(one of several) Jennifer (s) , Mich Ave.
I think there are at least 3 Jennifers IIRC around Mich. Ave. This was the skinny one, kinda sleepy / out of it but that meant she took her time teaching me French for the standard rate early afternoon, and no napkins required without my even asking. No phone.
Gving up on JR. Need new hunting grounds
Rode the usual JR stroll earlier around 5 pm. LE lives in the area by that Coney Island on 7. Just stay away from that stroll if you can. Too risky. The only part where it isn't as hot, you have to worry about TS. I'm going to try hunting on the west again. I'll give an update later.
Security or vigilantes at old church off of Dearborn between Fort and Jefferson.
Usually run into a skinny HOT ass black girl on dearborn north of the tracks on one of the industrial side streets closer to Fort.
Couple Sunday nights ago Around midnight I met Shanon, late thirties? Blond, used up but not strung out, while getting gas at the Citgo on Dearborn just south of the tracks / ramps. She takes us to the front of the big old catholic church on the west side of Dearborn between the tracks / ramps and Jefferson Ave. It seems quiet enogh but she gets all uptight about needing a condom so I say fuck it and drive us back to the citgo. I tell her to get out of my car and then run in and by a SINGLE condom (I never knew that they sold them that way) whith the clerk laughing at me. We finally get back to the church and she starts in with the worst BJ EVER then all of the sudden she has to pee and it's an emergency so while she was going outside my passenger side door I was coming around the back of the car trying to maintain everything. I finally get her over the hoad for som CFS when not TWO lousy strokes into it when I see some headlights coming up the drive and around the corner it was a white custom van. My heart should have been racing but I was very drunk. The girl told me to just get in the car, duh.
I put my car into reverse and gunned it back down the drive way, I made two 90° turns, in reverse, at speed, onto the grass at the side of the church all the while the hooker was screaming at me to slow down but just as soon I was moving forward again the white van's headlights were coming up the driveway behind us.
Whoever they were they didn't follow us back onto Dearborn and I had had enough so I dropped the hooker back off at the Cit-go and told her not to worry about the money. (I mean, come on.)
I guess they were just some locals chasing off some street crime. It seems like if they had meant to rob me They never would have given me the chance to get back in my car.
Keep your eyes open guys.