Vivien, Valerie, and Vanessa
[QUOTE=StrokinJoe;2542512]So I ended up staying Sunday night at the DazeInn so of course I'm hanging around my fave Racetrac where there's always something going on. I see this light skinned thin black or latina spinner with short hair with blondish red streaks and short black shorts lookin good. Then she disappears and I'm like fuck me man, my type even has tats on her thighs. So I hang around the vacuum for about 10 minutes, around 9 ish hadn't been dark too long and I said fuck it so I leave and go to Checkers to get my grub on. Like 5 minutes later she walks up to my door as I'm finishing my food and taps on my window and like "I saw you at the Racetrac" and I'm like NO SHIT, you need a ride right? I'm done eating anyway and she gets in and we drive off and she immediately unzips me and pulls out StrokinJoe Jr. , or SJJr and starts rubbing on him and says "I know what you want" and again I'm like NO SHIT then she says she gives, what, "The Best Blow Job In Orlando". You know how many of them I've had so I ask her how much and she quotes me 50, that's FIFTY checkers and I'm like, are you fucking crazy? That's Wendy from Dizzy World crazy! I countered with 20 and 10 if she swallowed every drop or I would drop her back off and she said ok then I asked her if a room date would be ok since we were 2 blocks away and she said ok but definitely wanted 30 and maybe a little tip if she was "that good" which I agreed. In the room she took her top off and nice little tits, very cute with a few tats on her arms and her name scripted on the side of her neck. Very good and sloppy and wet, but not too deep with lots of ball juggling and CIM with spit in the sink which was ok. I think she actually tried to swallow but started gagging lol. Long story short, probably too late for that, she got 40 checkers from me and walked out of the room when we were done and back down the Trail. Kinda like the old S8 days. Said her name was Valerie to which I responded "NO SHIT, it's on your neck" and she says she's out her all the time. Bbitch I'm out here all the time and I've NEVER seen you. But I wouldn't mind seeing you again. Then I called it a weekend. SJ.[/QUOTE]Hey Brothers, Strokn Jo here back at the Daze Inn. I'm having breakfast down in the lobby- just reading the STAR newspaper someone had left on the table, you know the usual stories about aliens and their sex lives bullshit. Take the paper and proceed down to my favorite Racetrac where theres always something going on-and what do you know-out of the corner of my eye I glimpse this blond with green striped hair, then she just disappears. Deciding to trust my luck like last time- I go to checkers to grab a bite. One minute later she's tapping on my window. " I noticed you at the racetrack". I said what's your name. " Vanessa" she answers. Next, she says "I know what I want " NO SHIT. You need a ride. (Joe fails to notice the difference in wording from last week). Then she says " I give the Best Blow Job in the Universe. ". Wow strange but better than last week- as the little head takes over. Driving back to the hotel Joe hears a whirring sound he's never heard before- what was that he said. "My cellphone baby". They arrive at the hotel and she says "give me ten minutes in the bathroom to freshen up. " Joe brings his paper up with him. While she's in the bathroom Joe opens the paper and lands on the article about aliens and their sex lives. He chuckles when he gets to the part about alien women trying to mate with earth males to repopulate their planet. She turns out the lite and comes into the bedroom and starts stroking Joe. Joe's in 7th heaven but does notice- theres still a glow in the bathroom. He's getting his dick sucked by a newbie and everything is right with the world. Right. But whoa wait a minute, wait a fucking minute, he thinks- let me check this out. Turns out the light in the bedroom and WTF she' s still glowing. Joe thinks up plan- he ain't going to repopulate this alien. But she's putting her plan into action too- to get his cum-but so is Joe. At the last second he pulls out and comes on her hair- just like he did with that other bbitch. Joe has saved the USA and the alien has turned into a puff of smoke. Joe opens the door- and whoa, whoa, whoa some kind of kimoda dragon looking thing scampers out of the smoke. Joe closes the door. And calls it a weekend.
It's getting hot out there, not in the good way. Stay safe.
A couple of recent events that I wanted to share. One for kicks and one that will show you what is going on with the under covers. You can read through the posts of late and see that there is a lot more police activity out there. 2 Friday nights ago, I was arrived in the city beautiful about 11:30 pm and headed straight for the trail off the 528. Once there, I saw two at the 7/11 but passed them up. As I got to McD, I thought the McRib was back a little early this year, there was so much pork sitting in the parking lot. I just kept going. I headed further north, saw at least 10 more cops out from Sand Lake to 45th. Once north of 45th, I saw 2 more units in their units. And I mean dicks in cop cars, sitting in the shitty apartments across from the Dollar General. Then 2 more on Nashville in the high 30's with their blue light special going. I crossed I-4 thinking that may be the good spot, nope. Bacon stains all over from 26th to 18th. I headed to Westmoreland and the 408 and I'll be damned if 2 of Orlando's finest weren't perched off the side street near church. I saw plenty of talent out throughout the stroll, but they were either being harassed or there was Uncle sitting in wait.
Now the scary part.
Last week towards the end of the week, I went back out and spotted a 43rd street regular around 36th. I picked her up and headed to my safe spot which is a good 15 to 20 minutes away. As I was heading up one of the roads I use off of Rio Grande to head to my spot, I noticed a grey Toyota Tacoma on my tail. I played it cool driving but was finger banging the life out of my passenger as we drove. All the time I was keeping tabs on the pick up. She kept trying to get me to pull into a parking lot or a industrial lot to finish the job. I told her I didn't feel safe. As I got to the main road I needed to take, I turned right as did my friend of course. I went about a mile and kept close tabs as now I was getting nervous. I got to the next fairly busy intersection and decided to make a left since he was one lane to the right of me now, at the last minute, I got into the left turn lane leaving the grey pick up trapped in the straight lane two lanes over. I thought I lost my friend for good because this intersection is horrible from a traffic stand point and there was no way he could get over to turn. As I made my way towards my spot, I continued the bang up job I was doing and after 2 more orgasms, she said enough for now. At this point I am getting pretty close to my safe spot and get into the left turn lane that isn't used by too many people and while waiting for the light to change, the pick up came up two cars behind me! Fuck! How in the world did that shit happen? I was convinced that this was not good for me or her. I did a u-turn and truck did the same. I made a quick right into a store parking lot and so did truck. I pulled towards a gas pump and the truck stopped in the middle of the lot. I skimmed by the pumps slowly and kept moving. I went out the back of the parking lot towards some offices and made a left then a right. From there I didn't see my friend but saw a second car that did a u-turn with us and was now in the parking area of these offices. I darted across the road to a bigger store and told my friend that she needed to get out. She at first disagreed. I told her get out and I will circle back in 10 minutes and pick you up and take you back, she was as afraid as I was at this point and said no way. I offered her double the normal offering for getting out and calling a cab to get back to the trail. She finally agreed and got out with a pocket full of roses. As I left the store out the side road, the grey pick up was parked off the side road that leaves the shopping center that I dropped off my friend. The other car was now at the intersection where I originally did the u-turn. I think I dodged a bullet, too many things were wrong with the pick up. My instinct is that it was the TAC Force but I thought they didn't leave their areas. I went from the hood about 8 miles away and the pick up followed the whole time. I followed all the rules of the road to keep from getting pulled over, except for working out that pussy with my hand half of the trip.
I checked to see if my friend got picked up after I left but the search of vacationers came out clean so I guess she made it back safe. The thing that saved my ass was that the dumb ass driver of the pick up had something visible I noticed from my rear view mirror sitting on his dash that set off my senses. It wasn't pork related but was noticeable and distinct. I probably wouldn't have noticed the truck at all EXCEPT for the one thing I could see from my mirror that told me that I had seen that truck get in behind me from off of Rio Grande earlier. That same object is what I saw just before the you-turn that set me off. Good thing I noticed it earlier.
Stay safe my fellow mongers.
Of course this was all a dream and I won't remember any of this in the morning.
Grain 56.
I believe you were followed by LEO
[QUOTE=Grain56;2543929]A couple of recent events that I wanted to share. One for kicks and one that will show you what is going on with the under covers. You can read through the posts of late and see that there is a lot more police activity out there. 2 Friday nights ago, I was arrived in the city beautiful about 11:30 pm and headed straight for the trail off the 528. Once there, I saw two at the 7/11 but passed them up. As I got to McD, I thought the McRib was back a little early this year, there was so much pork sitting in the parking lot. I just kept going. I headed further north, saw at least 10 more cops out from Sand Lake to 45th. Once north of 45th, I saw 2 more units in their units. And I mean dicks in cop cars, sitting in the shitty apartments across from the Dollar General. Then 2 more on Nashville in the high 30's with their blue light special going. I crossed I-4 thinking that may be the good spot, nope. Bacon stains all over from 26th to 18th. I headed to Westmoreland and the 408 and I'll be damned if 2 of Orlando's finest weren't perched off the side street near church. I saw plenty of talent out throughout the stroll, but they were either being harassed or there was Uncle sitting in wait.
Now the scary part.
Last week towards the end of the week, I went back out and spotted a 43rd street regular around 36th. I picked her up and headed to my safe spot which is a good 15 to 20 minutes away. As I was heading up one of the roads I use off of Rio Grande to head to my spot, I noticed a grey Toyota Tacoma on my tail. I played it cool driving but was finger banging the life out of my passenger as we drove. All the time I was keeping tabs on the pick up. She kept trying to get me to pull into a parking lot or a industrial lot to finish the job. I told her I didn't feel safe. As I got to the main road I needed to take, I turned right as did my friend of course. I went about a mile and kept close tabs as now I was getting nervous. I got to the next fairly busy intersection and decided to make a left since he was one lane to the right of me now, at the last minute, I got into the left turn lane leaving the grey pick up trapped in the straight lane two lanes over. I thought I lost my friend for good because this intersection is horrible from a traffic stand point and there was no way he could get over to turn. As I made my way towards my spot, I continued the bang up job I was doing and after 2 more orgasms, she said enough for now. At this point I am getting pretty close to my safe spot and get into the left turn lane that isn't used by too many people and while waiting for the light to change, the pick up came up two cars behind me! Fuck! How in the world did that shit happen? I was convinced that this was not good for me or her. I did a u-turn and truck did the same. I made a quick right into a store parking lot and so did truck. I pulled towards a gas pump and the truck stopped in the middle of the lot. I skimmed by the pumps slowly and kept moving. I went out the back of the parking lot towards some offices and made a left then a right. From there I didn't see my friend but saw a second car that did a u-turn with us and was now in the parking area of these offices. I darted across the road to a bigger store and told my friend that she needed to get out. She at first disagreed. I told her get out and I will circle back in 10 minutes and pick you up and take you back, she was as afraid as I was at this point and said no way. I offered her double the normal offering for getting out and calling a cab to get back to the trail. She finally agreed and got out with a pocket full of roses. As I left the store out the side road, the grey pick up was parked off the side road that leaves the shopping center that I dropped off my friend. The other car was now at the intersection where I originally did the u-turn. I think I dodged a bullet, too many things were wrong with the pick up. My instinct is that it was the TAC Force but I thought they didn't leave their areas. I went from the hood about 8 miles away and the pick up followed the whole time. I followed all the rules of the road to keep from getting pulled over, except for working out that pussy with my hand half of the trip.
I checked to see if my friend got picked up after I left but the search of vacationers came out clean so I guess she made it back safe. The thing that saved my ass was that the dumb ass driver of the pick up had something visible I noticed from my rear view mirror sitting on his dash that set off my senses. It wasn't pork related but was noticeable and distinct. I probably wouldn't have noticed the truck at all EXCEPT for the one thing I could see from my mirror that told me that I had seen that truck get in behind me from off of Rio Grande earlier. That same object is what I saw just before the you-turn that set me off. Good thing I noticed it earlier.
Stay safe my fellow mongers.
Of course this was all a dream and I won't remember any of this in the morning.
Grain 56.[/QUOTE]If it hadn't happened to me I wouldn't. Cause mine is even worse. It started in almost the same way as yours- picked up a girl-were just driving along and she's smoking her hitter. When I see a pickup behind me with an officer in it, somehow I maneouver behind Wendys and she throws the stem. My plan is to follow OBT to Kissimmee- bad plan. I get to Osceola line and I think dead meat, No! He keeps coming. Finally I do what you tried to do get him blocked some way and get rid of the girl. Somehow he got blocked and I didn't have to get rid of her. I've been pulled 30 times and followed 80 times and the dogs 5 times. Don't mean a thing there just trying to scare us. Gotta admit tho that u may want to go on America's most watched video to demonstrate how you were able or even why it was so important to finger her during a chase. I mean could you have done that during a hi speed chase. Our viewers want to know.
While Listening to the Song, BLACKLIST- by the Thrash Metal Band- EXODUS
I saw an hourglass vision appear out of the mist on Aloha St. -it was Tiffany (a light skinned beautiful half-black girl) who was wearing -of all things a kimona! She got in and I asked her if she liked the song that was playing and she said "yes". We proceeded to my spot and went to the back of my van. I re-started the song while she got undressed. This song has one of those F sharp power chords created by- palm kneading the rythm guitar- that creates a chug-chug-chug sound, like a 4 wheel steam locomotive going around the side of a mountain. She was able to sync up to the the chug-chug-chug sound of the rhythm guitar with the proper gulp-gulp-gulp action of her mouth - as I was going around the side of her mountains. As the train sped up - it entered a tunnel that was suddenly available. Upon entering the tunnel the song increased tempo -chug-chug-chug. Looking ahead one could plainly see the tracks, were heading for a volcano straight up ahead. The train arrived at the volcano as it spewed its molten lava down the just exited tunnel. It then proceeded to drop off the hourglass figure back on aloha st. Having your dick sucked in time with the music- in the words of Poison- it don't get better than this.
Yes I Know This Maybe Little Jamie
[QUOTE=SWSurfer;2544731]The BabyJamie that is a BP SP, lists on the adult CL's.
[URL]http://usaadultclassifieds.info/classifieds/98/posts/1-Independent-Escorts/1-Independent-Escorts/6275-BabyJamie-finally-available-for-full-service-again-I-will-come-straight-to-you-.html[/URL]
Be safe,
Surf.[/QUOTE]I've corrected her nomenclature- who knows what those all-stars in blossom park call each other- but this one is 18 so you tell me. Theres 4 different Jessicas out there. So I think they should use street names like in the old days - names like Star -Sugar -Bambi -Heaven- Lolita- -Diamond-Porsche-Unique-Luscious-Trixie-Cinnamon-L'il Bit, Just Saying
Yea You Could Say That Again
[QUOTE=OldSchool;2545578]While visiting your wonderful city I had a 6 ft short cropped blonde SW help me to kill some time. She was by the Waffle House by the Massey Caddy dealership. Clean, alert, lovely body, awesome CBJ followed by a not necessarily rushed but was ready to get it over with FS. Overall, I had a good time. Then I spent the rest of the night watching the parade in front my hotel. I have to say your SW selection for that area is better than JAX.
They paraded in all outfits, from a dress in heels to shorts and sandals.
OS.[/QUOTE]Compiled a top 12 list of Fla cities -where I put Jax at no. 09. Been to your city many times- the cops are just too bad.
Info on The real Baby Jamie
Just wanted to clear the air about Baby Jamie and her whereabouts as of late. I know this is only my second post but I have some info that I think some of you guys might be interested in. My last post was about a month ago, a few weeks after that I had a heart attack and was sent to ORMC. As part of my recovery I had to walk the halls of the hospital. So I'm doing my daily walk and I spot this little sexy blond thing walking the halls too. So as we pass I say Hi and she says hi and we strike up a convo. She says her name is Baby Jamie, she tells me that she is in the hospital because of her hand and wrist. She had surgery on her hand and wrist for nerve damage and the she had some complications that kept her there for a few weeks longer than expected. She also told me that she was taking this time to detox, and letting the hospital help her. I ask, Are you the Baby Jamie from USASG, and she says yes. I go back to my room and look it up on my cell and sure enough it's her. Knowing what I know from this forum I know I have just been given a gift. We spent 4 days walking and talking, not only is she pretty and really good at what she does, she is really intelligent too. Not in a street smart way, but college smart. She told me that when she gets out that she will be going right back to work without that monkey on her back. Guys, she looked hot every time we walked, hair and makeup done. I got her digits and as soon as I am cleared by my Dr. To do the do, I'm going to call her and do the do. You can bank on that. And for those that are wondering, no, we did not have an encounter at the hospital, do to the fact that my heart was monitored until I was discharged, and any significant raise in heart rate would have brought the entire floor staff to my room with a crash cart. So I will bide my time until I am healthy, and I will let you all know about the new Baby Jamie when I am able. That's the facts man, nothing but the facts. Oh, by the way, the heart attack was real, the rest was a drug induced dream. Be safe out there brothers.
What To Do If A Girl Won't Get Out Of Your Car
Was below the bridge on Obt. When I spotted a skinny new girl. She approaches my car tentatively. She says what's behind the curtain- the one separating the front from the back of my van. I said a bed. She finally gets in and says her name is Nicole. We travel a ways and she reveals she's a BP (backpage) girl. Ooooogah- Ooooogah- dive, dive, dive- BP girls are bad news- as we shall see. She questions why I have a bed in my van-she questions how many girls I fuck each week, what kind of work I do, etc. Finally she says she wants $ 80 for sex. I say $ 20 for BJ and $ 20 for DFK. We go to my well refined hideout -Wal Mart. You'll see why I say "well refined" in a moment. She finishes her cigarette and we go the back. She asks for her $ 40 : " I do it in parts" I say (this is because I'm getting a bad vibe from her). Then I say:"take off your top. " She says how long is this going to take. I lose my temper and say that's it. She says- take me back. I say get out. She says- I'm kidnapping her. I say get out! She says she's calling the cops. I say -I'll take you to the cops and started towards Wal- mart security. We get to security and I say to them -call the police. I never saw anyone get out of a car so fast in my life. My next move was to go to Daytona- where I met Tricksie. I'll report that in the Daytona forum.
What to do when a GUY won't get out of your car.
[QUOTE=Montes2;2546407]Was below the bridge on Obt. When I spotted a skinny new girl. She approaches my car tentatively. She says what's behind the curtain- the one separating the front from the back of my van. I said a bed. She finally gets in and says her name is Nicole. We travel a ways and she reveals she's a BP (backpage) girl. Ooooogah- Ooooogah- dive, dive, dive- BP girls are bad news- as we shall see. She questions why I have a bed in my van-she questions how many girls I fuck each week, what kind of work I do, etc. Finally she says she wants $ 80 for sex. I say $ 20 for BJ and $ 20 for DFK. We go to my well refined hideout -Wal Mart. You'll see why I say "well refined" in a moment. She finishes her cigarette and we go the back. She asks for her $ 40 : " I do it in parts" I say (this is because I'm getting a bad vibe from her). Then I say:"take off your top. " She says how long is this going to take. I lose my temper and say that's it. She says- take me back. I say get out. She says- I'm kidnapping her. I say get out! She says she's calling the cops. I say -I'll take you to the cops and started towards Wal- mart security. We get to security and I say to them -call the police. I never saw anyone get out of a car so fast in my life. My next move was to go to Daytona- where I met Tricksie. I'll report that in the Daytona forum.[/QUOTE]Couldn't help but laugh when I read this. Good advice and I hope it sticks in my grey matter if I ever need it. Years back I was cruising in my neck of the woods Hollyweird FL. I spot a hot BSW, spinner, pretty face and legs to die for. This in front of Jaxon's Ice Cream if you know the area. Scooped her right up, My Lucky Day. She asks what I want and I tell her BBBJCIM and she says 20. That was the going rate back then and we didn't really worry about LEO checks. It was the Wild West back then, Federal was 2 lanes and when you drove by tiny little Ft Laud airport there would be 20-30 girls lined up; all shapes and colors. Well I agree to the donation and she starts to tell me her spot. Now her voice seems a little off so I reach down and "she" is packing the same junk as me. I yell to get out and she says "Not without my money or I'll call the cops"! I reach over, grab his purse and reach out my window tossing it over the car. It lands about 30 ft away from the adrenaline. I say "If you want your shit, get out " and I put the car in drive. He hops out and I'm thinking Wonderful, best looking SW I've seen in months and she's a he. Went home and took a shower to get it out of my head.
