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[QUOTE=CoochieEater;5613635]You said "violate the trust of a prostitute. " I appreciate what you're trying to say, but, MAN, there is no trust when it comes to prostitutes! Any and all of us can relate stories about hookers who we've befriended, helped, protected, lent money to, gave rides to, watched their kids, everything but opened a vein. The result? A fucking knife in the back that's a gentle reminder that you're nothing but a trick. Trick = dupe, rube, Free ATM, fish, chump, pushover, um, I could go on but there are too many words in the thesaurus that refer to us mongers.
So, no, I NEVER tell slores about this site. If any of them know about it, great, but it's not coming out of my mouth. If I want to pass on their number, I'll tell them I belong to a group of guys that likes hookers, and I'd be glad to share the harlot's number. That's as close as I come to ratting out ASG. If I've got something negative to say, I "keep my own counsel," that is, I don't tell any slattern that I'm dissatisfied with them and I'm going to be blasting them somewhere.[/QUOTE]Thank you for answering my questions! Like many of your posts, that one was of a very high literary quality, and full of important information that I benefit from learning. When I talk with people out in the world, I am always the most experienced and knowledgeable about this subject; but on this forum, it appears that there are folks even more seasoned and learned than myself. Or, I could flatter myself into thinking that perhaps we each have our own areas of expertise.
I agree with your use of the term "cocksucker". It is exactly what these suckerfish who line those streets are. Cocksuckers. We must never forget that. It's not grounds on which to disdain them, by any means; but it puts in perspective for us the role these creatures play in this world, and thus informs our attitude toward them.
As I told a gentlemonger previously, I have never had the inclination to tell a slore about this site. So, it appears that we are all on the same page about that.
Freedom of speech is an extremely important privilege. I do not believe in rights; we earn the privilege of free speech by conquest, the same way any army conquers an enemy militarily. Our conquest is performed on this very forum. Society wants us to not be able to speak how we do here, and we do it anyway, every day, in perpetual victory over society.
I've never picked up a street walker.
So I've never done this but approximately where would I go in Milwaukee or in Milwaukee area to pick up a date for some fun outside?
Report On My Latest Trip To Silver City
[QUOTE=HuntingStreets;5626727]Hit the South Loop Sunday and immediately found Skinny Mini. Wow, was she wired. I'm guessing a multi-day crack binge. Talking a mile a minute and I couldn't even start to follow it all. Found a quiet spot and put her mouth to other use. Good time as always.
HS.[/QUOTE]I went into town Sunday night. Cruised for 3 hours and 45 minutes. Saw Rose on my first lap down Greenfield. She was sitting on a couple of steps in front of some dingy building with someone else, perhaps her boyfriend Danny. She saw me too, but intentionally looked up the street behind me to avoid eye contact, as I'm not her favorite customer anymore.
As I reached the eastern end of Greenfield, I spotted a WG who turned out to be Allie, who has abandoned her short name and now calls her self Alissa. She was actually looking pretty good with her wig and makeup, and were it not for her ill reputation, I would have put that face on my dick in a heartbeat. As it stands, though, I turned her down. I have never dated Allie, but she acted as though we were regular dates! Assumptive, then disappointed. She asked me for a dollar and I gave it to her in the form of four quarters. She remembered me from two weeks earlier, when I pursued and obtained her (then) friend Corinna on foot. Allie told me to tell Corinna that she's looking for her. I told Allie the same.
After perhaps two hours, I picked up a slore who identified herself as Lexi. I don't know if it was the Lexi who I pursued on foot and obtained by that gas station at Union, Comstock, and Greenfield in my report from several weeks ago or not. I'm guessing not, because I think she would have remembered me. This Lexi was almost in tears, reporting that she'd just been robbed. We agreed to terms, but not location, so she angrily ejected herself from my car and slammed the door shut.
Later in the 3. 75-hour trek, I spotted Allie sitting on those steps of that brown building across Greenfield from the gas station at Comstock. She was out there for probably 20 or 30 minutes as I drove laps, and then she was gone. Prior to that, I saw her walking that area of Greenfield, about an hour after I'd ran into her and spoke with her at around 8th street.
So, I didn't get a date during that 3 hours and 45 minutes.
The next day, I went out there at 2 or 3 pm, and put heavy-set Ashley at 24th street (as opposed to scrawny twig Ashley at 8th street) on my dick. 20 for head, and she got me to fuck for an extra 10. Her head game is mediocre, and her gimmick was to complain of jaw pain, thereby getting me to fuck her and pay her that extra 10. The b. J. Was probably 9 minutes long, then the fuck was probably only a minute, because I was going limp, so I ended it. Ashley is a good sport, though. Cheap rates, great personality. Not pushy, never in a foul mood. You have to obtain consent to shoot in her pussy prior to fucking her, though, because otherwise she will bring that up as a bargaining tool during coitus, and bargaining is NOT what any of us want to do while we're fucking! I obtained that consent before I consented to coitus with her, but alas, as I predicted, our intercourse did not result in my orgasm. It's not her fault. She's the one I mentioned around a month ago, whose apartment building basement I went to. As she lay on that basement floor, her pussy felt great! But in the car- and with my wiener only about 75% hard to begin with- her pussy felt average, just like when I had her in my car in September. Her mom used to prostitute. Ash learned the ropes from mom three years before our neighbors and legislators would say she should.
At some point during the day, I spotted what appeared to be a slore walking crazy on 34th & Greenfield, and had pulled up and gotten out of my car, walked over to her and struck up dialogue. She turned down a date, and kept walking. She wasn't bad looking! White, medium brown hair, appeared to be in her 30's. I watched as she walked, and she turned right onto 36th street. I figured that she might have been hooking but didn't know I had a car and had turned me down on those grounds, so I pursued her, pulled up to her half-a-block in, propositioned her again, and she turned me down again. So, I went back to the WG area proper and continued my day.
Around 4:00, I saw the attractive, thick 32-year-old Corinna walking at 23rd & Greenfield. She got in. The first date from two weeks earlier was fantastic, but yesterday she was in a mildly foul mood. She refused to remove her teeth (she has dentures on top and bottom), though it was super-easy for her to do it on our first date. I paid her 30. She sucked me the whole time as though it was just a mechanical operation that she hurriedly and begrudgingly did. She sucked for probably 12-to-14 minutes, complaining about the warm temperature while refusing to remove her jacket. I did not come, and was probably 2/3 hard for only around a minute, and half-or-less hard the rest of the BJ. I forgot to relay Allie's message to her.
Around 5:00, I picked up a WG I'd never had before named Courtney, from Greenfield and around 14th street. 26 years old, blond. Okay-looking and thin, but not unpleasantly thin. We agreed on 25 for head, but she asked if I can give her a couple more dollars. I replied that I have change that I'll give her, but that it mightn't even be a dollar. She happily agreed. We got to the spot, I forked over the 25, and she incessantly demanded the rest. I grabbed the change, which to my surprise appeared to be around $3 worth, and handed it to her; then she was happy. She got to work. Her nose was completely plugged with mucous, and she kept stopping every 20 seconds to lift her head up and take a breath. Her felatio felt really good, though! She sucked me for, I'd say, 12-to-14 minutes, then wouldn't do any more. The last probably five minutes, I was ready to pop! All the ditch had to do was exert some rhythm, and I would have been blasting off in her pig mouth! Afterward, I admonished her on her lack of rhythm, and advised her that that and that alone is what will make men come! Sure, the young pups can shoot even if there isn't rhythm, but we middle-aged men need rhythm more than any other technique. On our way back, she called up her dealer and said, "A 20 and a 10". I inquired which drugs those were, and she replied that the 20 is crack, and the 10 is weed! It's not every day that I run into a prostitute who buys weed!
I was contemplating calling it a day and heading home when I ran into the secretive one I mentioned a couple of weeks ago. Boy, was it a blessing running into her! 25, and I shot in probably 7 minutes! This was between 6 and 7 pm Normally, it takes me around 12 minutes with her. This was, I believe, my fifth time with her. She's made me come all but the first time, during which she worked on me for probably 15 minutes. I then related to her the frustrating first three dates of my day, and as I was afraid she would, she asked if she can have a tip. I said "no", but then 5 or 10 seconds later changed my mind and tipped her 5, only because after those three duds, she does deserve it, in my opinion. This secretive Sally does not have any amazing technique; all she does is a standard blow job, but she maintains rhythm throughout! Rhythm is key, guys! You should all admonish your dates to suck you rhythmically, and perhaps we can influence the culture to where that technique becomes adopted by almost all of the slores, and we can all be a lot less frustrated.
This fourth hooker of the day, who finally made me come, I picked up at probably 19th & Greenfield. She was standing on the north-east corner, talking with some guy who she said, upon my asking, is a John who doesn't know how to pick up girls yet, and had pulled over, parked, and gotten out and sat there on the steps talking with her. As soon as she approached my car, he got up and began walking toward his vehicle.
If at first you don't succeed, try and try again!
[QUOTE=Slapshot;5636546]Yeah, I was out and about this morning in the SL from about 1 am to 2:30 and it was totally dead as usual. Same story last week and the week before and the week before that bla bla bla, different days and times. About ready to just throw in the towel, as fun as a trip to the dentist here now. It's bad everywhere else I know of as well but considering how productive things were here not that long ago is really shocking to see what this stroll has become and I wouldn't bother trying one of those web sites or MP places ever in a million years after reading these forums about the rip offs and all the other BS but all I can say the street scene is abysmal.[/QUOTE]I respectfully and adamantly disagree about the state of affairs in the South Loop. As stated in last week's report, I cruised for 3 hours and 45 minutes Monday night, picked up one girl but didn't do anything with her. The next day, I had 4 GIRLS! These four fillies were conquered over the course of around four hours, from the mid-afternoon to early evening. If you only cruise for 90 minutes, you will often go home empty-handed. You need to persevere through the demoralizing moments, and spiritual riches will follow!
I can cruise for several hours and barely see anything, and then on my tenth lap down Greenfield, I'll see 20 girls! It's insane and unpredictable.
Does anyone have Michelle a. K. a. Destiny's contact info? She sucked me off a few months ago, and then gave me all of her personal info, but I was on 3 1/4 hours of sleep, so I forgot it all. She was between phones, as the working gals tend to be. Was a sweet slore who I believe said she was 43 years old. Great time.
