Maggie's Phone Is Disconnected
[QUOTE=DanielLee1996;6261553]Anyone have maggies number? I asked before and someone said she was on Greenfield between like 8th and 16th. Haven't seen her in over a year. I made that post about 6 months ago and have yet to see her. She's not a looker or the best by any means but she was the ultimate "break glass in case of emergency" SW I had. If I made the trip down and couldn't find anyone I could always count on a good release from her. Would greatly appreciate any info. Thanks.[/QUOTE]I just called her number twice to check for you, the first time regular and the second time unavailable in case she has me blocked, and each time it said "Your call has been terminated. " I have only done one date with Maggie, and it was the night I met her, and haven't seen her since, but I did get her phone number and called her once a few months later and talked to her, but I was already back home when she called back, so we didn't ever do another date. I'd say our date was around two years ago. Pumped off into her toothless hole. Great time. She was already in her 50's, and I'm sure that the life expectancy of a street prostitute is far lower than that of the average woman, so she is likely dead.
2022 Catalog of Silver City Slores
Our South Loop is filled with gems. These street angels illuminate the night and provide respite 24/7 from the vexations society offers.
At the forefront of our human commodities is the Holy Trinity. This consists of:
Erika.
Rose.
Jessi.
Erika is a renaissance woman and a pillar of the community. When she's not sucking dick, she can be found indoors reading a book. Cops admonish her to teach the young prostitutes to clean their heroin needles up from the ground next to the gas station. Johns rely on her tips on which hookers to steer clear from and which tactics to watch out for. Young harlots look up to her for sage advice on how to survive on these hard streets. She carries the weight of the world on her shoulders with class. Erika works to create a fair and equitable world for prostitutes and their clients.
Rose is a product of a middle class upbringing, having moved from Madison to Milwaukee at age- well, let's just say seven and-a-half years ago- to pursue her career. She is a staple of Greenfield Avenue. She's put in the footwork to earn her a spot in the prestigious Holy Trinity, even at her young age. Familiar faces (and pussies) are one of the main components that create the warm, welcoming atmosphere of the Silver City neighborhood and give it character. It's both difficult and painful to imagine a Milwaukee prostitution scene without the beloved Rose right in the middle of it.
Jessi is a maverick prostitute. Having rejected her family and society in favor of the life of an independent contractor, she has no regrets and sets her vision forward, not backward. Jessi bases her business model on the trajectory of the community and has a progressive approach to her chosen profession. She always places her people before business. She took an unpaid absence from her street corner in the late spring to attend her boyfriend's bedside while he was in the hospital, and immediately after that went on maternity leave to care for her preborn child. When she returns to her post, it will be a glorious day indeed.
All three of these street angels can be found on Greenfield Avenue. Historically, they have lurked anywhere from 6th street to 27th street, but in 2022, they've all worked between 17th & 23rd.
Toothless Cocksuckers:
DeeDee.
Corinna (thick Corinna on Greenfield).
Krisi The Cocksucker.
Amanda.
Jennifer.
Maggie.
Sarah (calls herself "Sahara".
Destiny (missing only her top set of teeth).
Jennifer is a National Avenue Hooker, and Maggie a Lincoln hooker. The rest can be found on Greenfield.
Mom-Daughter duos:
Michelle and Chevy.
Kim and Star.
Angie and McKayla.
Kim and her daughter Star lick each other's pussies.
Jill The Great is in a category of her own. She and Rose will both let anyone squirt cum into their mouth or pussy without the thought of a condom, but Jill has Rosie (and pretty much every other hooker) beaten on one count: She swallows all of the sperm that squirts into her mouth! You don't even have to talk about it beforehand, and she won't ask for permission. She hungrily consumes all of the sperm we swine shoot into her mouth.
Other great hookers:
Duffy.
Becky.
Kerri.
Samantha (not to be confused with Chevy, who calls herself Samantha).
Corinna (skinny Corinna on Lincoln).
The greatest cocksucker in Milwaukee County is Chevy. She's not my favorite hooker, by any means. If you go on a date with her, she expects you to pick her up every time you pull up in the future and gets thuggish if you turn her down. She has no personality and offers no conversation, because there's nothing going on behind those eyes. Her approach is all mechanical, but her techniques are equaled by none. While the other hookers in this catalog make you moan, groan, heave, and even gasp, Chevy is the only one who makes you whimper. She also is the only one who makes middle-aged men climax with a 5-minute blow job.
$ symbol just represented donation!
[QUOTE=SoccerFan4245;6267511]I think I saw her. There was a very thin black girl doing cartwheels down National. I particularly got a laugh out of "we agreed on $." It must have been a great night at Poto. Where did negotiations begin for heavens sake? I'm just having some fun, no offense. I've overpaid for regulars but I'd prefer not to pay STG prices for street meat.
I do appreciate you posting though. Not much going on in the SW forum lately. Very few post on a regular basis or even at all anymore, so you get credit for that. I hope this little lady doesn't get that donation very often. This could really drive up prices if the word gets out.
Please drive carefully from now on. I suspect if she sees your car again, she could throw herself on your hood. I don't want anyone to get hurt. She certainly won't forget you.[/QUOTE]Sorry if that represents more, she asked. 4 to catch, I counter with. 3 she hard called so I mentioned if she was good if top an extra Lincoln, she agreed to catch and didn't disappoint!
Uses tongue well flicking Helmut while sucking.
Hoped this clears up donation amount.
Real Life Trumps The Internet
[QUOTE=Ump1969;6269891]Your information is always appreciated. Your attitude is appreciated even more. I contrast your view with those of someone below telling a monger from out of town what a shit show Milwaukee is. I suppose the only way to educate someone is to contrast Milwaukee with other places so that they understand how good they have it. For instance I am from the Chicago area. I much prefer Milwaukee. I can go entire trips to the city with no luck. Often, if you find someone, you wish you didn't. I suppose one could try one of the glory cities of the west, such as LA or Vegas, where street girls are asking $100 for a covered BJ. I used to travel through Nashville. What I read on their site now is that a monger would have better luck in a cemetery. I try to find to find reasons to visit your city. I could go on. Florida has a number of bountiful cities. Philadelphia and Boston are okay. But if you are looking for quantity at a reasonable price, I choose Milwaukee.[/QUOTE]Thank you for the praise, my friend. I agree with your astute points 100%.
A bone-headed and belligerent friend of mine assures me that there are no springs within a hundred miles of him, because he can't find any in the online spring-finder! Bless his soul. He also tells me that the one closest to me is 20 miles away. His stupid list of springs doesn't contain all of them, obviously, because there's one four miles from my house! He buys water in stores. We all wind up right where we belong. Likewise, contrary to naysayers, going on stupid "Skip The Games" doesn't give you a clue as to what a city's streets have to offer! The Holy Trinity is not on STG. LOL Neither is Jill The Great, nor Krisi The (filthy) Cocksucker. A suckerfish like Chevy who's never stepped foot outside the city of Milwaukee, much less the county, obviously isn't on the internet, either. Mongers who are too coy to drive up and down the streets of the cities of this great nation and pick up the girls that are available will experience nary a thrill that we adventurers experience. I wish they would not bleat so loudly.
Though my mongering experience outside of Milwaukee is probably less than yours, I do have some experience in a few other cities in the USA, and I agree with your assessment that Milwaukee is the finest city in the land for street prostitutes! I have picked up slores and had them pleasure me in my car in several different cities around the country, and I state emphatically that Milwaukee is much more abundant than those several other said cities.
Last Mongering Of The Year
I went to Milwaukee on business yesterday, and afterward cruised for 2 1/2 hours, then picked up a thin, light brown gal whose name was either Yari or something similar. I had her spell it for me two or three times, but alas I still don't remember it for sure.
I had turned her down at the gas station on Comstock and Greenfield around 20 minutes earlier, but pulling up to her again on 15th street or place, I opted to let her in. We agreed on 20 for head, did the mouth check, and off we went. She was completely calm and cool with going out as far as I warned her we'd go. It turns out that the rip-off artist on 22nd & Greenfield is Chachi. I complained that she'd done a cash-and-dash on me once, then a second date in which she stopped after 5 minutes of sucking. I wasn't sure if it was her or not that second time, at first, thus my willingness to do the date. Yari stated that it's important to take her time and make a man cum, that that's what we pay for! Bless her soul.
20. We got to it. After 5 minutes, she started griping, and continued for the next three minutes or so of the blow job. Then she told me to not shoot in her mouth. I agreed. I offered 5 more to shoot into it. She refused. 10. After some sucking, thoughtful consideration, she agreed. From there on out, she had no more "discomfort" or any of the other excuses she'd been making. Several minutes later, after, I'm guessing, a 12-minute blow job, I shot into this waif's adroit, sucking mouth! Ecstasy! All of my violent tendencies evaporated as the fuel was cleared from my vas deferens. A man's aggression is always in exact proportion with the degree of cloggedness in his vas deferens, and the heaviness of his balls. She spat onto the pavement. I handed her the extra 10. Satisfied, I drove her back on dropped her off.
Like I've said, I'm training most of the new women I pick up to take 20 up front, then 10 more as a tip if I shoot into their facehole. This way, they get the same 30 that all of the other women get, but those who don't perform only get 20, instead of 25. You have to work for your money with me.
Boy oh Boy! Where's the Girl?
[QUOTE=BodyShopper;6274986]The holiness of the poppy fields of Persia, India, and the Orient illuminates our Occidental world. Without these holy plants and the priests who harvest them, our way of life would die out immediately, and never would have come about nor even have been fathomed in the first place.
And our streets be full of slores.
Amen.[/QUOTE]Boy, the current argot for heroin, has contributed to the presence of many of our finest fellators, however, Girl, the appellation for "crack cocaine", is just as frequently the motivating factor in a woman's presence in or on our lap. As much as you are offering your short prayers (a short prayer is actually called an 'ejaculation': Ironic, no?) to the poppy growers, let us not forget our benevolent overlords dwelling in the mountainous climes of Colombia and such places. Not just drug cravings, but children's birthdays, Christmas presents, cell phone bills, rent, Wisconsin Energies, unhappy childhoods, the desire for easy money, and a complete lack of ambition can also stimulate the desire to gobble some knob or ride the bony pony. Even Olympians, a la Suzy Favor Hamilton, have slung pussy for god knows what reason. Not to mention YOUR MOTHER! So let us all ejaculate our prayers of supplication, adoration and thanksgiving to every participant and circumstance from which we curry favor. (Favor! Get it! It's a callback to Suzy's name!) Ah Comedy!
Coochie (Fancies himself a Funny Fucker) Eater.
God Bless You All AND HAPPY NEW YEAR!
South American Drug Lords Deserve Recognition
[QUOTE=CoochieEater;6277189]Boy, the current argot for heroin, has contributed to the presence of many of our finest fellators, however, Girl, the appellation for "crack cocaine", is just as frequently the motivating factor in a woman's presence in or on our lap. As much as you are offering your short prayers (a short prayer is actually called an 'ejaculation': Ironic, no?) to the poppy growers, let us not forget our benevolent overlords dwelling in the mountainous climes of Colombia and such places. Not just drug cravings, but children's birthdays, Christmas presents, cell phone bills, rent, Wisconsin Energies, unhappy childhoods, the desire for easy money, and a complete lack of ambition can also stimulate the desire to gobble some knob or ride the bony pony. Even Olympians, a la Suzy Favor Hamilton, have slung pussy for god knows what reason. Not to mention YOUR MOTHER! So let us all ejaculate our prayers of supplication, adoration and thanksgiving to every participant and circumstance from which we curry favor. (Favor! Get it! It's a callback to Suzy's name!) Ah Comedy!
Coochie (Fancies himself a Funny Fucker) Eater.
God Bless You All AND HAPPY NEW YEAR![/QUOTE]That's an astute and thoughtful point you make about the brave drug lords of South America, and the girl that inspires our slores, in turn. Thank you for that addendum.
On the rest of your list of inspirations, I disagree. Street walkers don't raise kids or give Christmas presents. One or two tricks pays the monthly cell phone bill, which most suckerfish aren't subject to because it gets stolen before the month's up. You see, while a girl is passed out or half-conscious on heroin, the other girl (s) present swoop in like raptors and steal everything of value in her purse. It's the curse of sloredom.
Were my mother how you say she is, I would gladly let your comment stand unchallenged; but the fact is that she has never in her life performed sexual acts for compensation. A rare bird indeed in the female kingdom.
Body Shopper.
