Chapel Hill / Booty, Booty, Booty, Booty popping everywhere in Durham
I saw another homeless camp off exit 14 in Durham. This is my 3rd and last week of information gathering noting the culture and climate of the Bull City's streets. Jeez-louiseez, there are kittens everywhere today. Stopped on Riggs saw two BSWs, another short BSW in a tight striped dress in front of Big Apple, a WSW on the railroad tracks with a pink top and shorts. Dude, I could go on and on. Ran into one of my regs from the path. Red Joyce. Got the digits. She lives in Durham now. WTF! NightTraveler, you fucking our hoes now😎 Saw a PYT in the pizza place. Five minutes later, uncLE had the bracelets on her across from the Auto Zone. Sigh. Didn't pull the trigger in Durham, although shortie in the Big Apple had my dick going crazy!
And I need to check my work. The needle park I mentioned near New Hope is behind the abandoned Bicycle Chain warehouse off of Mount Moriah Rd. That's all for now.
Happy humping!
Mr. Geo slippin' into Fayetteville
Greetings from Durham in the zone! As mentioned in an earlier post, your favorite SW's favorite john was conducting surveillance when I happened upon Joyce, the red-bone. She's from CH, I used to pop that coochie once a week. And she's a vet from the path, attractive and polite, does not look worn-out. She isn't a fiend and takes good care of herself. She's in her late 40's & her skills are*speechless*. Her tongue game is what impressed me the most. Ok. She was dressed nicely in leopard printed tights and a white top. I lost it when she pulled down her leggings and showed off her bubble butt and pink thong. Like I said, shortie is super-clean. Started with a fantastic BBBJ, very sensual & was constantly using that tongue of hers. PORN STAR SKILLS. She has a cute fatty which she showed me the entire time. Remember, I had been camped out in the woods of Holloway Street for, like, 3 weeks and was horny AF! Bent that soft ass over and started plowing. Kitty started to talk and we both laughed. Then in a straight freak move, she withdrew me, started giving me head then said, "It's MY pussy. " No problem here. Saying, "I'll catch it," Joyce did just that as I danced the macarana LOL.
My junk was still soaking wet even after I dropped her off and went to get a bite to eat. Anyhoo, she has a phone but you guys know the deal with these girls and phones.
Nice pickings at Breadman's, part 2
The area has a reputation equivalent to the Libba Cotten Bike Path, but let's get specific. As you enter the parking lot to the far left is a paved pathway. Walk until you see the trash receptacle under the street light and stop. That's called the 'circle' by the locals--be patient, but alert and don't venture down the lane 'empty-handed. ' You might pass the time by exchanging pleasantries (side note: there's a good deal of civilian foot traffic during day-light) with one and all. Follow this procedure; I've always scored there. My experience at Breadman's starts with Tommy and his, uhm, girlfriend Lillian. Tommy worked / works at Breadman's, although recently was seen doing construction on the Re-hab Center on Pleasant Drive. Both had a weakness for cocaine. Originally from Columbia, they had reached North Carolina in general and Chapel Hill in particular together. Started hearing allegations that Tommy was "pimping" Lillian for drogas. One morning, I saw her on E. Franklin St. And Columbia with (get this) a five gallon empty paint bucket--seems their water had been cut off. Now, my Spanish is basic; it's not like I was born there. I called her over and asked if she needed ayuda (help). Lillian moistened her lip with the pink tip of her tongue. "Si', she said. A biting lust, insistant & not to be denied, filled my gut. Soon we were discussing activities between consenting adults and heading straight for the bike path. Found a nice spot overlooking Old Carrboro Cemetery. I've known LSWs before and she kept talking that talk. Even in my lust, I recognized something practiced. Senorita said, in English,"That's a big one. " Started jacking Johnson rapidly, then swallowed all the while massaging that huge vein with uno finger. There were moments of immeasurable sweetness, but two D-boys passed--Big Stink and Chris--and she stopped momentarily. I've had it happen on 2 or 3 occasions--the monkey-shit they're on makes LSWs extremely horny. So doing a BBBJ has the kitty itching for some cock. Shortie had on a red thong and peeled it to the side. Standing K-9 had her shuddering and uttering little whimpers in the after shock of orgasm. As for me, I came all over the place, literally. Shot a load on her sneakers and her response was immediate! A long, scornful sucking of her teeth and a burst of mocking laughter. Told me I was a bad boy, again in English. All in all about 30 minutes for an equivalent donation in Federal Reserve Notes. Of course, she didn't have a phone, so I burned some gas to find her. Last seen in front of the Saint Paul AME Church at about 9:30 pm, but I was with some civilians and couldn't stop (sigh).
Pussy Ain't Nothing but meat on a bone. Suck it, fuck it Or leave it alone.
It was 1986 and I was stationed in Washington DC. Naturally, I began looking for compensation for my throbbing manhood. Heard about 14th St NW. I was there with the quickness. Met a female pimp called FiFi. Tall, AA, and statuesque, she had her own stable of BSW's, drove a Caddy with her name on the plate, and whenever I saw her, she would say, with that pimp drawl, " Hey, yo! Pussy Ain't Nothing but meat on a. ," (you get the idea). Anyhow, might start signing off with that shit, idk. FiFi died at the hands of the Black Mafia, who tied her to a tree, and told her, " * you still a *.
Been thinking about starting a series of posts called, Greatest CH SW's Top Five* Dead or Alive*. Yo, Sgiii, now that's what I call wild beaver! Looking forward to hearing from you and all other punters. And good night, FiFi, wherever are.
Chapel Hill is alive with the smell of coochie.
I got to watch what I I say or how I say it, but don't ever give more than 20 for head. Otherwise, you're going to fuck up the mongering economy. A few days ago, I spotted a reasonably attractive brunette walking on E. Franklin in the early evening. She was probably late 20's to early 30's, about 5'2", thick. Lime-green Cros. Slow, meandering walk, didn't seem to be going anywhere & kept glancing at cars going by. She mos def gave me the look when I went by, but unfortunately I was on my way somewhere that was closing soon and couldn't stop. Came back about an hour later, but of course she was nowhere to be found.
Stay safe, happy humping and good night, FiFi wherever you are.
