Streetwalker Reports

[QUOTE=Explorer8;2748968]Use to be that this stroll was pretty productive. Now that it has been gentrified, there are few and far in between. Once in a while, I will find potential though, with the latest back on Nov 2015 for me. Anyone else have reports as of late?[/QUOTE]Wicker park and bucktown has moved along north ave east of western from milwaukee as you found out. Others can chime in on what is still available down there (I'm far northwest side) but yes I would also be interested in knowing what is currently avail. It's been a few years since I cruised up and down. Would start at milwaukee but nothing really until past western up to cicero. Be careful l8 t at night though. Lots of setups w / pimps where the girl will be on you and then her bf, thug or whoever will break your window and rob you! Play safe every 1 in the community!

[QUOTE=StanleyStankas;2749527]Wicker park and bucktown has moved along north ave east of western from milwaukee as you found out. Others can chime in on what is still available down there (I'm far northwest side) but yes I would also be interested in knowing what is currently avail. It's been a few years since I cruised up and down. Would start at milwaukee but nothing really until past western up to cicero. Be careful l8 t at night though. Lots of setups w / pimps where the girl will be on you and then her bf, thug or whoever will break your window and rob you! Play safe every 1 in the community![/QUOTE]Out in the area often and trust me guys, nothing East of Western anymore. I remember even just 3 years ago there was plenty. Overpriced yes, but at least they were there. Nowadays, it has to be west of western but lately I have been seeing pimps out there just as heavy as the girls. Too risky IMO.

Mid-morning Friday I run into Crystal around Cic and 47th. She's so hit or miss, not only with the times she's out, but the service she provides. She insists she finally has a consistently working number, and today's bbj was on point so I took her digits and said maybe I'll try you late tonight when I'm done with my Friday evening plans.

Fast forward to around 2 am and I get in touch with her. I make the drive out her way, and of course when I text / call to let her know I'm 5 minutes away, I can't get in touch. I pull into the Midway Gas to grab a gatorade, and the first thing I notice is a great ass on a girl at the counter. As my eyes come into focus on the rest of her, I notice she has a weird set of crutches that almost looked like braces you'd see on someone with Polio. I grab my drink, overhear her talking to the foreign clerk about the Powerball Jackpot, and notice she is an amputee below her left leg. Other than that, she seems to be an early 30's, really decent looking brunette. She was super personable and laughing with the clerk, and before she hobbles off she gives me a look and smiles. I quickly pay for my beverage, and get back to the lot, where I notice there's only a couple of cars, and, go figure, she's getting into hers alone. I guess because she has her whole right leg, she's permitted to drive.

Honestly, I don't know what came over me, and I'm still partially disgusted with myself, but I threw a hail mary and asked her, "hey you looking to have some fun?" She laughed, almost incredulously, and said, "you want to mess around with an amputee? I was like, "hey I'm not judging. " Long story short, we park down the street (I follow her and pull up VERY close to her driver side door), she somehow ditches her crutches and hops into my passenger seat, and we negotiate a quick. 4 bbj. Next thing you know, I'm grabbing a rubber and slamming her doggy style in my back seat. Her stub was definitely a weird thing, but it had crazy flexibility. Don't mean to date myself here, but she was rotating that thing around and moving it in so many different angles that she reminded me of Chun Li from that 1990's Street Fighter II video game.

I suddenly kind of gain some perspective on the situation and think to myself, "what do I have to lose?" so I ask if I can put it in her butt. No joke, she tells me she's never done it, but I'm welcomed to try if I go slow. Lo and behold, this girl ends up getting off multiple times, including when I'm doing her in the latter position, and I end up taking the rubber off and finishing in her mouth. She asks for my number, and we make some small talk, but I'm so repulsed by why I've just done on a pure principle level that I end up conversing with her long enough in an attempt to deliberately get her to forget she asked for my number in the first place. Of course that works, and we part ways. Meanwhile, I finally check my phone which I had stored in a safe place and I've got the expected 7 calls and 2 blabbering VMs from Crystal. Oh well. All in a night's work. What a fucking random night. Honestly, you can't make it up.

-MILF Man.

I'm a bit speechless. Way to TOFTT I guess?.

Thanks for sharing, it shows the level of addiction this hobby entails to many in our own ways LOL.

[QUOTE=Milfseeker21;2749803]Mid-morning Friday I run into Crystal around Cic and 47th. She's so hit or miss, not only with the times she's out, but the service she provides. She insists she finally has a consistently working number, and today's bbj was on point so I took her digits and said maybe I'll try you late tonight when I'm done with my Friday evening plans.

Fast forward to around 2 am and I get in touch with her. I make the drive out her way, and of course when I text / call to let her know I'm 5 minutes away, I can't get in touch. I pull into the Midway Gas to grab a gatorade, and the first thing I notice is a great ass on a girl at the counter. As my eyes come into focus on the rest of her, I notice she has a weird set of crutches that almost looked like braces you'd see on someone with Polio. I grab my drink, overhear her talking to the foreign clerk about the Powerball Jackpot, and notice she is an amputee below her left leg. Other than that, she seems to be an early 30's, really decent looking brunette. She was super personable and laughing with the clerk, and before she hobbles off she gives me a look and smiles. I quickly pay for my beverage, and get back to the lot, where I notice there's only a couple of cars, and, go figure, she's getting into hers alone. I guess because she has her whole right leg, she's permitted to drive.

Honestly, I don't know what came over me, and I'm still partially disgusted with myself, but I threw a hail mary and asked her, "hey you looking to have some fun?" She laughed, almost incredulously, and said, "you want to mess around with an amputee? I was like, "hey I'm not judging. " Long story short, we park down the street (I follow her and pull up VERY close to her driver side door), she somehow ditches her crutches and hops into my passenger seat, and we negotiate a quick. 4 bbj. Next thing you know, I'm grabbing a rubber and slamming her doggy style in my back seat. Her stub was definitely a weird thing, but it had crazy flexibility. Don't mean to date myself here, but she was rotating that thing around and moving it in so many different angles that she reminded me of Chun Li from that 1990's Street Fighter II video game.

I suddenly kind of gain some perspective on the situation and think to myself, "what do I have to lose?" so I ask if I can put it in her butt. No joke, she tells me she's never done it, but I'm welcomed to try if I go slow. Lo and behold, this girl ends up getting off multiple times, including when I'm doing her in the latter position, and I end up taking the rubber off and finishing in her mouth. She asks for my number, and we make some small talk, but I'm so repulsed by why I've just done on a pure principle level that I end up conversing with her long enough in an attempt to deliberately get her to forget she asked for my number in the first place. Of course that works, and we part ways. Meanwhile, I finally check my phone which I had stored in a safe place and I've got the expected 7 calls and 2 blabbering VMs from Crystal. Oh well. All in a night's work. What a fucking random night. Honestly, you can't make it up.

-MILF Man.[/QUOTE]

[QUOTE=Milfseeker21;2749803]Mid-morning Friday I run into Crystal around Cic and 47th. She's so hit or miss, not only with the times she's out, but the service she provides. She insists she finally has a consistently working number, and today's bbj was on point so I took her digits and said maybe I'll try you late tonight when I'm done with my Friday evening plans.

Fast forward to around 2 am and I get in touch with her. I make the drive out her way, and of course when I text / call to let her know I'm 5 minutes away, I can't get in touch. I pull into the Midway Gas to grab a gatorade, and the first thing I notice is a great ass on a girl at the counter. As my eyes come into focus on the rest of her, I notice she has a weird set of crutches that almost looked like braces you'd see on someone with Polio. I grab my drink, overhear her talking to the foreign clerk about the Powerball Jackpot, and notice she is an amputee below her left leg. Other than that, she seems to be an early 30's, really decent looking brunette. She was super personable and laughing with the clerk, and before she hobbles off she gives me a look and smiles. I quickly pay for my beverage, and get back to the lot, where I notice there's only a couple of cars, and, go figure, she's getting into hers alone. I guess because she has her whole right leg, she's permitted to drive.

Honestly, I don't know what came over me, and I'm still partially disgusted with myself, but I threw a hail mary and asked her, "hey you looking to have some fun?" She laughed, almost incredulously, and said, "you want to mess around with an amputee? I was like, "hey I'm not judging. " Long story short, we park down the street (I follow her and pull up VERY close to her driver side door), she somehow ditches her crutches and hops into my passenger seat, and we negotiate a quick. 4 bbj. Next thing you know, I'm grabbing a rubber and slamming her doggy style in my back seat. Her stub was definitely a weird thing, but it had crazy flexibility. Don't mean to date myself here, but she was rotating that thing around and moving it in so many different angles that she reminded me of Chun Li from that 1990's Street Fighter II video game.

I suddenly kind of gain some perspective on the situation and think to myself, "what do I have to lose?" so I ask if I can put it in her butt. No joke, she tells me she's never done it, but I'm welcomed to try if I go slow. Lo and behold, this girl ends up getting off multiple times, including when I'm doing her in the latter position, and I end up taking the rubber off and finishing in her mouth. She asks for my number, and we make some small talk, but I'm so repulsed by why I've just done on a pure principle level that I end up conversing with her long enough in an attempt to deliberately get her to forget she asked for my number in the first place. Of course that works, and we part ways. Meanwhile, I finally check my phone which I had stored in a safe place and I've got the expected 7 calls and 2 blabbering VMs from Crystal. Oh well. All in a night's work. What a fucking random night. Honestly, you can't make it up.

-MILF Man.[/QUOTE]That is cool and I am sure it's true! Moral of the story? Told to me by an ol black dude known in the entertainment industry! Never bring sand to the beach! Good show, well played and I'm sure a 1 x deal but yea when in rome! Great and tx 4 sharing!

[QUOTE=Milfseeker21;2749803]Mid-morning Friday I run into Crystal around Cic and 47th. She's so hit or miss, not only with the times she's out, but the service she provides. She insists she finally has a consistently working number, and today's bbj was on point so I took her digits and said maybe I'll try you late tonight when I'm done with my Friday evening plans.

Fast forward to around 2 am and I get in touch with her. I make the drive out her way, and of course when I text / call to let her know I'm 5 minutes away, I can't get in touch. I pull into the Midway Gas to grab a gatorade, and the first thing I notice is a great ass on a girl at the counter. As my eyes come into focus on the rest of her, I notice she has a weird set of crutches that almost looked like braces you'd see on someone with Polio. I grab my drink, overhear her talking to the foreign clerk about the Powerball Jackpot, and notice she is an amputee below her left leg. Other than that, she seems to be an early 30's, really decent looking brunette. She was super personable and laughing with the clerk, and before she hobbles off she gives me a look and smiles. I quickly pay for my beverage, and get back to the lot, where I notice there's only a couple of cars, and, go figure, she's getting into hers alone. I guess because she has her whole right leg, she's permitted to drive.

Honestly, I don't know what came over me, and I'm still partially disgusted with myself, but I threw a hail mary and asked her, "hey you looking to have some fun?" She laughed, almost incredulously, and said, "you want to mess around with an amputee? I was like, "hey I'm not judging. " Long story short, we park down the street (I follow her and pull up VERY close to her driver side door), she somehow ditches her crutches and hops into my passenger seat, and we negotiate a quick. 4 bbj. Next thing you know, I'm grabbing a rubber and slamming her doggy style in my back seat. Her stub was definitely a weird thing, but it had crazy flexibility. Don't mean to date myself here, but she was rotating that thing around and moving it in so many different angles that she reminded me of Chun Li from that 1990's Street Fighter II video game.

I suddenly kind of gain some perspective on the situation and think to myself, "what do I have to lose?" so I ask if I can put it in her butt. No joke, she tells me she's never done it, but I'm welcomed to try if I go slow. Lo and behold, this girl ends up getting off multiple times, including when I'm doing her in the latter position, and I end up taking the rubber off and finishing in her mouth. She asks for my number, and we make some small talk, but I'm so repulsed by why I've just done on a pure principle level that I end up conversing with her long enough in an attempt to deliberately get her to forget she asked for my number in the first place. Of course that works, and we part ways. Meanwhile, I finally check my phone which I had stored in a safe place and I've got the expected 7 calls and 2 blabbering VMs from Crystal. Oh well. All in a night's work. What a fucking random night. Honestly, you can't make it up.

-MILF Man.[/QUOTE]Nice! At least something worked out. No judgement here either man because if opportunities happen why not go for it. I would have puss out and left without saying anything so credit to you. Wish I could try my luck with her LOL.

Anyone familiar with Shannon from around the North and Pulaski area? She is thin, around 5'7", irish with dirty blonde hair. Great service and very personable. Her dad made the news on some art scandal back several years ago. Last I heard she was with a dealer boyfriend, but not sure how well that worked out as she was looking to get away from him.

[QUOTE=Milfseeker21;2749803]Mid-morning Friday I run into Crystal around Cic and 47th. She's so hit or miss, not only with the times she's out, but the service she provides. She insists she finally has a consistently working number, and today's bbj was on point so I took her digits and said maybe I'll try you late tonight when I'm done with my Friday evening plans.

Fast forward to around 2 am and I get in touch with her. I make the drive out her way, and of course when I text / call to let her know I'm 5 minutes away, I can't get in touch. I pull into the Midway Gas to grab a gatorade, and the first thing I notice is a great ass on a girl at the counter. As my eyes come into focus on the rest of her, I notice she has a weird set of crutches that almost looked like braces you'd see on someone with Polio. I grab my drink, overhear her talking to the foreign clerk about the Powerball Jackpot, and notice she is an amputee below her left leg. Other than that, she seems to be an early 30's, really decent looking brunette. She was super personable and laughing with the clerk, and before she hobbles off she gives me a look and smiles. I quickly pay for my beverage, and get back to the lot, where I notice there's only a couple of cars, and, go figure, she's getting into hers alone. I guess because she has her whole right leg, she's permitted to drive.

Honestly, I don't know what came over me, and I'm still partially disgusted with myself, but I threw a hail mary and asked her, "hey you looking to have some fun?" She laughed, almost incredulously, and said, "you want to mess around with an amputee? I was like, "hey I'm not judging. " Long story short, we park down the street (I follow her and pull up VERY close to her driver side door), she somehow ditches her crutches and hops into my passenger seat, and we negotiate a quick. 4 bbj. Next thing you know, I'm grabbing a rubber and slamming her doggy style in my back seat. Her stub was definitely a weird thing, but it had crazy flexibility. Don't mean to date myself here, but she was rotating that thing around and moving it in so many different angles that she reminded me of Chun Li from that 1990's Street Fighter II video game.

I suddenly kind of gain some perspective on the situation and think to myself, "what do I have to lose?" so I ask if I can put it in her butt. No joke, she tells me she's never done it, but I'm welcomed to try if I go slow. Lo and behold, this girl ends up getting off multiple times, including when I'm doing her in the latter position, and I end up taking the rubber off and finishing in her mouth. She asks for my number, and we make some small talk, but I'm so repulsed by why I've just done on a pure principle level that I end up conversing with her long enough in an attempt to deliberately get her to forget she asked for my number in the first place. Of course that works, and we part ways. Meanwhile, I finally check my phone which I had stored in a safe place and I've got the expected 7 calls and 2 blabbering VMs from Crystal. Oh well. All in a night's work. What a fucking random night. Honestly, you can't make it up.

-MILF Man.[/QUOTE]So you can't get in touch with the amputee or share any other info? Damn.

[QUOTE=Milfseeker21;2749803]Mid-morning Friday I run into Crystal around Cic and 47th. She's so hit or miss, not only with the times she's out, but the service she provides. She insists she finally has a consistently working number, and today's bbj was on point so I took her digits and said maybe I'll try you late tonight when I'm done with my Friday evening plans.

Fast forward to around 2 am and I get in touch with her. I make the drive out her way, and of course when I text / call to let her know I'm 5 minutes away, I can't get in touch. I pull into the Midway Gas to grab a gatorade, and the first thing I notice is a great ass on a girl at the counter. As my eyes come into focus on the rest of her, I notice she has a weird set of crutches that almost looked like braces you'd see on someone with Polio. I grab my drink, overhear her talking to the foreign clerk about the Powerball Jackpot, and notice she is an amputee below her left leg. Other than that, she seems to be an early 30's, really decent looking brunette. She was super personable and laughing with the clerk, and before she hobbles off she gives me a look and smiles. I quickly pay for my beverage, and get back to the lot, where I notice there's only a couple of cars, and, go figure, she's getting into hers alone. I guess because she has her whole right leg, she's permitted to drive.

Honestly, I don't know what came over me, and I'm still partially disgusted with myself, but I threw a hail mary and asked her, "hey you looking to have some fun?" She laughed, almost incredulously, and said, "you want to mess around with an amputee? I was like, "hey I'm not judging. " Long story short, we park down the street (I follow her and pull up VERY close to her driver side door), she somehow ditches her crutches and hops into my passenger seat, and we negotiate a quick. 4 bbj. Next thing you know, I'm grabbing a rubber and slamming her doggy style in my back seat. Her stub was definitely a weird thing, but it had crazy flexibility. Don't mean to date myself here, but she was rotating that thing around and moving it in so many different angles that she reminded me of Chun Li from that 1990's Street Fighter II video game.

I suddenly kind of gain some perspective on the situation and think to myself, "what do I have to lose?" so I ask if I can put it in her butt. No joke, she tells me she's never done it, but I'm welcomed to try if I go slow. Lo and behold, this girl ends up getting off multiple times, including when I'm doing her in the latter position, and I end up taking the rubber off and finishing in her mouth. She asks for my number, and we make some small talk, but I'm so repulsed by why I've just done on a pure principle level that I end up conversing with her long enough in an attempt to deliberately get her to forget she asked for my number in the first place. Of course that works, and we part ways. Meanwhile, I finally check my phone which I had stored in a safe place and I've got the expected 7 calls and 2 blabbering VMs from Crystal. Oh well. All in a night's work. What a fucking random night. Honestly, you can't make it up.

-MILF Man.[/QUOTE]What a riveting story. You should have got the number though.

[QUOTE=Milfseeker21;2749803]Mid-morning Friday I run into Crystal around Cic and 47th. She's so hit or miss, not only with the times she's out, but the service she provides. She insists she finally has a consistently working number, and today's bbj was on point so I took her digits and said maybe I'll try you late tonight when I'm done with my Friday evening plans.

Fast forward to around 2 am and I get in touch with her. I make the drive out her way, and of course when I text / call to let her know I'm 5 minutes away, I can't get in touch. I pull into the Midway Gas to grab a gatorade, and the first thing I notice is a great ass on a girl at the counter. As my eyes come into focus on the rest of her, I notice she has a weird set of crutches that almost looked like braces you'd see on someone with Polio. I grab my drink, overhear her talking to the foreign clerk about the Powerball Jackpot, and notice she is an amputee below her left leg. Other than that, she seems to be an early 30's, really decent looking brunette. She was super personable and laughing with the clerk, and before she hobbles off she gives me a look and smiles. I quickly pay for my beverage, and get back to the lot, where I notice there's only a couple of cars, and, go figure, she's getting into hers alone. I guess because she has her whole right leg, she's permitted to drive.

Honestly, I don't know what came over me, and I'm still partially disgusted with myself, but I threw a hail mary and asked her, "hey you looking to have some fun?" She laughed, almost incredulously, and said, "you want to mess around with an amputee? I was like, "hey I'm not judging. " Long story short, we park down the street (I follow her and pull up VERY close to her driver side door), she somehow ditches her crutches and hops into my passenger seat, and we negotiate a quick. 4 bbj. Next thing you know, I'm grabbing a rubber and slamming her doggy style in my back seat. Her stub was definitely a weird thing, but it had crazy flexibility. Don't mean to date myself here, but she was rotating that thing around and moving it in so many different angles that she reminded me of Chun Li from that 1990's Street Fighter II video game.

I suddenly kind of gain some perspective on the situation and think to myself, "what do I have to lose?" so I ask if I can put it in her butt. No joke, she tells me she's never done it, but I'm welcomed to try if I go slow. Lo and behold, this girl ends up getting off multiple times, including when I'm doing her in the latter position, and I end up taking the rubber off and finishing in her mouth. She asks for my number, and we make some small talk, but I'm so repulsed by why I've just done on a pure principle level that I end up conversing with her long enough in an attempt to deliberately get her to forget she asked for my number in the first place. Of course that works, and we part ways. Meanwhile, I finally check my phone which I had stored in a safe place and I've got the expected 7 calls and 2 blabbering VMs from Crystal. Oh well. All in a night's work. What a fucking random night. Honestly, you can't make it up.

-MILF Man.[/QUOTE]And her name was. Eileen.

[QUOTE=Explorer8;2750273]Anyone familiar with Shannon from around the North and Pulaski area? She is thin, around 5'7", irish with dirty blonde hair. Great service and very personable. Her dad made the news on some art scandal back several years ago. Last I heard she was with a dealer boyfriend, but not sure how well that worked out as she was looking to get away from him.[/QUOTE]Was probably Shannon out this evening about 10 pm. She was all bundled up so I couldn't tell for sure. Was hanging with 2 Hispanic guys and possibly another girl at the bus stop. Shannon was pacing so I know she was looking. The others were stationary.

She had huge either mascara under her eyes, or runs from the cold / tears.

Did not partake because of the other company and raccoon eyes.

Anyone have new number for jolene? Met her like 4 months ago by 48 cic, said she stay by nor and pul. Number I have is now disconnected. She's petite, looks white asian mix. Pm me if any info.

[QUOTE=HardwareMan42;2751864]And her name was. Eileen.[/QUOTE]Yes, I think I know her: Eileen Dover.

And he said, as she approached his car: "hop in".

Honestly, though, this whole story has me stumped.

I'll just see myself out now.

[QUOTE=HoHoHo;2752062]Anyone have new number for jolene? Met her like 4 months ago by 48 cic, said she stay by nor and pul. Number I have is now disconnected. She's petite, looks white asian mix. Pm me if any info.[/QUOTE]Just had a dream last week with her on '5'.

[QUOTE=SluggaP;2752467]Just had a dream last week with her on '5'.[/QUOTE]You got digits?