Downtown LA

An investigative reporter stumbled upon a possible WSW today about 2pm. Seemed a little lost and she stumbled around a couple blocks after which she disappeared. Two passes provoked no eye contact.

Let's ask people on the street. Does anyone recognize this beauty? If those on the streets should find her, and affirm her status, please pass her number forward.

Reporter would like to ad that while transcribing this brief he was approached and propositioned by a 60 yo LSW. Her boobs hung low almost to her knees on her small 4'6" frame.

Jaja ja no gracias. Aqui estas uno dollar.

And thus ends another James Wood report.

[QUOTE=Christophe1; 1489670]Reading old posts and found this picture. She is out there everytime I cruised this track around night fall. Talked to her once 2 months ago and she said. 3 but passed on as not my type.

[ATTACH=CONFIG]185547[/ATTACH][/QUOTE]Yep, I've dated Hollywood before. First time I picked her up was on a very cold winter night about 2 yrs ago. She was very nice and provided an incredible BBBJ. I even took her home a few times and she spent the night. I let her use my computer so she could check her facebook and contact her friends in jail. She was very sweet and never once did she try to steal anything. Well, last time I saw her a about six months ago. She was not the same person. I guess she has a pimp or BF now. I felt rush and I was like fuck this. I was very disappointed. I actually kind of liked her.

I've been reading all the posts on this thread and find that I have seen many of the same girls like MJ, Hollywood, and Sonia. I don't engage in my hobby much anymore. Last time I drove by JW was about three months ago and I picked up on Megan. I saw her limping through the street so I offered her a ride. I knew she was a SW but I was really trying to help her out and maybe help myself out. LOL! I even bough her a knee brace for her leg. Anyway, she is Swedish, pretty and thick. She had done some porn and tells me that she gives an awesome BJ. I was like yea right. So we parked off Olympic and she goes to work. OMG, the best PSE BBBJ I ever got. I was in shock. Needless to say, I blew in now time. I've seen her only twice and wow. She is the real deal. I didn't ask her amout her leg because I didn't want her to think that was an issue. Damage was $20 first time and $40 the second. It's that good.

I was at it again. I cruised around JW about twenty times tonight. There were a few BSW's and one WSW. I went after the WSW but someone beat me to her so I kept driving around until I found Gloria right on Burlington. She's about 45, tan, and not that bad looking. Her teeth are screwed up but she is a nice and funny person. So of we went for a BBBJ and it was OK. I've seen her before and she always tries to please. Her body is not too bad for being in her 40's. Damage was $30 but I know she would accept 20. Anyway, she told me that LE is in full force so many of the girls are afraid to come out. She also mentioned that Hollywood was pregnant by a trick and had her baby a few months ago. I did drive by western and saw a few hotties being harrased by police. I even saw this thick WSW on Sunset in little Armenia. She had a nice booty. There was too much heat so I left.

[QUOTE=DinoBravito;1506618]I went after the WSW but someone beat me to her so I kept driving around until I found Gloria right on Burlington. She's about 45, tan, and not that bad looking. Her teeth are screwed up but she is a nice and funny person.[/QUOTE]Was she from Valencia?

Last week I mistakenly picked up a WSW on Beacon and 8th. I had never seen her before so I swooped and scooped. Then I noticed that she was a slim WSW in her late 40's with tanned, sun ravaged skin, and when she smiled it revealed the teeth of a smoker.

OH YEAH, and she was on SOMETHING "I'm lost can you help me find my uncle? He's got my purse, phone and clothes."

"Sure, where is he?"

"He's on B street. If you help me find him I will give you a BJ." At this point I am kind of like, um maybe, but I decided to help her anyways. "There is no B street in LA," I responded as I drove off to figure out where she needed to go. All the while, I thought uncle is code word for pimp. I took her to a couple places in which the roads begin with the letter B. None of which looked familiar to her. I finally stopped and pulled out the android maps and scrolled the area.

"Can I use your phone? I want to call my daughter."

I gave her my phone after I dialed the number. No answer. Then I dialed her uncle's number. No answer. Then I dialed her phone number and she left a message.

"Ok," she said, "can you take me to where I can buy crack. I know a place by the subway station. I got money (She pulled out a couple 20s). Then I will blow you real good. You can trust me, I'm from Valencia."

At this point it was a little comical. I thought to myself that there was no way she could find crack at the subway station. Anyways, I proceeded to a parking lot by the subway station.

"Wait here, I'm leaving my clothes and bag. Don't leave." She sees a well dressed black dude and turns to me, "You think he sells crack?"

I almost busted out laughing cause dude was a businessman! "I said, no! Shhhh! Don't scream at him. He doesn't sell crack." She leaves and I checked emails. My bladder felt like it was going to bust. With urgency I went down the escalator to find a bathroom. When I came back she was frantically looking for me. Obviously lost again. I screamed her name, "Martha, over here!"

We got in my car. She said, "I couldn't find any crack, can you take me to the park (McArthur Park I presume). I imagined she could score a sack there, so I declined. Then my phone rang and it was her uncle. He was hard of hearing. She got on the phone and started crying about how she was lost. He chastised her for being so stupid and having left the building. Then he told her to meet him at the Comfort Inn. She turned to me with a druggie happy face and said, "Ohhhh, he has pills. Xanax and stuff. That will make me feel real good."

So, I took her back to F-ing Beacon where our journey began over an hour ago. She pulled out her breast upon my request, squeezed them and then gets out of my car. I waited and this old white guy rides up on his bicycle. They started yelling at each other and he said," you stupid beech. I live in that building!" He pointed to the convalescent home on the corner of 8th and Beacon half a block away.

Palm to Forehead - Good Grief.

P.S. Later that night I got a call from Martha's daughter and she was lost again. CRACKHEADS!

[QUOTE=Christophe1; 1507794]Was she from Valencia?

Last week I mistakenly picked up a WSW on Beacon and 8th. I had never seen her before so I swooped and scooped. Then I noticed that she was a slim WSW in her late 40's with tanned, sun ravaged skin, and when she smiled it revealed the teeth of a smoker.

OH YEAH, and she was on SOMETHING "I'm lost can you help me find my uncle? He's got my purse, phone and clothes."

"Sure, where is he?"

"He's on B street. If you help me find him I will give you a BJ." At this point I am kind of like, um maybe, but I decided to help her anyways."There is no B street in LA," I responded as I drove off to figure out where she needed to go. All the while, I thought uncle is code word for pimp. I took her to a couple places in which the roads begin with the letter B. None of which looked familiar to her. I finally stopped and pulled out the android maps and scrolled the area.

"Can I use your phone? I want to call my daughter."

I gave her my phone after I dialed the number. No answer. Then I dialed her uncle's number. No answer. Then I dialed her phone number and she left a message.

"Ok," she said,"can you take me to where I can buy crack. I know a place by the subway station. I got money (She pulled out a couple 20s). Then I will blow you real good. You can trust me, I'm from Valencia."

At this point it was a little comical. I thought to myself that there was no way she could find crack at the subway station. Anyways, I proceeded to a parking lot by the subway station.

"Wait here, I'm leaving my clothes and bag. Don't leave." She sees a well dressed black dude and turns to me,"You think he sells crack?"

I almost busted out laughing cause dude was a businessman!"I said, no! Shhhh! Don't scream at him. He doesn't sell crack." She leaves and I checked emails. My bladder felt like it was going to bust. With urgency I went down the escalator to find a bathroom. When I came back she was frantically looking for me. Obviously lost again. I screamed her name,"Martha, over here!"

We got in my car. She said,"I couldn't find any crack, can you take me to the park (McArthur Park I presume). I imagined she could score a sack there, so I declined. Then my phone rang and it was her uncle. He was hard of hearing. She got on the phone and started crying about how she was lost. He chastised her for being so stupid and having left the building. Then he told her to meet him at the Comfort Inn. She turned to me with a druggie happy face and said,"Ohhhh, he has pills. Xanax and stuff. That will make me feel real good."

So, I took her back to F-ing Beacon where our journey began over an hour ago. She pulled out her breast upon my request, squeezed them and then gets out of my car. I waited and this old white guy rides up on his bicycle. They started yelling at each other and he said," you stupid beech. I live in that building!" He pointed to the convalescent home on the corner of 8th and Beacon half a block away.

Palm to Forehead. Good Grief.

P. S. Later that night I got a call from Martha's daughter and she was lost again. CRACKHEADS![/QUOTE]LOL, I have nothing important to add, but that was one of the funniest stories I've read on these boards so far.

[QUOTE=Christophe1;1507794]Then I will blow you real good. You can trust me, I'm from Valencia."[/QUOTE]Does the Valencia school district prepare their students for sucking cock in LA? Really?

Any truth to this?

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[QUOTE=DropFrame;1508085]Here is the proof. There are never any ads to fuck in Valencia, only BJ's[/QUOTE]Just because someone does something often does not mean they do it well.

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[QUOTE=Christophe1; 1507794]Was she from Valencia?

Last week I mistakenly picked up a WSW on Beacon and 8th. I had never seen her before so I swooped and scooped. Then I noticed that she was a slim WSW in her late 40's with tanned, sun ravaged skin, and when she smiled it revealed the teeth of a smoker.

OH YEAH, and she was on SOMETHING "I'm lost can you help me find my uncle? He's got my purse, phone and clothes."

"Sure, where is he?"

"He's on B street. If you help me find him I will give you a BJ." At this point I am kind of like, um maybe, but I decided to help her anyways."There is no B street in LA," I responded as I drove off to figure out where she needed to go. All the while, I thought uncle is code word for pimp. I took her to a couple places in which the roads begin with the letter B. None of which looked familiar to her. I finally stopped and pulled out the android maps and scrolled the area.

"Can I use your phone? I want to call my daughter."

I gave her my phone after I dialed the number. No answer. Then I dialed her uncle's number. No answer. Then I dialed her phone number and she left a message.

"Ok," she said,"can you take me to where I can buy crack. I know a place by the subway station. I got money (She pulled out a couple 20s). Then I will blow you real good. You can trust me, I'm from Valencia."

At this point it was a little comical. I thought to myself that there was no way she could find crack at the subway station. Anyways, I proceeded to a parking lot by the subway station.

"Wait here, I'm leaving my clothes and bag. Don't leave." She sees a well dressed black dude and turns to me,"You think he sells crack?"

I almost busted out laughing cause dude was a businessman!"I said, no! Shhhh! Don't scream at him. He doesn't sell crack." She leaves and I checked emails. My bladder felt like it was going to bust. With urgency I went down the escalator to find a bathroom. When I came back she was frantically looking for me. Obviously lost again. I screamed her name,"Martha, over here!"

We got in my car. She said,"I couldn't find any crack, can you take me to the park (McArthur Park I presume). I imagined she could score a sack there, so I declined. Then my phone rang and it was her uncle. He was hard of hearing. She got on the phone and started crying about how she was lost. He chastised her for being so stupid and having left the building. Then he told her to meet him at the Comfort Inn. She turned to me with a druggie happy face and said,"Ohhhh, he has pills. Xanax and stuff. That will make me feel real good."

So, I took her back to F-ing Beacon where our journey began over an hour ago. She pulled out her breast upon my request, squeezed them and then gets out of my car. I waited and this old white guy rides up on his bicycle. They started yelling at each other and he said," you stupid beech. I live in that building!" He pointed to the convalescent home on the corner of 8th and Beacon half a block away.

Palm to Forehead. Good Grief.

P. S. Later that night I got a call from Martha's daughter and she was lost again. CRACKHEADS![/QUOTE]Nah, she's from South Central, right off Fig. She gives BJs and gets high all night before going home in the morning. I wonder who this Martha is. You find very some interesting people on those streets. The other night I was at the 7-11 on Burlington and some lady asked me if I wanted to fuck her daughter in their trailer. I just didn't feel right and declined.

[QUOTE=Sucker Bill;1499453]Which Ursula is this? I think there's two down there. There's one who usually hangs around closer to the 101.[/QUOTE]Yeah Bill. I was wondering about that too. And you might be right, though I've never seen working girls by the 101. Perhaps I should check it out.

[QUOTE=DinoBravito;1506618]I was at it again. I cruised around JW about twenty times tonight. There were a few BSW's and one WSW. I went after the WSW but someone beat me to her so I kept driving around until I found Gloria right on Burlington. She's about 45, tan, and not that bad looking. Her teeth are screwed up but she is a nice and funny person. So of we went for a BBBJ and it was OK. I've seen her before and she always tries to please. Her body is not too bad for being in her 40's. Damage was $30 but I know she would accept 20. Anyway, she told me that LE is in full force so many of the girls are afraid to come out. She also mentioned that Hollywood was pregnant by a trick and had her baby a few months ago. I did drive by western and saw a few hotties being harrased by police. I even saw this thick WSW on Sunset in little Armenia. She had a nice booty. There was too much heat so I left.[/QUOTE]When is a good time to find Gloria? I haven't seen her in months. I was pleasantly surprised when I first picked her up. She will tell you the most insane stories, but when she starts sucking, she aims to please.

[QUOTE=Cruiser1362;1509719]Yeah Bill. I was wondering about that too. And you might be right, though I've never seen working girls by the 101. Perhaps I should check it out.[/QUOTE]There used to be a good helping of girls by the 101, even when the Rampart station was nice and close by. There are rarely girls there now.

[QUOTE=Sucker Bill;1511271]When is a good time to find Gloria? I haven't seen her in months. I was pleasantly surprised when I first picked her up. She will tell you the most insane stories, but when she starts sucking, she aims to please.[/QUOTE]She was outthere this afternoon. I saw her on Union at about 5 pm. She was hanging out with this tall pretty BSW.

So I read that the SW's are comming out earlier in the afternoon so I took a drive through JW and Union. I finally was able to find Mimi right on Garland. She's in her mid 40s and has a nice rack with an incredible ass. She is a bit chubby but that's how I like my women. We agreed on 40 for F / S up in her room. She gives an incredible BBBJ. I will take a few pictures to post next time. She want's extra mola for that. I did see a cute skinny WSW hanging out as well. After Mimi I hooked up with Sonia and ended up at that hotel off Union. As we drove off after doing the deed, a street argument broke out between some gangbangers and a fight broke out. I got the hell out of there fast. It was hot but peacefull afternoon when this broke out. I was just handing out with Sonia who is a 40 why / o LSW who holds a black belt. She has a beautiful built with a nice butt and legs. She is not very pretty but does have nice hazel eyes. So I got to stop visiting this site.