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[QUOTE=BeanieErik;4673995]So I can't share this story with family members or friends because they'll think I'm a crazy degenerate. You poor slobs will have to do. I was corresponding with a woman from STG on Wednesday, and timing didn't work out. The link is gone. The phone # is 414-207-84* She contacted me yesterday in the AM. I called her to voice verify. This is the only thing I did right. After speaking with her we set up a 2:30 pm appointment. Her incall was off of 60th and Main in West Allis. I went to the address provided, and nobody answered. 1st mistake. She said no, go to the side door. 2nd mistake. As I'm waiting at the door some dude is walking down the sidewalk, and starts running towards me. I knew what was about to happen, so I took off. I'm fast. So I was easily outrunning this drugged out fucktard. 2 problems for me, though. I was in dress shoes in the winter, and I pulled the number 1 horror movie mistake. I looked over my shoulder. As soon as I did that, I slid on some ice and fell on my ass. Hard. Needless to say, he caught up with me and pulled out a 8 inch Bowie knife. WTF? Meanwhile another dude joined the party. So it's this skeevy white guy why gave chase initially, and a skinny black guy standing over me with a couple of knives. They were screaming at me for my money and telling me to strip off my pants. I typically keep money in all four pockets for safety reasons, and tossed cash from two of my pockets. I had the presence of mind to only pitch out 60 into the alley. They were still yelling at me to take off my pants. I told them to fuck off and they got what they came for. Then he grabbed my phone. Shit. This all lasted about 90 seconds. It felt like forever. Once they took off, I got up and followed them.
I hopped in my car which I smartly parked around the corner from the supposed meeting spot. I saw where they went, and pulled into the parking lot of their apartment at about 40 mph. I rolled my window down and started screaming I called the police, and they were fucked. They black guy took off, but the white dude was cocky with his big ass knife. I whipped the car around him, and thought for 2 seconds about running him over. Seriously. I didn't, unfortunately. I immediately got on my laptop and tracked my phone. I found out what apartment building this hump lives in, just before I locked out my phone. I'm attaching a few pics the woman sent me. I have already contacted the woman's number from my other phone. I have an appointment tomorrow afternoon. It will include a bear and pepper spray surprise as well as a 300 rpm paintball gun. I know their MO, so this will be very easy to pull off. Wish me luck. Bean out.[/QUOTE]