Printable View
[QUOTE=TrollMongo;6544558] Remember there is no law against a girl walking down the street. There is no law against stopping and talking to a girl or giving her a ride.[/QUOTE]Have you ever heard of Prostitution Related Loitering? That's a Milwaukee ordinance you might want to look at.
[QUOTE=ScooterAllCity;6546057]Have you ever heard of Prostitution Related Loitering? That's a Milwaukee ordinance you might want to look at.[/QUOTE]You mean Milwaukee has not gone the direction of Los Angeles yet? Where it is now ok to loiter for the purpose of prostitution. They don't even need to where clothes out here.
This morning, I was conducting business near 8th and center. As I made a turn, a slender not as looking black gal gave me the look and the signal. I was in a rush. She was certainly worth stop for.
[QUOTE=Pelotero1924;6546224]This morning, I was conducting business near 8th and center. As I made a turn, a slender not as looking black gal gave me the look and the signal. I was in a rush. She was certainly worth stop for.[/QUOTE]Just about anywhere on the north side is a stroll these days. The parking lot at Walmart, Pick And Save along with numerous bus stops.
Danielle is still where she's always been: National, between 20th & 27th streets. She's just put on 40 pounds, so you mightn't recognize her. I've spotted her twice, so far this summer.
20 years ago, North, Center, Locust, Burleigh, and Keefe were all swarming with slores from Holton to 35th street. Most of those stretches have dried up since then, with only North and Lisbon still having girls. But if 8th & Center is a business-place again, I would not characterize that as an expansion, but perhaps a re-conquest of territory.
Not to bring Charles Dickens into a street walker discussion or anything. But I kind of feel the quote applies. So grab some popcorn and a drink and bear with me while I relate yesterdays adventures.
Work has been slow, Thursday I was off and since I was dieing to see Andrea again I headed for Milwaukee. Thursday ended up being a extremely good day for the first half and through no fault of either Andreas or mine a very bad day at its end. I picked her up at agreed spot and we headed for Dolly's. The place was full, no rooms available so we tried the next motel up the street. $50.00 got us a room "for a couple hours". Andrea was unbelievable. We had sex (intercourse) no less than 3 times plus I gave her oral 3 times. Never in my life have I had sex three times in the same day with the same woman and to be honest if we had more time, and a nicer hotel it would not have ended there. I took a couple quick photos of her with my cell phone before we left, and she had mentioned she was hungry so we went to dinner at Taqueria El Cabrito on 11th street. I had parked in their off street lot in the back row and after we had eaten and were ready to leave we got in the car and I got the AC running, and made her a offer for a little oral before we left. She enthusiastically accepted and proceeded to give me the best head I've ever had. Maybe it was so good just cause we had spent so much time together and I'm kinda into her, but it was great. I didn't cum, nothing left in me at that point, but still it was the best.
She had been talking / texting some one at the restaurant and ask me to drop her at the T-mobile place on 11th and Greenfield. We parked on 11th right across from T-mobile and I was helping her get her stuff out of the back of my car when her "boyfriend" Patrick McCarthy who has already been discussed here by both Bodyshopper and myself came walking over. He seemed fine although I did kind of have a bad feeling about him being there. I handed him one of her bags and they started walking west on Greenfield. I got in my car to go around and get back on Greenfield and head West to go home. For some reason I went around the block the "wrong" way, so when I got back on Greenfield Andrea and Patrick were in front of me. As I came down Greenfield they were just across from that convience store across the street, kind of by the Laundromat parking lot. Andrea was on the ground, Patrick was standing over her punching her with a closed fist, he had one hand on her purse and she was holding the other end of the purse with both hands. She was screaming bloody murder and there were a couple cars slowing down, and some people across the street looking over and at least one calling on their phone. I pulled into the Laundromat parking lot, stopped right in the driveway and jumped out and went running over. When I got about 5 or 6 feet away I think I yelled "Hey" or something and Patrick turned around and saw me and kind of backed off. He stopped punching her but had a hand on her purse yet and now with the other hand was grabbing money out of her purse. There was a young, big black guy that was on his way over too, and he was on the phone to 911 but stayed a bit away now that Andrea was no longer getting punched. Perhaps remembering what DreamActor said on here about getting involved I backed off as well. Patrick took her money and walked off down the street. (Once again his full name is Patrick McCarthy).
There were at least 4 calls to 911 and I stayed with Andrea until the cops finally showed up about 30 minutes later. When they finally got there 4 came pretty much at once. Two of them left shortly and two stayed and took statements and filled out the papers. While Andrea was busy with the one officer I went and talked to a Sergeant and ask him exactly what I would have had a right to do in a situation like that. I told him up front that I saw no weapons as I was coming up on the fight, if I had everything would have been different. If Patrick had a knife, broken bottle, even a club I could have done anything necessary to make sure he did not hurt anyone, but with no weapon, it is pretty much like if I hurt him, I'll be the one in trouble. Even so, there's a part of me, a pretty big part, that wishes I had maybe did a little more.
That asshole stole about $250.00 from Andrea. Just last week he had taken her diabetes test strips and sold them and kept the money. The cops told her the assault was her fault. At first that really pissed me off, but they said that because she should not have stayed with him. And with that I have to agree.
I hope very much that now she has taken her first big step. I hope she stays away from him, I hope even more the cops get his ass and throw him in jail. Andrea had a place to stay, just a short ways from where that assault took place. A friend of hers came by after the fact and stuck around till the cops were done with her, then took her to a place she could stay. He seemed like a decent guy, I think she will be safe there. I gave her some extra cash I had to help her out before I left. Waiting to hear back from her that she is OK.
Now, I know everyone who is reading this is thinking I'm getting too involved with someone who has a drug addiction and who earns money on the street, but Andrea is a good girl, many others out there are as well, and most have very little help crawling back out of that rabbit hole.
I should mention that while I was standing around (kinda leaning on a stone wall between the street and Laundromat parking lot) waiting for the police to finish up with Andrea 3 nice looking girls walked by, 2 were Street Walkers for sure, one probably was. I talked a little to all three. Two even went over to comfort Andrea. They were not shy cause the cops were there, two walked up to me and of course at first asked what was going on, then let it be known they were looking to make some money.
After the police were gone and Andrea was where she was going to stay, I made several loops on both Greenfield and National, saw a few but just wasn't much in the mood.
[QUOTE=TrollMongo;6547261]Not to bring Charles Dickens into a street walker discussion or anything. But I kind of feel the quote applies. So grab some popcorn and a drink and bear with me while I relate yesterdays adventures.
Work has been slow, Thursday I was off and since I was dieing to see Andrea again I headed for Milwaukee. Thursday ended up being a extremely good day for the first half and through no fault of either Andreas or mine a very bad day at its end. I picked her up at agreed spot and we headed for Dolly's. The place was full, no rooms available so we tried the next motel up the street. $50.00 got us a room "for a couple hours". Andrea was unbelievable. We had sex (intercourse) no less than 3 times plus I gave her oral 3 times. Never in my life have I had sex three times in the same day with the same woman and to be honest if we had more time, and a nicer hotel it would not have ended there. I took a couple quick photos of her with my cell phone before we left, and she had mentioned she was hungry so we went to dinner at Taqueria El Cabrito on 11th street. I had parked in their off street lot in the back row and after we had eaten and were ready to leave we got in the car and I got the AC running, and made her a offer for a little oral before we left. She enthusiastically accepted and proceeded to give me the best head I've ever had. Maybe it was so good just cause we had spent so much time together and I'm kinda into her, but it was great. I didn't cum, nothing left in me at that point, but still it was the best.
She had been talking / texting some one at the restaurant and ask me to drop her at the T-mobile place on 11th and Greenfield. We parked on 11th right across from T-mobile and I was helping her get her stuff out of the back of my car when her "boyfriend" Patrick McCarthy who has already been discussed here by both Bodyshopper and myself came walking over. He seemed fine although I did kind of have a bad feeling about him being there. I handed him one of her bags and they started walking west on Greenfield. I got in my car to go around and get back on Greenfield and head West to go home. For some reason I went around the block the "wrong" way, so when I got back on Greenfield Andrea and Patrick were in front of me. As I came down Greenfield they were just across from that convience store across the street, kind of by the Laundromat parking lot. Andrea was on the ground, Patrick was standing over her punching her with a closed fist, he had one hand on her purse and she was holding the other end of the purse with both hands. She was screaming bloody murder and there were a couple cars slowing down, and some people across the street looking over and at least one calling on their phone. I pulled into the Laundromat parking lot, stopped right in the driveway and jumped out and went running over. When I got about 5 or 6 feet away I think I yelled "Hey" or something and Patrick turned around and saw me and kind of backed off. He stopped punching her but had a hand on her purse yet and now with the other hand was grabbing money out of her purse. There was a young, big black guy that was on his way over too, and he was on the phone to 911 but stayed a bit away now that Andrea was no longer getting punched. Perhaps remembering what DreamActor said on here about getting involved I backed off as well. Patrick took her money and walked off down the street. (Once again his full name is Patrick McCarthy).
There were at least 4 calls to 911 and I stayed with Andrea until the cops finally showed up about 30 minutes later. When they finally got there 4 came pretty much at once. Two of them left shortly and two stayed and took statements and filled out the papers. While Andrea was busy with the one officer I went and talked to a Sergeant and ask him exactly what I would have had a right to do in a situation like that. I told him up front that I saw no weapons as I was coming up on the fight, if I had everything would have been different. If Patrick had a knife, broken bottle, even a club I could have done anything necessary to make sure he did not hurt anyone, but with no weapon, it is pretty much like if I hurt him, I'll be the one in trouble. Even so, there's a part of me, a pretty big part, that wishes I had maybe did a little more.
That asshole stole about $250.00 from Andrea. Just last week he had taken her diabetes test strips and sold them and kept the money. The cops told her the assault was her fault. At first that really pissed me off, but they said that because she should not have stayed with him. And with that I have to agree.
I hope very much that now she has taken her first big step. I hope she stays away from him, I hope even more the cops get his ass and throw him in jail. Andrea had a place to stay, just a short ways from where that assault took place. A friend of hers came by after the fact and stuck around till the cops were done with her, then took her to a place she could stay. He seemed like a decent guy, I think she will be safe there. I gave her some extra cash I had to help her out before I left. Waiting to hear back from her that she is OK.
Now, I know everyone who is reading this is thinking I'm getting too involved with someone who has a drug addiction and who earns money on the street, but Andrea is a good girl, many others out there are as well, and most have very little help crawling back out of that rabbit hole.
I should mention that while I was standing around (kinda leaning on a stone wall between the street and Laundromat parking lot) waiting for the police to finish up with Andrea 3 nice looking girls walked by, 2 were Street Walkers for sure, one probably was. I talked a little to all three. Two even went over to comfort Andrea. They were not shy cause the cops were there, two walked up to me and of course at first asked what was going on, then let it be known they were looking to make some money.
After the police were gone and Andrea was where she was going to stay, I made several loops on both Greenfield and National, saw a few but just wasn't much in the mood.[/QUOTE]What a shitshow! Kudos for caring enough to get involved to the degree that you did. Best wishes for Andrea.
Thursday evening I was out looking for the right hookup. After about 30 minutes down every street in the loop, I came eastbound on Greenfield off of 27th. I couldn't believe my eyes but there was Jill standing on the northwest corner of 22nd!
I had my window down and took a quick left before oncoming cars, cause I didn't want to miss my chance with her. As I turned I yelled out to her and she ran over to the car. Lot of police presence lately, I'm sure because of the latest busts.
Don't quite feel comfortable down there at dusk, kids on dirt bikes doing wheelies right behind you, by the side of cars people crossing streets, in traffic without looking, fearing something bad will eventually happen, and just not safe these days.
Anyway we drove aways and Jill was talkative, filling me in on the happenings down there recently, as well as telling me about Storm! She and others believe Storm ran out in front of car on purpose, as she lost her child few weeks prior. Depression and drugs had combinations.
I mentioned I didn't know her, but heard the tragic news, very sad indeed. We finally found a nice quiet spot, she went about her business and as always enjoys giving great head. I've nutted every time in her company. I wish her nothing but the best.
She also mentioned being kicked out of previous place down around 18th or so, and now will be further West where I picked her up. I will always pick her if I see her, cause I trust her not ripping me off. Also one of the few who doesn't ask for the donation up front, imagine that someone who trusts her Johns.
Didn't bother asking for number, cause they don't last. All she had on her was a lighter. I dropped her at corner convenience store. Here is another example of a person needing to survive on hardened streets. She mentioned having a warrant out for back child support, daughter is in State custody program!
Hey let's be safe out there!
[QUOTE=TrollMongo;6547261]Not to bring Charles Dickens into a street walker discussion or anything. But I kind of feel the quote applies. So grab some popcorn and a drink and bear with me while I relate yesterdays adventures.
Work has been slow, Thursday I was off and since I was dieing to see Andrea again I headed for Milwaukee. Thursday ended up being a extremely good day for the first half and through no fault of either Andreas or mine a very bad day at its end. I picked her up at agreed spot and we headed for Dolly's. The place was full, no rooms available so we tried the next motel up the street. $50.00 got us a room "for a couple hours". Andrea was unbelievable. We had sex (intercourse) no less than 3 times plus I gave her oral 3 times. Never in my life have I had sex three times in the same day with the same woman and to be honest if we had more time, and a nicer hotel it would not have ended there. I took a couple quick photos of her with my cell phone before we left, and she had mentioned she was hungry so we went to dinner at Taqueria El Cabrito on 11th street. I had parked in their off street lot in the back row and after we had eaten and were ready to leave we got in the car and I got the AC running, and made her a offer for a little oral before we left. She enthusiastically accepted and proceeded to give me the best head I've ever had. Maybe it was so good just cause we had spent so much time together and I'm kinda into her, but it was great. I didn't cum, nothing left in me at that point, but still it was the best.
She had been talking / texting some one at the restaurant and ask me to drop her at the T-mobile place on 11th and Greenfield. We parked on 11th right across from T-mobile and I was helping her get her stuff out of the back of my car when her "boyfriend" Patrick McCarthy who has already been discussed here by both Bodyshopper and myself came walking over. He seemed fine although I did kind of have a bad feeling about him being there. I handed him one of her bags and they started walking west on Greenfield. I got in my car to go around and get back on Greenfield and head West to go home. For some reason I went around the block the "wrong" way, so when I got back on Greenfield Andrea and Patrick were in front of me. As I came down Greenfield they were just across from that convience store across the street, kind of by the Laundromat parking lot. Andrea was on the ground, Patrick was standing over her punching her with a closed fist, he had one hand on her purse and she was holding the other end of the purse with both hands. She was screaming bloody murder and there were a couple cars slowing down, and some people across the street looking over and at least one calling on their phone. I pulled into the Laundromat parking lot, stopped right in the driveway and jumped out and went running over. When I got about 5 or 6 feet away I think I yelled "Hey" or something and Patrick turned around and saw me and kind of backed off. He stopped punching her but had a hand on her purse yet and now with the other hand was grabbing money out of her purse. There was a young, big black guy that was on his way over too, and he was on the phone to 911 but stayed a bit away now that Andrea was no longer getting punched. Perhaps remembering what DreamActor said on here about getting involved I backed off as well. Patrick took her money and walked off down the street. (Once again his full name is Patrick McCarthy).
There were at least 4 calls to 911 and I stayed with Andrea until the cops finally showed up about 30 minutes later. When they finally got there 4 came pretty much at once. Two of them left shortly and two stayed and took statements and filled out the papers. While Andrea was busy with the one officer I went and talked to a Sergeant and ask him exactly what I would have had a right to do in a situation like that. I told him up front that I saw no weapons as I was coming up on the fight, if I had everything would have been different. If Patrick had a knife, broken bottle, even a club I could have done anything necessary to make sure he did not hurt anyone, but with no weapon, it is pretty much like if I hurt him, I'll be the one in trouble. Even so, there's a part of me, a pretty big part, that wishes I had maybe did a little more.
That asshole stole about $250.00 from Andrea. Just last week he had taken her diabetes test strips and sold them and kept the money. The cops told her the assault was her fault. At first that really pissed me off, but they said that because she should not have stayed with him. And with that I have to agree.
I hope very much that now she has taken her first big step. I hope she stays away from him, I hope even more the cops get his ass and throw him in jail. Andrea had a place to stay, just a short ways from where that assault took place. A friend of hers came by after the fact and stuck around till the cops were done with her, then took her to a place she could stay. He seemed like a decent guy, I think she will be safe there. I gave her some extra cash I had to help her out before I left. Waiting to hear back from her that she is OK.
Now, I know everyone who is reading this is thinking I'm getting too involved with someone who has a drug addiction and who earns money on the street, but Andrea is a good girl, many others out there are as well, and most have very little help crawling back out of that rabbit hole.
I should mention that while I was standing around (kinda leaning on a stone wall between the street and Laundromat parking lot) waiting for the police to finish up with Andrea 3 nice looking girls walked by, 2 were Street Walkers for sure, one probably was. I talked a little to all three. Two even went over to comfort Andrea. They were not shy cause the cops were there, two walked up to me and of course at first asked what was going on, then let it be known they were looking to make some money.
After the police were gone and Andrea was where she was going to stay, I made several loops on both Greenfield and National, saw a few but just wasn't much in the mood.[/QUOTE]I saw her in the black dress yesterday, but she was talking with someone when I drive past, so didn't go back. Sorry to hear about this happening! I agree sometimes you really would love to fuck some of these assholes up!
Getting tired of the privileged attitude from these young street walking slores.
Stopped at the light on Lincoln & 76 the morning on my way to Silver City. Gal walks up to the window with the old sad story that she's trying to get home to Slinger and needs 45 for a taxi. Offer to drive her home but would rather pay for the taxi. Felt generous and gave her 5. Wanted to make an offer but saved my money.
Picked one up on Greenfield this morning. Cute, nicely dressed, decent body but flat as a board. Said she wanted 40 told her I wouldn't last 5 minutes so how about 20? Came back with a snotty 25 response and told her no. Gave her 5 for her time and dropped her off. She snapped the 5 out of my hand, mumbled that she would do it for 20 and slammed the door hard.
A couple weeks ago picked up another on Greenfield. Bought her an iced coffee at McDonald's and decided I wasn't interested. Dropped her off where I found her and told her to go. She demanded 10 and I said no I bought her a coffee. She complained that she didn't ask for it. I fired up my tazer and her eyes got big as saucers. She got out, shared some choice four letter words and got out. As I was driving off she tossed the iced coffee in the open passenger window. Of course it landed in my lap!
Wondering if this hobby is all it's cracked up to be. - Hayness.
[QUOTE=MrHayness;6548743]Getting tired of the privileged attitude from these young street walking slores.
Stopped at the light on Lincoln & 76 the morning on my way to Silver City. Gal walks up to the window with the old sad story that she's trying to get home to Slinger and needs 45 for a taxi. Offer to drive her home but would rather pay for the taxi. Felt generous and gave her 5. Wanted to make an offer but saved my money.
Picked one up on Greenfield this morning. Cute, nicely dressed, decent body but flat as a board. Said she wanted 40 told her I wouldn't last 5 minutes so how about 20? Came back with a snotty 25 response and told her no. Gave her 5 for her time and dropped her off. She snapped the 5 out of my hand, mumbled that she would do it for 20 and slammed the door hard.
A couple weeks ago picked up another on Greenfield. Bought her an iced coffee at McDonald's and decided I wasn't interested. Dropped her off where I found her and told her to go. She demanded 10 and I said no I bought her a coffee. She complained that she didn't ask for it. I fired up my tazer and her eyes got big as saucers. She got out, shared some choice four letter words and got out. As I was driving off she tossed the iced coffee in the open passenger window. Of course it landed in my lap!.[/QUOTE]Hahahaha I used to have a plasma cigarette lighter that looked like a tazer, I used it twice to get a couple of no-go's out of the car, "ain't nothin like the real thing tho" LOL.
She's out quite often. Can't miss with her blue hair. Does great BJ. Just know she has h and crack.
[QUOTE=TrollMongo;6547261]Not to bring Charles Dickens into a street walker discussion or anything. But I kind of feel the quote applies. So grab some popcorn and a drink and bear with me while I relate yesterdays adventures. [/QUOTE]Wow my guy what a story! I think you did the right thing all around. That guy sounds like real piece of shit and we all know the type and want so badly to beat one to a pulp. But glad you didn't or we would have only heard this story on the news instead from the horse's mouth.
Stay safe out there gentlemen.
[QUOTE=HuntingStreets;6545846]JoJo OD'd quite a while back, at least 2 years I think. I've been wondering the same thing about Danielle.
HS.[/QUOTE]I figured JoJo was out of the business one way or the other, but I got to say, that's the 5th or 6th one that I know of who have met the same fate. I wonder how many more? Might explain in part the lack of supply, these SW's literally have on foot in the grave it would seem. So last Thursday maybe 1:30 am, I seen a spinner type in the mid numbers on Lincoln walking east, should have stopped but I had just started for the night, she was gone by the time I made the 2nd pass of course. Later on I stopped for a chat with a young SW also on Lincoln, I remember seeing her last summer. She wears tight shorts, slim figure with a short tank top that shows her belly. She also has real short hair like a guy, can't remember her name, was something like Andrea but more letters. Anyway I wasn't feeing right about her so I split, anyone know her?
Also, while heading east on National I witnessed 2 police chases within 20 seconds of each other. The first one there were 4 cars chasing a sedan then right after an SUV did a you turn into a gas station and sped back out with a MPD Explorer on his tail. That must be the 7th or 8th time over the years plus a few shootings and once I was rear ended intentionally but this is what can happen in the hood, so be aware at all times.
[QUOTE=RoscoeRules;6546212]You mean Milwaukee has not gone the direction of Los Angeles yet? Where it is now ok to loiter for the purpose of prostitution. They don't even need to where clothes out here.[/QUOTE]Back in the 90's girls would flash boobs and if you threw out a ten then came around the block and drive by slowly they'd flash ass and pussy, I used to do drive thru tit sucking for ten bucks right thru the car window, this was north loop and some were very good looking girls back then, third week of the month was always the best, brought out normal girls and moms that we're broke till the next week.
[QUOTE=Pelotero1924;6546224]This morning, I was conducting business near 8th and center. As I made a turn, a slender not as looking black gal gave me the look and the signal. I was in a rush. She was certainly worth stop for.[/QUOTE]Center used the be hot in the 90's 35th to 3rd, the economy is bringing the more normal girls back out, one of my cutest scores of all time was a girl I found at 40th and center, tight body spinner I saw regularly for $45 full service for 2 hrs LOL.
Any experience with this one. Looked very young up close. Watched her approach 2 different vehicles, briefly talk, and walk away. Cute though.
[QUOTE=TrollMongo;6547261] I was helping her get her stuff out of the back of my car when her "boyfriend" Patrick McCarthy who has already been discussed here by both Bodyshopper and myself came walking over. He seemed fine although I did kind of have a bad feeling about him being there. I handed him one of her bags and they started walking west on Greenfield. I got in my car to go around and get back on Greenfield and head West to go home. For some reason I went around the block the "wrong" way, so when I got back on Greenfield Andrea and Patrick were in front of me. As I came down Greenfield they were just across from that convience store across the street, kind of by the Laundromat parking lot. Andrea was on the ground, Patrick was standing over her punching her with a closed fist, he had one hand on her purse and she was holding the other end of the purse with both hands. She was screaming bloody murder and there were a couple cars slowing down, and some people across the street looking over and at least one calling on their phone. I pulled into the Laundromat parking lot, stopped right in the driveway and jumped out and went running over. When I got about 5 or 6 feet away I think I yelled "Hey" or something and Patrick turned around and saw me and kind of backed off. He stopped punching her but had a hand on her purse yet and now with the other hand was grabbing money out of her purse. There was a young, big black guy that was on his way over too, and he was on the phone to 911 but stayed a bit away now that Andrea was no longer getting punched. Perhaps remembering what DreamActor said on here about getting involved I backed off as well. Patrick took her money and walked off down the street. (Once again his full name is Patrick McCarthy).
[/QUOTE]Not often do I quote myself but.
I was talking to Andrea this morning and it seems Patrick is no longer stalking her or anyone else on Greenfield. The cops got his ass and he is in jail. He was already on probation so I'm thinking he might be in for a while.
Best news I heard for a whole. Just wanted to let everyone know.
I had another odd fantasy the other night, but this one wasn't like any others.
I've only dreamed a few times recently of going down the old boardwalks of Miltown's seedier districts. I used to dream about it a lot, but that was many many years ago. This time as the night was waning on and I was just about to awaken, I saw a lady slowly making her way down the street. She kind of looked crippled at first pass, but I thought "what the hell" and circled around. Sure enough she was doing the stroll and she hopped in. Near 24 G.
Other than the obvious disability she looked alright. Maybe a 4/10, but my scale is getting more generous as the years pile on. W brown hair -maybe 40's? Said her name was Jenn and she wanted to park close by. Said that's a no go, and I took her to a safe distance, which she did not seem to like and got rather agitated. Did the BBBJ and did a decent job for. 3 w / tip. Wanted to be dropped off back where I got her. This is where it got weird.
On the way back she started talking about her living situation, and it wasn't good. Like scary bad. Said she was in a cage almost all day -- I asked "a cage? And she "corrected" to bedroom. Said she was abused, verbally but I got the sense it was more. Then out of nowhere she freaked out and asked "You're not going to hurt me are you Dreamer?" I assured her I wasn't, but then I felt like shit. I gave her the extra. 2 I had on me. She was clinging on my arm for most of the ride back.
I think I'm done dreaming about the SW scene for awhile. This isn't how it used to be, or maybe my standards are just lower than ever, but that really hit hard.
[QUOTE=DreamActor;6552947]I had another odd fantasy the other night, but this one wasn't like any others.
I've only dreamed a few times recently of going down the old boardwalks of Miltown's seedier districts. I used to dream about it a lot, but that was many many years ago. This time as the night was waning on and I was just about to awaken, I saw a lady slowly making her way down the street. She kind of looked crippled at first pass, but I thought "what the hell" and circled around. Sure enough she was doing the stroll and she hopped in. Near 24 G.
Other than the obvious disability she looked alright. Maybe a 4/10, but my scale is getting more generous as the years pile on. W brown hair -maybe 40's? Said her name was Jenn and she wanted to park close by. Said that's a no go, and I took her to a safe distance, which she did not seem to like and got rather agitated. Did the BBBJ and did a decent job for. 3 w / tip. Wanted to be dropped off back where I got her. This is where it got weird.
On the way back she started talking about her living situation, and it wasn't good. Like scary bad. Said she was in a cage almost all day -- I asked "a cage? And she "corrected" to bedroom. Said she was abused, verbally but I got the sense it was more. Then out of nowhere she freaked out and asked "You're not going to hurt me are you Dreamer?" I assured her I wasn't, but then I felt like shit. I gave her the extra. 2 I had on me. She was clinging on my arm for most of the ride back.
I think I'm done dreaming about the SW scene for awhile. This isn't how it used to be, or maybe my standards are just lower than ever, but that really hit hard.[/QUOTE]I too am being abused. I am being verbally abused by my dog. He stares wickedly at me and then goes on these crazy barking rampages. I think he wants to hurt me because I have fallen on hard times and can no longer afford to buy him treats. I have locked myself in my bedroom most of the time for fear that my dog wants to kill me. It's like being stuck in a cage but with lots more room. Will you kindly make a donation to one of my cash apps so that I no longer have to live in fear and can afford to buy Fido some treats? Ha. Ok so I made that up. Just joshing youz but I'd be willing to bet the farm or at least a 12 pack of PBR (LOL) that she fed you that sob story to get you to feel sorry for her in hopes you would feed her more dough. It worked.
Got to see Andrea recently. Thank you to the man that provided info. Andrea has a wet silky smooth mouth that felt amazing but the BBBJ started off kind of lack luster. She kept stopping and restarting a lot, and she wasn't going very deep at all. I thought this was going to be a no go at that moment and thought she was going to start complaining but I was wrong. She repositioned herself and then the BJ got deeper and deeper with no stopping. Maybe she just had to adjust her mouth for the size of my cock? Jk. I don't know but as time went on it got better and deeper and it wasn't too long before I shot a nice load into her wet silky mouth in which she swallowed all perfectly. She is not afraid of cum. Bbbjcimws with no complaints but I typically go longer than the 5 minutes that I lasted so I'm curious if she can go longer without complaining? We'll see. I will repeat nice lady and wet soft mouth. Also, I'd like to add that all my past, present, and future posts here on USASexGuide are 100 percent fictional fantasy. My posts here on USASexGuide is simply just "locker room talk" none of it is actually real. - VikingPride.
[QUOTE=VikingPride;6553311] Also, I'd like to add that all my past, present, and future posts here on USASexGuide are 100 percent fictional fantasy. My posts here on USASexGuide is simply just "locker room talk" none of it is actually real. - VikingPride.[/QUOTE]Hear, hear! Or, like some like to call it, "aspirational commentary".
Giddit.
[QUOTE=VikingPride;6553282]I too am being abused. I am being verbally abused by my dog. He stares wickedly at me and then goes on these crazy barking rampages. I think he wants to hurt me because I have fallen on hard times and can no longer afford to buy him treats. I have locked myself in my bedroom most of the time for fear that my dog wants to kill me. It's like being stuck in a cage but with lots more room. Will you kindly make a donation to one of my cash apps so that I no longer have to live in fear and can afford to buy Fido some treats? Ha. Ok so I made that up. Just joshing youz but I'd be willing to bet the farm or at least a 12 pack of PBR (LOL) that she fed you that sob story to get you to feel sorry for her in hopes you would feed her more dough. It worked.[/QUOTE]GD it LOL. You are probably right. Maybe one day I'll learn.
I have been having inspired visions lately, and have a prophecy to share with you fine gentle mongers.
Three years from now, a holy temple will be built somewhere in Milwaukee County, possibly right in Silver City. I am The Chosen One, thus the inspiration was given to me from above. I will purchase a building and convert it into:
A) A sanctuary where the prostitutes I consort with can come and sleep, shower, and chill out for as long as they like, free of charge. The most holy prostitutes will have the privilege of sending slores with whom I am unacquainted, and these rough ones will identify themselves at the front door with a secret handshake: ten seconds of fellatio.
B) A meeting hall, where I will give a quarterly speech to a seated group of slores, with the three Holiest seated behind me.
C) A shrine, dedicated to our Fallen Angels.
Photographs of the most upright prostitutes in Silver City will adorn the walls, with the exception of the Shrine, whose walls will be adorned exclusively with pictures of our beloved fallen. The Shrine is the only room I will allow other males in. Prostitutes and Johns alike will use the walls of the Shrine similarly to how the Jews use the wailing wall in Jerusalem. We will look at the photographs on the wall and cry over the loss of those precious Street Angels with whom we've had so many dalliances, and who did God's work until our Lord took them out sooner than we'd have liked. In the same way as fallen police officers or firefighters are memorialized and mourned over after dying in the line of duty, our slores who overdosed or otherwise died young due to the slore lifestyle will be memorialized and mourned over in this holy Shrine.
When I'm not in town, the temple might be manned some nights by a gentle monger with whom I am friends. Other nights, it may be vacant and shuttered.
On the wall when you enter will be a large "W", for Temple Of The Slore.
"If you build it, they will come."
That concludes the Prophecy; now, here is an addendum:
Due to financial restrictions and the imperative to make money off of the building, I will have to either have the building double or triple as one or two money-making businesses (however meager the profits), or restrict the great Temple to one single room or the basement, and use the rest of the edifice for some sort of non-criminal profiteering. I also want to let my family use the building for a variety of purposes, including both temporary lodging and commerce. So, when the time comes, I will balance all of these and more considerations, and move forward in the way most conducive to achieving all of these goals.
Baby Jess, blessed art thou among women, and blessed is he who shooteth seed into your face hole.
Beloved Rea, you truly are the divine Mother Of All Cocksuckers.
Erika, you are The Light Of Silver City.
I am a pig. This is all you need to know about Body Shopper, and you have my entire soul summed up in total. I like to have sex with women, as many women as possible. I like to pump my life force into the druggy slores who line our fine streets. They are willing receptacles for a very cheap price, but by serving a high volume of swine, these smart young women can rake in an income that towers over that enjoyed by most of us.
I arrived Monday in Milwaukee, and hit the stroll at around 6:30 pm By and by, I picked up Jill The Great. This illustrious four-eyed prostitute was bouncing merrily along eastbound on the north sidewalk of our beloved Greenfield Avenue, at around 21st street. She wanted 10 up front to buy some drug, and offered her bag with her purse in it as collateral, as Body Shopper doesn't pretend to trust anybody. I agreed. Some black slore came up to me in the 10 minutes I waited and asked me if I'm with Jill. I said, "yes", and this brazen refugee replied by offering her services! I declined, and before I knew it, Jill's curvy ass was back in my vehicle. We repaired to my spot, 20, and Jill proceeded to make me gasp and whimper for 5 or 10 minutes until my filth shot out of my cock. Heaven. She swallowed it. While I was dropping her off, she had me buy her a $1 lighter and a soda at the gas station on 18th & Greenfield. As we exited the vehicle, she dropped her crack and bent over, scouring the pavement in the twilight to find it. I immediately noticed the rock and pointed it out to her. Then, we were approached by drug dealers. They gave her a free sample of their own crack-cocaine in exchange for my phone number. I called their number, to prove that Jill had a phone. After we came out of the store and got back in my vehicle, Jill showed me the rock. I asked how much value that rock has, and Jill replied, "$20".
I went back to my motel room. After 5 hours or so, I drove back into Silver City and hit the stroll. I immediately found Jill again, on 22nd-or-so and Greenfield, north sidewalk. She didn't see me at first, and was on her way to another vehicle. She went and started talking to him while I pulled around the corner. I shouted at her, and she saw Body Shopper and immediately ditched whoever that was. I proceeded to drive her to and fro. Get money she'd left. Get drugs. Etc. Then, we repaired to one of my spots, 25, and she did her pig thing while I gasped, heaved, groaned, and whimpered in ecstasy. After 5 or 10 minutes of that, I shot into Jill's capable face hole. She swallowed all of my filth. This is what Jill lives for .5. Some day, some smart young lady is going to give me a heart attack by sucking me so well, then make off with my wallet and, if she's so bold, my vehicle, as well.
I returned to my motel room and slept.
I awoke the next day with a load brewing. Needing to squirt it into some young mouth, I hit the stroll and came upon none other than the legendary hooker Chella! She introduced herself as "Bella", but when we were about to start the blowjob, I was studying her face and realized it's Chella! I said, "Are you Chella?" She immediately said, "Yes. " She sucked me for probably 10-to-15 minutes. It was a toothy blowjob, but all other aspects of it were cool. She was very sexy as she sucked my cock. I had told her it would be 20 up front, then 10 if I come. Since we drove from spot-to-spot, then I took more time doing this and that, I told her I'll give her 25 up front. She said, "Then 10 more afterward?" I said, "I wasn't planning to; I was planning 5, but sure, I'll do 10, since I'm making you wait. " She happily said, "Okay". So, 25, then 10 afterward. It was around 10:45 am When I squirted into her face. I then drove her around and sat, waiting for her for probably 45 minutes, which I was happy to do, and expressed as much right after our date. I did clarify to her, however, that I'm a $30 trick, and that if I had known I would be spending time taking her around afterward, which I'm happy to do, I would not have paid that $5 fine in the beginning, for making her wait. I assured her that it's all good, though. I like Chella. She has a very pleasant personality. I had turned her down a time or two on Lincoln, and have been aware of her existence for several years, but had never tried her out. She's a legendary slore. She told me that she recently gave her boyfriend a blowjob in a car on the street on 13th & Greenfield in broad daylight, just to force onlookers to see the filthy act. I expressed appreciation for what she and he did, and admiration for her for it. She was giddy and gleeful as she recounted that public sex act.
At one point while Chella and I were behind her house in the alley, I saw a luminosity on the sidewalk at the end of the alley and my eyes became wide. Filled with joy and lust, and thrust into a state of confusion, I was entranced by The Light Of Silver City. My heart started pounding and tears welled up in my eyes. Not unlike the deadlights of Pennywise in "It", the light of the goddess Erika reels you in and takes all of your thoughts away, and you just have to be there in that light! I sputtered a few words, informing Chella that we're going to drive up the alley now since I saw someone I know. She evidently didn't care to come along, as she stated she'll hop out now. She hopped out in a hurry, seeing my crazed and beleaguered countenance, dropping her phone on the concrete as she went. I pushed the gas pedal to the floor and thank my lucky stars that no one was on foot in that alley, because they would have been a goner. When I reached the street, I glanced back and forth in a panic, eventually spotting Erika on the south-east corner of 25th and Greenfield. I forced myself to regain my composure as I softly pulled up to her. She was reading a book as she stood there hooking, bless her soul. She saw me and smiled and hopped in. I informed her that I had just shot into Chella's mouth, so I will not be able to cum, but that I'd give her 20 for 10 minutes of head. She readily agreed to that deal. 20. From the moment her mouth enveloped my then-limp member, this goddess sucked me with the highest level of skill that it is possible for any human to achieve at fellatio. This harlot fellated my member while I groaned and gasped. As she sucked, I told her that she is a goddess. Within one minute, I felt like this blow job would cause me to shoot. At the 11-minute mark, she pumped my fourth load in 16 hours out of me! And only 90 minutes after my previous load squirted into Chella's sweet mouth! So many mouths to feed. While Erika was sucking my cock, I could see the pride on her face. I've noticed this many times while she's sucking my cock. Erika loves sucking big cocks like mine. There isn't a cock she can't handle. In all of her many years on the streets, she has made every shape and size of wiener ejaculate. Erika understands and is comfortable, and even happy, with the fact that her main job in her line of work is making men ejaculate, and that her value as a service woman is the exact degree to which she succeeds at that task. Erika has won, in many cases time and time again, against your wives. While they're enamored with you, or they're otherwise being faithful, you're out there having the time of your life, gasping for dear life while Erika sucks the sperm out of you. You belong to Erika, not to your wife. I then stopped at a gas station on our way back. Someone approached me in the gas station on 43rd & Greenfield, asking if I want to buy crack-cocaine. I declined, obviously. These drug dealers are out of control! Perhaps it's my new hairdo. LOL 10.
The book Erika was reading was "No One Knows" by J. T. Ellison. She'd found the book on the ground on the corner at 22nd & Greenfield that morning, and was already more than 300 pages in. In a very thoughtful and learned manner, she stated that the book is really good so far. Erika lives a great life, the entirety of which is on Greenfield Avenue. Her food, her lodging, her business, her social life, and even her reading materials are on Greenfield Avenue.
Just as quickly as it flared up and blinded me a mere half-hour earlier, The Light Of Silver City faded away and I drove home happy and empty.
Corinna stabs heroin needles into her neck and has many lodged in her neck after they broke off in there.
Rose has a tight, wet pussy.
Duffy has fun bags that you squeeze until your sperm squirts out.
Erin snorts when she laughs, and smokes crack all day long.
Toothless Tabatha gums up your meat stick, then swallows its cream filling just as fast as she can shoot it out of you. "Hello," she coos afterward, smiling.
Body Shopper.
[QUOTE=Slapshot;6549211]I figured JoJo was out of the business one way or the other, but I got to say, that's the 5th or 6th one that I know of who have met the same fate. I wonder how many more? Might explain in part the lack of supply, these SW's literally have on foot in the grave it would seem. So last Thursday maybe 1:30 am, I seen a spinner type in the mid numbers on Lincoln walking east, should have stopped but I had just started for the night, she was gone by the time I made the 2nd pass of course. Later on I stopped for a chat with a young SW also on Lincoln, I remember seeing her last summer. She wears tight shorts, slim figure with a short tank top that shows her belly. She also has real short hair like a guy, can't remember her name, was something like Andrea but more letters. Anyway I wasn't feeing right about her so I split, anyone know her?
Also, while heading east on National I witnessed 2 police chases within 20 seconds of each other. The first one there were 4 cars chasing a sedan then right after an SUV did a you turn into a gas station and sped back out with a MPD Explorer on his tail. That must be the 7th or 8th time over the years plus a few shootings and once I was rear ended intentionally but this is what can happen in the hood, so be aware at all times.[/QUOTE]Oddly I miss those days of pulling up to a cute brunette with her back turned and then turns around and it's Jojo the unibrowed big nose tranny, he would scare the shit out of me and give me a good laugh with the gay drama, RIP little wierdo.
Bodyshopper, I've been waiting for a post from you. I think it would be only fair of me to take some of your favorites off your hands for a night or two. You have said several times they are going to be the end of you some night, so I'm offering that in your best interest.
Jill I have met but only once. Always look for her but have not had any luck again. Erica sounds like a lot of fun and so does Chella who I think I have now heard mentioned for the first time.
I always wait for your posts because it often gives extra incentive to make the Milwaukee trip and lord knows except for Andrea I've been been finding pretty slim pickings.
[QUOTE=TrollMongo;6554200]Bodyshopper, I've been waiting for a post from you. I think it would be only fair of me to take some of your favorites off your hands for a night or two. You have said several times they are going to be the end of you some night, so I'm offering that in your best interest.
Jill I have met but only once. Always look for her but have not had any luck again. Erica sounds like a lot of fun and so does Chella who I think I have now heard mentioned for the first time.
I always wait for your posts because it often gives extra incentive to make the Milwaukee trip and lord knows except for Andrea I've been been finding pretty slim pickings.[/QUOTE]Saw Jill recently. Besides the great jackhammer BJ her pussy is nice and wet and stays that way. Gave her the jackhammer dick. Moans the entire time. She loves sex. Looking forward to hitting it again.
[QUOTE=TrollMongo;6554200]Bodyshopper, I've been waiting for a post from you. I think it would be only fair of me to take some of your favorites off your hands for a night or two. You have said several times they are going to be the end of you some night, so I'm offering that in your best interest.
Jill I have met but only once. Always look for her but have not had any luck again. Erica sounds like a lot of fun and so does Chella who I think I have now heard mentioned for the first time.
I always wait for your posts because it often gives extra incentive to make the Milwaukee trip and lord knows except for Andrea I've been been finding pretty slim pickings.[/QUOTE]Thank you for the props on my posts, my friend! I'm glad I'm of some inspiration to your unclean travels.
Neither Jill nor Erika have a phone, and that's how it usually is with both of them. Chella has a phone which she claims she's had for three years, but I didn't ask her if I can give the number out, so I'd better hold off on that. Oh! I brought you up to Sarah a few weeks ago before she sucked my cock, and she asked me for your phone number. I acted like you and I are good buddies in real life, and did not tell her that a forum exists. LOL I spot her around there rather frequently, so I could catch her and call you next time I spot her there, if you'd like. She's the one you referred to as "Saharra". I've never seen a set of teeth in her, but she remembered you and even brought up your photography. Your best bet for catching Erika is to just cruise non-stop from 18th to 27th streets on Greenfield, all day and night. She works 24/7 whenever she needs her heroin or crack. Jill ditched the boy she'd been living with for a year-and-a-half and is floating around the trap houses now, and has been between 20th & 24th as of late, as opposed to the stomping grounds she'd had for at least the previous 5 years, which was 10th-to-15th streets.
One of you mentioned a crippled woman named Jen. Jill once told me her name was Jenna, and she has developed quite the limp over the years. Some days it's bad, while other days it's unnoticeable. She's never acted crazy around me, but perhaps that's because she knows I won't give her money for acting crazy. LOL Anyway, that girl you described might or might not be Jilly Bean.
Jill got hit by a car a couple fo weeks ago and dragged for 10 feet. I figure that there is less than a 1% chance that the perpetrator was Milwaukee Street Meat's friend, but the thought has crossed my mind. If you recall, she stole his friend's $140.
Blade Cruiser skulks through Silver City, stalking, peeking, analyzing, then reporting.
Troll Mongo takes pictures of the holes he shoots in.
Soccer Fan mongers on Lincoln Avenue exclusively.
And Double Life almost gets his throat cut.
[QUOTE=TrollMongo;6554200]Bodyshopper, I've been waiting for a post from you. I think it would be only fair of me to take some of your favorites off your hands for a night or two. You have said several times they are going to be the end of you some night, so I'm offering that in your best interest.
Jill I have met but only once. Always look for her but have not had any luck again. Erica sounds like a lot of fun and so does Chella who I think I have now heard mentioned for the first time.
I always wait for your posts because it often gives extra incentive to make the Milwaukee trip and lord knows except for Andrea I've been been finding pretty slim pickings.[/QUOTE]This is Chella who now posts as Bella on STG:
[URL]https://skipthegames.com/posts/milwaukee/female-escorts/caucasian_w/hot--wet--ull-never-want2leave/119106115057[/URL]
I met her walking years ago (ten?) I have not seen her since then, but I picked her up many times back then. I remember the BBBJ was good and the FS usually busted me quick. But like I said it was a long time ago. I have thought of calling her up again. If I do I'll add my review on here.
[QUOTE=TrollMongo;6554200]Bodyshopper, I've been waiting for a post from you. I think it would be only fair of me to take some of your favorites off your hands for a night or two. You have said several times they are going to be the end of you some night, so I'm offering that in your best interest.
Jill I have met but only once. Always look for her but have not had any luck again. Erica sounds like a lot of fun and so does Chella who I think I have now heard mentioned for the first time.
I always wait for your posts because it often gives extra incentive to make the Milwaukee trip and lord knows except for Andrea I've been been finding pretty slim pickings.[/QUOTE]I should also mention that her drug use was so bad back then there were rumors that she passed away. I don't recall how long she was gone, but she did pop up again and not quite so out of it with the drugs. At least that is my recollection, but dreams fade over time.
Duffy has fun bags that you squeeze until your sperm squirts out.
I have yet to meet this Duffy you speak of. What does she look like? Is she worth a scoop?
[QUOTE=DreamActor;6554634]This is Chella who now posts as Bella on STG:
[URL]https://skipthegames.com/posts/milwaukee/female-escorts/caucasian_w/hot--wet--ull-never-want2leave/119106115057[/URL]
I met her walking years ago (ten?) I have not seen her since then, but I picked her up many times back then. I remember the BBBJ was good and the FS usually busted me quick. But like I said it was a long time ago. I have thought of calling her up again. If I do I'll add my review on here.[/QUOTE]Bella is the one in the link, Chella was a different one, both could be found on Lincoln in the evenings. The last time I seen Bella was around 2016/2017, back then she really looked hot, great young stripper type body, really pretty with a great smile. Doesn't look like that now obviously and doesn't smile in the photos, that lifestyle and dope use has such a bad effect on them and their teeth. Really sad, just saying.
[QUOTE=VikingPride;6554652]Duffy has fun bags that you squeeze until your sperm squirts out.
I have yet to meet this Duffy you speak of. What does she look like? Is she worth a scoop?[/QUOTE]Duffy is an old friend of Jill The Great, from their days living in West Bend, prior to either of them becoming hookers. Duffy just started hooking last year, and it seems like she did it without notifying Jill prior to starting. I've only met her once, and that around a year ago. She is a thick white woman who appears to be in her early thirties, with a plain appearance, including her clothing. She's a brunette, and I think she had a few freckles. Pleasant-mannered but nothing memorable about her personality. She approached my car like a cop, coming to the window and saying, "It's 20 for head or 40 for sex." Coochie Eater would have panicked, started talking about proselytizing, and bolted. I'm not afraid of cops, so with a smile that belied my mongering intentions, I replied, "I would never do a thing like that, but we can talk, if you'd like to get in. " She got in, I felt her puss and tits, and I opted for head. During the blowjob, I was squeezing her big, voluptuous tits. Now, fondling a woman is something normal that I do while she's sucking me. I don't ask; I just do it. What sets this date apart from others is that I was fondling both breasts with both of my hands, and while the blow job was good and probably would have made me squirt anyway, this is the only date I can remember where squeezing the breasts actually brought me closer to climax. Said molestation combined with the filthy fantasies I utilize in all of my dates with slores brought my sperm jutting out in a mighty torrent into Duffy's capable mouth! I tipped her 5, and we were both happy. We Johns and hookers are nasty people.
I still inquire to Jill from time to time about Duffy. Last time I asked, around a month ago, Jill said that Duffy still hooks, but isn't out there very often. She'd seen Duffy out there three weeks prior. But when I picked up Duffy, it was around 20th & Greenfield, far west of what were Jill's stomping grounds; so it's entirely possible that Duffy comes out a lot more often than Jill knows about.
God bless the opium farmers of the far east.
God bless the good sharecroppers of South America.
God bless the renters of the trap houses in the cities of the Unites States.
Chella terrorizes society by forcing normals to watch her sucking cocks.
Erika enriches her soul with the sperm of judges, police officers, and husbands.
Corinna on Lincoln stabs herself in the neck with heroin needles that break off and remain lodged in her neck for the rest of her life.
Corinna on Greenfield forces her Johns to hold a piece of paper while she snorts heroin off of it.
Jill jackhammers you until your balls explode.
And Duffy has funbags that you squeeze until your sperm squirts out.
Made an incall to her new place near Burnham about a month ago. Was in the area one night, texted her and while waiting was looking for stuff on the street. Picked up one and struck out with the first one and while trying a second pick up she texted me back. Since this one was not doing much for me, I booted her and went over to Bellas place. A much cleaner and safer place than before. BJ then fuck with condom. Kinda a dead fish but she was able to talk dirty and make me fill the bag. Won't ride because it is to much effort on her part but BJ was decent and pussy cleaner than most on the street without obnoxious odors. In pinch she will do the trick. Definitely not a "Barbie" in looks with some skin pimples and hair on the legs but she got the job done. She was in a better mental and physical state than the last time I saw her when she walked in a daze looking like an 80 year old after shooting up.
[QUOTE=Slapshot;6554979]Bella is the one in the link, Chella was a different one, both could be found on Lincoln in the evenings. The last time I seen Bella was around 2016/2017, back then she really looked hot, great young stripper type body, really pretty with a great smile. Doesn't look like that now obviously and doesn't smile in the photos, that lifestyle and dope use has such a bad effect on them and their teeth. Really sad, just saying.[/QUOTE]
[QUOTE=DreamActor;6554644]I should also mention that her drug use was so bad back then there were rumors that she passed away. I don't recall how long she was gone, but she did pop up again and not quite so out of it with the drugs. At least that is my recollection, but dreams fade over time.[/QUOTE]Man she was very bad back then. Ten to twelve years ago she would stand on the corner of 12 and G all night long sucking one cock after another almost every night. She was never a one and done girl. She was easy to catch if you were in a pinch. LOL. I remember those rumors and I remember her looking like she was in zombie land after awhile. Big skin picker too. I stopped scooping her then. I have not seen her since she became Bella on STG.
[QUOTE=BodyShopper;6555192]Duffy is an old friend of Jill The Great, from their days living in West Bend, prior to either of them becoming hookers. Duffy just started hooking last year, and it seems like she did it without notifying Jill prior to starting. I've only met her once, and that around a year ago. She is a thick white woman who appears to be in her early thirties, with a plain appearance, including her clothing. She's a brunette, and I think she had a few freckles. Pleasant-mannered but nothing memorable about her personality. She approached my car like a cop, coming to the window and saying, "It's 20 for head or 40 for sex." Coochie Eater would have panicked, started talking about proselytizing, and bolted. I'm not afraid of cops, so with a smile that belied my mongering intentions, I replied, "I would never do a thing like that, but we can talk, if you'd like to get in. " She got in, I felt her puss and tits, and I opted for head. During the blowjob, I was squeezing her big, voluptuous tits. Now, fondling a woman is something normal that I do while she's sucking me. I don't ask; I just do it. What sets this date apart from others is that I was fondling both breasts with both of my hands, and while the blow job was good and probably would have made me squirt anyway, this is the only date I can remember where squeezing the breasts actually brought me closer to climax. Said molestation combined with the filthy fantasies I utilize in all of my dates with slores brought my sperm jutting out in a mighty torrent into Duffy's capable mouth! I tipped her 5, and we were both happy. We Johns and hookers are nasty people.
I still inquire to Jill from time to time about Duffy. Last time I asked, around a month ago, Jill said that Duffy still hooks, but isn't out there very often. She'd seen Duffy out there three weeks prior. But when I picked up Duffy, it was around 20th & Greenfield, far west of what were Jill's stomping grounds; so it's entirely possible that Duffy comes out a lot more often than Jill knows about.
God bless the opium farmers of the far east.
God bless the good sharecroppers of South America.
God bless the renters of the trap houses in the cities of the Unites States.
Chella terrorizes society by forcing normals to watch her sucking cocks.
Erika enriches her soul with the sperm of judges, police officers, and husbands.
Corinna on Lincoln stabs herself in the neck with heroin needles that break off and remain lodged in her neck for the rest of her life.
Corinna on Greenfield forces her Johns to hold a piece of paper while she snorts heroin off of it.
Jill jackhammers you until your balls explode.
And Duffy has funbags that you squeeze until your sperm squirts out.[/QUOTE]Thank you shopper. If found I am looking forward to squeezing said funbags until my cum shoots on her tongue down her throat or on her face.
[QUOTE=DreamActor;6554634]This is Chella who now posts as Bella on STG:
[URL]https://skipthegames.com/posts/milwaukee/female-escorts/caucasian_w/hot--wet--ull-never-want2leave/119106115057[/URL]
I met her walking years ago (ten?) I have not seen her since then, but I picked her up many times back then. I remember the BBBJ was good and the FS usually busted me quick. But like I said it was a long time ago. I have thought of calling her up again. If I do I'll add my review on here.[/QUOTE]I've seen Bella three times this year. I find her to be a good person at heart and easy on the wallet. The drug use has made her attention span pretty bad and she's constantly drifting off to some other place inside her head. She's good for qv but the real positive for me is she isn't going to rob you. I'll bet my next paycheck there's a grave already dug for her and it's sooner than later she's going to take one hit too many on the crack pipe.
[QUOTE=VikingPride;6555472]Man she was very bad back then. Ten to twelve years ago she would stand on the corner of 12 and G all night long sucking one cock after another almost every night. She was never a one and done girl. She was easy to catch if you were in a pinch. LOL. I remember those rumors and I remember her looking like she was in zombie land after awhile. Big skin picker too. I stopped scooping her then. I have not seen her since she became Bella on STG.[/QUOTE]So they are one and the same, right? My memory could be terrible, I admit, but I'm pretty sure it's the same lady.
After bar close last night my buddy and I decided to hit the stroll on National. We came across Shela who was wearing a baby blue dress with no panties on, she had big tits and a phat ass. We pulled up to her and asked how much for the two of us and told us 50 total. We took we her 15 minutes away from the stroll. As my buddy was driving she was giving me a BBBJ in the back seat. We arrived to our quiet destination near a creek where we all walked towards the bottom. She took off her dress and exposed her E cup tits that was bigger than my head. I put my condom on and hit it doggy while she was on all fours in the grass. As I'm hitting it doggy she was giving my buddy a BBBJ, I came in 10 minutes. After I cummed my buddy fucked her missionary for an additional 10 minutes while I recorded. After we finished, my buddy drove back to drop her slutty ass back on national. As we were driving back she was giving me a BBBJ and I was feeling her phat ass. I did get her digits for our seniors that would like to try her out. She is a sweet slore that didn't complain one time while she was with us and I will definitely be fucking her again. Pics are below.