Sting, Robbery, or Paranoia?
Instead of letting prostitutes get right in, I have been talking with them through the window more. I am aware that cops exploit this behavior during a sting to get you to incriminate yourself; however, I do it to ensure the prostitutes are actually women, don't have bad attitudes, look acceptable, and are not too high to date.
I went out a few nights ago and there were cops everywhere, not just sitting, but driving up and down every major strip in Baltimore city. The streets were bare, nothing was out but the usual suspects, so I around 3 am I pulled into this gas station to do a you-turn to start going back home. I spotted a thick black Puerto Rican looking woman that was very attractive, and had a body that could stop traffic. I thought she was a civilian until she dashed towards me and asked if I was looking for a date. I was bit surprised because she looked too good to be true, but after talking to her for a while through the window I told her to get in. That's when things turned strange, she opened my door as far open as it could go, and sat a bag with an Arizona Tea can on my floor, and started a bizarre conversation. She said how thankful she was that I stopped because she was ready to fuck to make money so she could get some cigarettes and buy some crack rock. Red flags went up because of her behavior, appearance, and I have never heard a prostitute referred to it as "crack rock". Suddenly, she turned and walked away and started shouting towards a car that was sitting inconspicuously with the pump nozzle in the tank. She loudly said that she was going with me but kept walking back further away from my truck, and closer towards this person all while leaving my door open. I knew it was some kind of game, so I followed the rules and pulled off. I could hear the woman screaming wait I had her my stuff, let her get her stuff. Then seemingly out of nowhere this guy came from the opposite direction walking fast towards my driving path, saying for me to let her get her shit, but I sped towards him, forcing him to move backwards to avoid being hit.
I don't know if this was a sting, but it felt the same way when I was arrested for this shit as a young man. She walked away like those broads do when Chris Hansen comes walking out on the predator show. It could have been a robbery attempt too, or just my paranoia. When I was tossing the bag that she left in my truck, the tea can was empty and the bag was filed with nothing but trash, which led me to further believe that something was definitely up.
Robbery from the looks of it.
Damn BTB. Glad to hear you're safe. Gas stations have cameras so definitely preying on you and probably desparate.
[QUOTE=BigTruckBob;6791465]Instead of letting prostitutes get right in, I have been talking with them through the window more. I am aware that cops exploit this behavior during a sting to get you to incriminate yourself; however, I do it to ensure the prostitutes are actually women, don't have bad attitudes, look acceptable, and are not too high to date.
I went out a few nights ago and there were cops everywhere, not just sitting, but driving up and down every major strip in Baltimore city. The streets were bare, nothing was out but the usual suspects, so I around 3 am I pulled into this gas station to do a you-turn to start going back home. I spotted a thick black Puerto Rican looking woman that was very attractive, and had a body that could stop traffic. I thought she was a civilian until she dashed towards me and asked if I was looking for a date. I was bit surprised because she looked too good to be true, but after talking to her for a while through the window I told her to get in. That's when things turned strange, she opened my door as far open as it could go, and sat a bag with an Arizona Tea can on my floor, and started a bizarre conversation. She said how thankful she was that I stopped because she was ready to fuck to make money so she could get some cigarettes and buy some crack rock. Red flags went up because of her behavior, appearance, and I have never heard a prostitute referred to it as "crack rock". Suddenly, she turned and walked away and started shouting towards a car that was sitting inconspicuously with the pump nozzle in the tank. She loudly said that she was going with me but kept walking back further away from my truck, and closer towards this person all while leaving my door open. I knew it was some kind of game, so I followed the rules and pulled off. I could hear the woman screaming wait I had her my stuff, let her get her stuff. Then seemingly out of nowhere this guy came from the opposite direction walking fast towards my driving path, saying for me to let her get her shit, but I sped towards him, forcing him to move backwards to avoid being hit.
I don't know if this was a sting, but it felt the same way when I was arrested for this shit as a young man. She walked away like those broads do when Chris Hansen comes walking out on the predator show. It could have been a robbery attempt too, or just my paranoia. When I was tossing the bag that she left in my truck, the tea can was empty and the bag was filed with nothing but trash, which led me to further believe that something was definitely up.[/QUOTE]
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Makayla / Kayla / Kay from around the way
If anyone is curious of what happened to her. Currently being pimped all around the DMV area. Sure she has a handler now too, for that's who you are talking to via text messages too.
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Phyuck!