for it's stealth appearance.
[QUOTE=Member #1658]Kept forgetting to mention this, but SPPD or PCSO now has a 2010/2011 Black Ford F150 pickup with dark tinted windows and a regular license plate.
I spotted it pulled up behind a stranded motorist on 38th Ave N just east of 34th Street N and it was lit up like a Christmas tree, but I can tell you that with lights off you would NEVER have picked this truck out for a LEO vehicle.
Just goes to show you that even when you think the coast is clear it might not be. My rule is to NEVER let a girl get in my car when any vehicles of any sort could be watching me.
I'm sure this F150 is going to be used in undercover work. No other reason for it's stealth appearance.[/QUOTE]
Wonder if they are using it to pinch the girls. Looks like a few of them got pinched this morning in St Pete.