Have you heard of google maps?
[QUOTE=BillyDaGoat;4516634]What street to go on? To get lucky I try searching k ave but don't know where that is. I'm not from philly.[/QUOTE]I don't mean to sound harsh but in you can find this site you should be able to find google maps or map quest online.
K Avenue is short for Kensington Avenue
[QUOTE=BillyDaGoat;4516634]What street to go on? To get lucky I try searching k ave but don't know where that is. I'm not from philly.[/QUOTE]It dawned on me this newbie doesn't know that K Ave is Kensington Avenue. Drive down Kensington, its a virtual supermarket of SW's, all types, all hours. But if you are truly new to this hobby, spend some time reading and memorizing the 22 rules for mongering in the Hot links on the left hand side of the front page of this site. No one out there is bullet proof and all you can do is minimize the risk, its never eliminated. Trust me when I tell you that those 22 rules will save you from yourself if you just follow them every time.
What did I get myself into?
Seeking head ache relief on K Avenue and I spot a decent looking WSW, decent body to boot so I circle the block and come back to make the scoop. On our way to a secluded spot, I was just making small talk and she broke down crying telling me how she just lost her man when he overdosed on cocaine, fell and split his head on the bath tube where she came home to find him.
She was just sobbing so I told her that look, I am happy to just to circle back and drop you, our potential transaction has to be a much lower priority in the overall scheme of life. Then she starts crying harder telling me that she really needs the money just to get back home and get a bite to eat. Even I can be a soft heart at times so I did circle back, gave her half of the donation and cut her loose. She was apologetic and offered to follow thru but I will admit, my heart was no longer in it. I don't know if its bad luck or what but this wasn't what I plan for at all.
Another adventure on K Avenue
Mongering in the cold weather adds a whole new challenge, underneath the coats, hats and gloves, its anybody's guess what she really looks like until its too late, she is sitting in your car. Such was my fate last night on K Avenue when I picked up Mary Beth only to discover she was less than I thought but at that point, I said 'what the hell, let's roll with it'.
So after a lackluster BJ that was so bad I thought I was with my ex-wife, I told her I was going to just drop her off and call it a night. But she spotted her friend on the street and told me to pull over and drop her off right at that spot. I happened to notice her friend was quite attractive so I ask, would your friend be willing to take a spin and lo and behold, she got out of the car to ask her friend. The answer was "yes' so her friend jumped in the front sit, Mary Beth jumped in the back seat (for reasons I didn't know), paid another donation and took another spin on the merry go round with my new found friend working the Johnson while Mary Beth proceeded to unzip her pants and masterbate on her monkey in the back seat. I didn't ask her to do, she just wanted to join in on the fun.
You got to love K Avenue, anything can happen and usually does.
You could be right, but I still doubt it.
First off, when she got in the car we agreed to a specific act for a specific amount. After the sob story, she didn't even ask for any of the donation, the offer to give her half was my idea and it came without stipulation. She countered that she would rather have the full amount and do the deed in the process. But if she were acting, she did such a good job that she talked me out of the transaction and the full amount, I honestly believed that she arrived home to find her dead boyfriend with blood all over the bathroom. I doubt it was an act because she showed no hesitation to do the deed even though I clearly wasn't in the same mood after the story. That's how desperate she was. She would have rather gotten the full donation thru service than getting half at the end of our ride.
[QUOTE=Fffinster;4533207]When I was a kid, a friend and I would go to a couple select areas and play the heart-sob story of how we lost our money to take the bus back home. Most of the time people would give us money to "catch our bus". Sometimes one of us would fake an injury to gain additional sympathy. My point is that it is difficult to know if the person is sincere or a good actor. I wonder how things would have played out if you had offered to drive them "home" and stop at a restaurant on the way.[/QUOTE]