Mirrored glasses and red streak
I saw the mysterious cutie with the mirrored glasses, and red streak in her hair. She was actually standing at a bus stop on mound, close to hague. Circled her twice, she looked but didn't respond, again that gdamn LEO appearance.I got to shake that somehow.
One of those days, Pt I: Heather wsw Sully bottoms
This is the Heather with darker complexion and black hair (in braids tonight) maybe late 20's / early 30's, couldn't really tell. Not bad looking but no prize, either. Made the scoop around Glenwood. She got in and immediately started beefing about being thirsty, needing her inhaler, and not having a place to live. In between all the blahblahblah we agreed on .2 for BBBJ, and headed to a quiet spot. Then she starts coughing. Real nice raspy deep cough with that wheeze in between that tells you there's a lot of gunk in there. Productive, too. Mini-me is having a hard time keeping his head in the game. She starts to work on me, willingly arranges access to FIV and a handful of not-bad be-cups. The oral skills are lacking, though. Just about the time she lungs up a big chunk of phlegm that I can hear SNAPping against the back of her throat, I am thinking the .2 has not really been well spent. About 30 seconds later she stops moving, altogether. Did not take her mouth away from what it was doing, but I think she just kind of fell asleep / passed out. "So where can I drop you off?" . She starts asking if there is ANYTHING, ANYTHING AT ALL I can think of that would persuade me to part with any more hard-earned simoleons. She didn't seem like she'd be a real go-getter in terms of housecleaning or laundry folding, and it's a little dark and late for yard work, so I drew a complete blank. "Sorry! Good luck!
On some level I feel bad for how sick some of these girls get with their addictions, but even so. No # requested, will not repeat.
One of those days, Pt II: Angie wsw Sully bottoms
I was a little put off by an earlier strike out, so I probably should have cut my losses and called it a night. But the sunken cost fallacy makes me stupid, so here I was again. Found Angie around Yale at a little after 2:00 a. Thin, a little hard around the edges, maybe early 30's (or a very hard late 20's), brown hair pulled back.
Made just a couple of turns to find a quiet side street and she started to get real...strident I guess is the word...about "aint goin nowhere til I see some money". And I say goodbye to another .2, in anticipation of a better BBBJ than I had gotten earlier. Then she starts with the rules. No CIM, usually won't do nothin (sic) without a rubber for .2, etc. My usual standard is I will be nice (generous) if service is done with competence and a good attitude. Well, I will hand it to her on the technical skills, but the 'tude was already starting to grate a little. A few minutes in, she allowed as how I had better ought to finish soon. But in kind of a bossy way. I immediately started zipping up and said "where can I drop you?" Screw it, I'm not into it any more. But then she starts with the faux sweetness "what is it baby, what can I do" and so on, wanting to maybe earn a gratuity. My already-faltering attitude just got downright crappy, so I was pretty much done.
I know that what you get out of this hobby depends in large part on what you bring to the table, in terms of the attitude and mood directly affecting the service you get and the overall quality of the experience and whatnot. I could imagine a more satisfactory outcome with this girl, had my mood already not been in the crapper.
But whatever. In hindsight I prolly should have stayed home.
Looking for a couple of regulars
I have been doing the SW thing for over 20 years, and still enjoy the hunt, but I am getting older, and the driving expenses are killing me. I would like to get a couple of good regulars in my pocket. I'm me if you can help, and we can discuss.
Mandy - 30yo wsw Broad bottoms
Started out east, but did not see ANYONE on the Main / Livingston loop, nor south on Parsons. A slow drive up Sully showed TONS of LEO out tonight. Returned down Broad and saw Mandy. Made the scoop between Brehl and Dana (just east of Central). For a while I thought I picked up an additional escort (not the good kind), as 2 CPD cruisers fell in behind me as we drove back up toward the Hilltop. (Oh, hey that reminds me: How many LEO does it take to change a light bulb? None. They will beat the room for being black, and arrest the bulb for being broke. Bah-dum, ch! Got a little freaked out when they both barreled around me and then almost immediately locked up, turning their spotlights on. Turns out they were after some other, actual miscreant, and me and my passenger were not under any scrutiny after all.
Mandy is medium build with perhaps a tad more padding than I find ideal. Not fat, and not particularly squishy, just...a little on the mooshy side. Well proportioned, and her skin does not show the wear and tear of a seasoned drug aficionado. Nice see cups, very long brunette hair, cute-ish face with a hint of a former acne problem. VERY laid back though; great attitude with no drama. Back my quarters, I had a very nice, unrushed session that included a skilled BBBJ, FIV, doggy, mish, and a creampie finish (my choice). .4 with tip, and well worth it. She said "I'm giving you my number" before I even asked for it, and said it was ok to share.
In spite of my strong preference for lean / skinny body type, I could see this one becoming a semi-regular.