Blonde Tammy and Vicki w / red hair.
If it's the same Tammy I remember, she was a very pretty, thin blonde, and had a heart condition. She was a nice girl. She never tried to get over on anyone.
And Vicki w / red hair. OMG she was skilled. She was always fun, and liked to swallow. I was surprised she did it without asking the first time I was with her. The first time I saw Vicki was back when I started in our perverted hobby. I just missed scooping her by 10 seconds. Another monger got to her first. I then drove around for hours hoping to see her again. Later that day I scored. Vicki had a smoking hot body. I like redheads. She was a real treat to be with. She had a sister named Cat that often had an attitude. Cat usually tried to up sell and always asked for tips. Cat's boyfriend got mad at her one time, threw gasoline on her, and lit her on fire. How sick is that? I dated Cat after this happened. I had not yet learned of her misfortune. It was night time. I didn't notice that her hand was missing some fingers from the assault, or the burn scars on her face and neck. She, of course, passed away shortly thereafter. Who would want to live like that? Drugs were her way out of that nightmare. Cat had a petite friend also named Cathy or Kathy. They dated together. They went by big Cathy and little Kathy, so people would know which one you were talking about. I had a menage with the two Cathys at a no-tell. It was easily the best three way I ever had.
My favorite was Melanie. She was about 18 when I met her on Carey Street after a poker game. She had a baby face, was thin, and was easily the prettiest girl on the circuit. Melanie was always friendly and anxious to please. I could have fallen in love with Melanie. Her upbeat demeanor always made me feel special. What a sweet girl. I heard this story from two of her friends. Melanie OD'ed during that time when dealers were selling H mixed with rat poison and Scopolamine. She passed out. Her friends drove her to Franklin Square at midnight, and left her outside the emergency entrance. They assumed she'd quickly be discovered. She wasn't. It was January. She spent the entire night outside in the freezing cold, and went into a coma. 5 weeks later she died at the hospital. She and I once talked about hooking up and moving out of Baltimore. In hindsight, I wish we had done it. If I could go back in time, I would take her away from this life in a heartbeat. She deserved better.
Those were the Golden Days of mongering. Then you'd see 20-30 girls hanging out the doors of their rooms at the Wagon Wheel or other hotels along Pulaski Hwy. Wow, what a time to be a monger. Well, that's enough of my walk down memory lane. These girls lead very hard lives. The least we can do is treat them with some kindness and respect when we interact with them.
Do any of you remember Melanie? Who was your favorite back then?
Baltoman.
[QUOTE=Mairj23;1573563]Vickie had red hair right?[/QUOTE]