Someone got a good BJ today
Sadly, it wasn't me. At Tibbs and 12th I found the brunette with the great smile that I mentioned a few days ago. It is indeed Dianna. Gave her a try. Nice personality, friendly. Oral skills not what I expected based on what others have said here. Jackhammer style which isn't for me. Two minutes in she starts with the "are you ready yet" bull. Big turnoff. Didn't respond hoping she would keep going even tho I knew she wasn't going to be good enough to get me off. Another minute or so and she said she was done. Dropped her where I picked her up and added her to my list of never again. Heading home along w wash I spotted Kroger gal raising my spirits because I knew she could get the job done. As I was trying to turn around to get her someone else scooped her up. Lucky bastard! She was wearing a tie-dyed top mostly pink and light colored blue jeans and her dark blonde hair up in the usual bun.
Chelli, I wish it were me.
I dreamt that just a night or so ago I found Steph at 12th and Tibbs. She's a fairly cute, mid 20's blonde WSW, that I imagined to be wearing jeans, and a hoodie with a tank top underneath. Since it was was raining, I asked if she were in need of a ride, which she accepted, although she was immediately concerned that I might be my Uncle. (Seems she's not a fan of his. Which I completely understand. ).
Anyway, she directed me to her residence just off 16th street, which, on principle. I wasn't thrilled by, but since a pistol is like an AMEX card, I decided to take the risk. I entered a sparsely decorated, but clean enough place, which, upon inspection, contained no other persons at that time. Sadly, Steph believed her talents to be of extreme value, as she thought a BBBJ should be valued approximately 50% higher than the typical rate. Even more sadly, she expected the mission to be accomplished within a few minutes. However, I'll admit she does possess a fantastic set of firm C cups, which were unexpected, given the amount of baby damage around the midsection. Still, her rushed attitude was a disappointment. As she was escorting me back to the front door, she made a call, which, from what I heard, seemed to be to her neighborhood pharmaceutical representative asking if he could stop by to see her real quick.
In all, not an experience I am in a rush to repeat, although I did accept her number along with the promise that next time I could get whatever I wanted for the same rate. Perhaps I will try that in the future.
To the monger in the red truck that I beat to the punch, you didn't miss much, although, as always, YMMV.
Be careful out there fellas.
-Wallie.
Got that good BJ yesterday
I was actually going to the Kroger on w wash yesterday around 4 and lo and behold Kroger gal was crossing the lot when I turned in. It was a no-brainer to forgo the shopping to be able to treat the little head to some afternoon delight. She did not disappoint. She was wearing a black tank top and pink sweat pants and hair up in a bun as usual.