Read an article about this in st loius.
[QUOTE=BoloBellgrande;2872809]Bmore is a trip. Got it from a reliable source that a few of the neighborhood drug dealers were giving away free pills of heroin today around the west side. The reason the story interest me is, the long haired attractive red head showed up and was in line waiting for a sample. I've never heard of such a thing, but apparently there was a line in the street up to 60 people deep waiting for a free pill. I am told that's what the new dealers do, so the addicts can sample the stuff for a one time free bee, so they'll now it's good and were to come back and get it.[/QUOTE]Article mentioned new shit that was really cheap. Would not be be a surprise if it made its way here.
Danielle Light skin BSW 21 yo on Fairhaven
Picked her up Sunday around 2 pm. She was doped up on something. Negotiated standard rates with tip for a bbbjwcim. Went to my spot and got what I was looking for. She nodded out a few times but kept going. She almost looks white. Said she's half black, white, puerto rican and italian mixed. I'd guess she was about 5'7 140 lbs. She was thick with some big Cee or Dee tits. Skin tone was a pretty light brown but her hygiene looked real poor. Nails were dirty like a mechanics. No phone but would repeat. Would love to clean her up at a hotel and work the booty but YMMV. You know how they can start to trip if you don't hurry up so they can get their next fix.
The same thing happened to Melanie about 20-25 years ago
As the story goes, Melanie was unconscious. Her "friends" drove her to the emergency entrance at Franklin Square Hospital at night in the freezing cold of January and left her. I assume they expected her to be discovered. Unfortunately that particular entrance was closed, and they did not find her until morning. She was in a coma for several weeks and then died.
I get how you appreciate and miss Ruthie. That's how I feel about Melanie. She was a wonderful girl that deserved better. RIP both, and all the other ladies that have passed from this horrendous habit.
Baltoman.
[QUOTE=Squonk64;2873695]I have moved away from the East coast and settled somewhere else. I started posting things again in my new city, but my thoughts kept going back to Ruthie, for those of you may remember her from about a decade or more ago. Please allow me this moment to vent and mourn.
Those of you who remember her red (or was in blonde?) hair and the tattoo on her neck. I remember her as a party animal whose mouth knew her way around a penis.
Why am I posting this? Because I was there in Carroll Park when the Baltimore EMS rolled her covered, dead body away. Mary, who many of you may or may not remember, and I were crying when we found out who it was.
She apparently started to OD at someone's home and instead of calling 911, they carried her to the park at let her die. Ruthie would never shoot up in the park.
It's been about that long for me deal with Ruthie's death and how cruel and selfish it is to value someone's life. That low.
RIP Ruthie.[/QUOTE]
Heaven is a bit of a mess
[QUOTE=MdCurious2;2874662]The last time I tried to get with heaven she was getting things confused. I figured either she was feeling real good OR needed rest. I have learned never think things will get better once you get together. So I told her later. Photos seemed nice. Too bad. MDC.[/QUOTE]Last week I spent some time out of the car speaking with Heaven and a large BSW with enormous tits. (I also fraternized with other girls around the circle, skanks every last one.).
Heaven looks good at a distance, but up close she is rough as hell, her complexion is a mess, and she appears to be anything but a GFE. She was very disjointed in her thoughts and modes of expression. I would steer clear.
Frankly, I have been having much more success with the UTR's that can be found through various social media. They are cleaner, less dangerous, at least a little more focused. These days, the SW's are more of an entertaining side show than women I would actually engage with.
I would rather drop. 75 or 1 on a safe experience -- and really enjoy myself -- than carry through with a disease-laden SW who can't keep a cell number for more than a day and who has had eleven dicks down her throat since dawn.
Maybe the talent pool will broaden with the coming of warmer weather. It's not that I don't enjoy the hunt these days. It's the "catch" that gives me pause.