My friend's latest two trips to town
My friend's latest two trips- one in May, and one in June- consist of the following experiences:
May.
Hard chronological data:
Summer car date BBBJ 30.
Krissie car date BBBJ BBFS 30.
June.
Hard chronological data:
CiCi car date BBBJ BBFS CIP 40.
Car date BBBJ 20.
Dee Dee car date BBBJ BBFS 40.
My friend whose escapades I've reported on here twice, came into town one May day and picked up Neck. She gave him a one-minute free sample of head, and he agreed to a date. Then, after they parked, she gave him 7 minutes of lousy head and insisted he give her the other $10, which he did, so she made off with $30, when in fact she only had earned $20, and hardly even that. He says he will never pick up Summer again.
Next up was Krissie The Cocksucker. She performed great service for him, switching back and forth between fucking and sucking several times. All of the fucking was done in missionary on the front passenger's seat. Alas, his penchant for masturbation had precluded an orgasm, and he dropped her off and headed home.
He then came into town one June day and picked up CiCi, with me speaking to her on speaker phone, so she doesn't dare to pull any stupid moves. She was a low quality date, giving lackadaisical head, then lying back on his front passenger's seat while he fucked her. Eventually, he pulled out and gave himself manual sex until he was ready to shoot, then he pounded it into her pig twat. Done.
He pulled up to one bish who I said sounds aggressive. I was on speaker phone, and she got offended and walked away. He then admonished me to "not say anything that would offend the hookers". You got it, pal.
The next one he picked up sounded like a bad date, but I followed his rule and didn't apprise him. He later told me that the name she was going by wan't the name she first gave. While he couldn't make out what she'd said, he told me that she had changed and pretended to have the name I said back to her, because I thought she'd given a certain name. So, we don't know her name. This was a very bad date. In the future, I will report what happened on this date; but for now, suffice it to say that she gave 5 minutes of uninspired head, then quit, and he dropped her back off.
I then asked him if he's sure he doesn't want me to say anything that could offend hookers. He answered by reversing his position on that.
Next, he picked up that toothless cocksucker Dee Dee. She gave him uninspired head for 5 minutes, then he fucked her missionary in his passenger's seat, and did not cum. She refused to give him more head after that.
He dropped her off and drove home.
Body Shopper.
The Responsibility Of Johns To Pregnant Streetwalkers
On the average day, a streetwalker doesn't eat a meal; only snacks. Streetwalkers probably eat 3 or 4 meals a week. While one is pregnant, it is our merciful and just duty to purchase meals for her baby. This duty rests primarily upon the shoulders of her regular clients, and secondarily on the rest of her clients. The more intimate your contact with her, the greater your burden. For instance, a John who fucks and shoots inside a slore's pussy has a greater responsibility to buy food for her baby than does a John who gets handjobs. Every slore's baby is a trick baby. It's never her boyfriend's baby.
Did you hear me? Never.
So, while we are pumping these girls full of our sperm and watching the babies pop out left and right, we need to hold ourselves to a high standard of moral conduct. Always purchase food for pregnant hookers. But always make them eat it in front of you, lest they trade it for crack-cocaine. Heck, if you see a pregnant stranger or one you recognize but don't do dates with, and thus you don't trust her in your car, park and hop out and take her to the nearest taco truck and buy her a taco. One taco at a time, though. If she finishes one and wants another, go buy her one. Don't buy a stranger more than one at a time, because it would be super-easy for her to make off with them and go trade them for drugs.
This is part of Body Shopper's creed. Words to live by. We all will die one day, and it's best to do so with a clean conscience.
The Notorious P. I. G. Signing off.
Let's make this world a better place, shall we, gents?
Memories, Women, Batting Averages
I loved shooting into Rose's mouth. I did it so many times. I loved shooting into her pussy. I did that once, and it was one of the greatest experiences of my entire life.
Shooting into Red's pussy for the first time last summer was also among the greatest, most glorious moments of my life. Every time I fuck that woman, I'm in paradise.
I love watching Erika and Jessi wince and grimace in discomfort as I pummel their insides with all of the negativity that exists within me.
I love looking Jamie in the eyes while shooting in her pussy. And I know she loves looking in my eyes while I'm shooting. She captures a piece of me every time she does so. When I shoot and she watches and feels, she wins, and I am subject to her mighty power.
The streets are where we make some of our best memories. These memories are the pleasant thoughts that accompany us through life, and will be still filling our lives with joy and meaning when we die.
I have squirted into Lola's mouth. And Lowly's. And Chevrolet's. And Corinna's on 15th and Lincoln. And Corinna's on 8th and Lincoln. And hundreds of other women.
The two women who currently have the best batting average are Jen and Chevy. For me to consider a woman's batting average, she has to have gone to bat at least 20 times. Until then, there isn't enough statistical material to fully judge her by. Jen on Greenfield, and Chevy on Lincoln, have each done between 20 and 25 dates with me, and made me cum every single time! Here is a shout out to both of these slores!
Erika gets an honorable mention, since over the past 5 months- during which I estimate we've done 25 dates- she's only failed me once. Her overall batting average through the years is probably between 85% and 90%, but over the past 5 months, it's around 96%.
The most fitting canvas for splatterpaint is a drug addict's face.
Cops need their dick sucked, too.
Wives are meant to be cheated on.
A person who lacks the agency to maintain a long-term phone number deserves to have sperm squirted all over her face.
Let's keep pumping cream into these women's holes, shall we, gents?
Body Shopper.
BSW on greenfield Tuesday
Did anyone see the two nice thick BSW'S walking on Tuesday. One had a really short skirt with her ass cheeks hanging out, the other was wearing booty shorts. Circled around a few times but couldn't grab there attention in traffic. Anyone pick them up?
