Should have known better....
Hello Guys.
I read a report on here not long ago that should have made me think twice on this one. Met this BSW on Fig named Melina.
About 24yrs old, not that bad. Although, when I picked her up daytime on Saturday, she was walking with a bag in her hand and not working the track at the time. I pull up, and ask her what's up, she said 40, FS, and I said BBBJ and she said 50.
Long story short, take her to room off Fig, do the thing killer BBBJ, even got greek as well. Nice body, but her eyes we're looking as if she was maybe on crack, but since I don't smoke it I don't know what they look like if someone was on it, but she seemed not totally all there like if she was on something. So she said she was not even working at the time and rarely does it but I just happen to hit her up and opportunity presented itself. I get her number since she was so cool and good service and tells me she lives with her son in a apartment few miles away near inglewood. I'll speed it up now, but this is where it reminds me of the other guys story where he took a WSW to her house off fig, and she smoked crack in front of him, and it got all weird.
So we set up I'd go to her pad so I don't have to pay for a room, sounded good to me (bad idea) be careful dudes. This next part reminded me of a scene from training Day where Denzel and the rookie rob a crack lady & she calls the homeys on them. I'm driving to her pad last night, and I should of sensed something was up when she was much more rude than the day before, rushing me where I was at, etc. So I get to her pad, it's in the HOOD. I had a bad feeling driving so deep into the neighborhood, and it was too quiet on this street. Only parking was a good 100yards and across the street from her apartment.
So some dude is creeping up and down her street in a car, slow. So I pull my senses and don't get out (yet). Swear to god this was the worse night of doing this kind of stuff for me, I was actually scared shitless and like the other guys story, I DO NOT SCARE easily and grew up in the hood. I call her, she walks outside her door on her cell, I told her who's this guy tripping, apparently it was her neighbor looking for parking, I wait and say fuck it, I'm already here let's do this. I get out, she sees me I walk across the street and she was already snappy (but looking good in dress and pumps) talking about "don't make noise, my son is sleeping, keep it down" and I hadn't even got in the door yet! Bad rude vibes from the start.
We agreed to 60 for FS and BBBJ just like last time. Get in, pad is cozy, she said her son was in the back room with some lady who answered her cell a few times, sounded like a crack head for sure, the older lady, prob. A smoking partner.
So the fact the 1bdrm apt. Door was closed was already a bit creepy. (didn't know who was behind it) so it goes down in the living room, she's got music going, and started out cool, then she goes to put on the jimmy before the BJ, I stopped her and said no, I wanted same as last time. She made the finger on her mouth signal to hush and she gave me dirty look and said no, not this time, I need more money etc. I was instantly turned off, she was half nelson and nothing like the day before when she was all smiles. I told her she wasted my time etc. Anyway I handed her the 60 before all this. So I offer another 20 for BBBJ and she said OK, but she was just being rude altogether, the mood was done. I could not focus. So we try and try and no luck, she starts telling me hurry the hell up and getting loud, I told her it was like night and day from the day before and she lost it. Talking about I'm wasting her time and hurry the hell up. I quietly stood up and got dressed.
Then, she starts about "where's the 60? " Sorry for the long story but you guys need to hear this to learn from my stupid mistake. I told her WTF are y ou talking about, I handed it to you, she was clearly on crack I think 100%. She starts getting loud, wheres the money? I was starting to get nervous at this point a little. I said look, I handed it to you, I have no f'n clue where you put it. She had the extra 20, but her cracked out ass supposedly lost the 60. I said man, I wasted my time, I'm out of here. This is when it got nuts, she flipped the lights on and said hold up, your rushing tooo quick like your hiding something, you must have it. I told her, you lost your mind. I don't have your damn money. Then she screams like the lady in training day loud and said NO ONES GOING ANYWHERE UNTIL I FIND THE MONEY and stands in FRONT of the front door. Talking about or else someones about to come out the back on your ass. Now I'm shitting it. I was thinking any second a homey is coming through the bedroom with a 9 mm and her doors locked and she's blocking it and screaming like psycho. Her eyes looked nuts! I told her, I'm emptyhing my pockets and look in my wallet, I don't have the damn money and I have to work so I'm getting the fuck up on out of here.
I told her you got 2mins to look and I'm out, so she starts circling like a nutjob in her livingroom talking about I had it, that's why I'm rushing. I told her your crazy and that's why I'm leaving. I show her my wallet then she tries to grab and to "see for herself" that's when I snapped and said your not touching my damn wallet with my CDL and credit cards, fuck that.
I go to unlock her door when she's searching her livingroom and she had 2 DEADBOLTS. I open them both, and the door was jammed tight, she screamed "you can't get out can you", man my adrenaline now was racing like no tomorrow. Now I'm scared that the door is a trap, so I lift it up and down and it gives, then her screen is deadbolted, I pop that one open and say I'm getting the hell out of here! As I walk "quickly' to not draw attention she's screaming where you can hear in the street "you took my money! ", so I calmly hit the pavement, then when I get to the street I start jogging, and there's a homey posted up 20yards from my car, I'm thinking he's the backup! I hit the alarm switch like 30times when I'm in range, calmy hop in, start it, hoping my batter didn't die like the day before and pop that thing in drive, made the fastest you turn I ever made and floored it deep out of this Hyde park neighborhood.
I was never so happy to be on the 110fwy in my life. The closer was when her door was stuck, I thought it was deliberate and would not open, I was sure a homey was coming through the bedroom with some heat.
Moral of the story no matter how good and sweet 1 date was, never, ever, go to their residence. I let my guard down in a stupid way there and could of paid for it much worse. This is how messed up this girl was, she called me an hour later which I didn't pickup, then text me talking about "at least tell me if you took it so I stop looking".
I told her she's got issues and no way in hell I took it, "keep looking you psycho! " is what I told her.
So I wake up today and she texts me at 7am, " I still can't find it", I told her one final time lose my number and "keep looking! " as I do not have it.
I gave her the money for a fact, and no way would I take it back. Her cracked out ass probably threw it away for all I know. Her last text today was still "you took it".
Be careful out there, that's the worst encounter I've ever had.
