Deaf provider Vernor area
She's been around for at least a few years -- I've picked her up maybe 3 or 4 times. She's super nice. I never tried haggling, I've just always given her the going rate for that stroll (i.e. .2) Her brother watches her back (she introduced him when I dropped her off) and I noticed no sketchiness from either one.
AFAIK, she's not into drugs at all, at least I've never seen any of the telltales (the up-for-3-days wobble, face picking, etc.) and of course, the number one benefit of her being deaf -- she'll never start messing around with your radio, lol.
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So I venture over to Vernor and Woodmere to avoid striking out. I drive from the gas station to the bank/shop area and dont really see anything obvious. On my 2nd trip I notice a cute wsw walking with fairly tight gray sweat pants. fairly thick thighs, but very eye pleasing from my car. She was walking near the stores, so wasn't sure she was working. My hodar kind of went off but I kept going and turned around- then I see her standing on the corner. I pull down a side street and she gets in. The girl is DEAF. Can't hear anything. Says she wants to make money. Looks older and less attractive than from the street- maybe 37 years old and a 5 on the scale. Upon first inspection I thought she'd be a 7. She has a heavy accent- not sure if its russian or hispanic or what. Says her name is Saleen. Well mannered and she looks like she could be a housekeeper. No obvious drug use and she looks new at this.
I was bored so I tried bargaining for my intellectual pleasure- for you bargain hunters F/S can be had for .10 I opted for head service which was fairly good. You'll know if you picked this one up because she is deaf- first time i ever came across that. The area seems fairly safe and easy to navigate- as soon as i dropped this girl off a big rig scooped her right up.[/QUOTE]
Jay at vernor and woodmere
Has anyone ever had a dream of Jay shorter gal light brown hair decent rack? Any info would be appreciated.
RC
I had a similar experience a number of years ago.
Wow, when reading your report it reminded me of a horrible experience that I had about 6 years ago in Detroit. I had picked up a spinner WSW on michigan street at Livernois. Very good looking. We proceeded to a No-Tel and proceeded to take care of business. After taking care of me (very good I may add) she excused herself to the bathroom. When she came out she was acting crazy, all wild and stuff. She then passed out on the floor. Nude, spread eagle. I was freaking out. I did not know what to do. After about an hour and a half she came to. I asked her to dress so that I could take her back and drop her off. She was incredulous. She demanded that I take her to a drug house so that she could get a fix. I told her that I would. We proceeded to leave. Upon her and I leaving the room I turned around and ran back into my room where I proceeded to lock and dead bolt the door. This little B@tch proceeded to pound on my door for about 20 minutes, demanding and telling me that she was calling LE, Yada, Yada, Yada. I left her out there. She could have done what ever she wanted. She finally left and the worse day of my life was over. Your story brought those bad memories flooding in.
Guys be very, very careful out there,
Adman
This mess all started around 11 p.m.. She passed out after the deed and thats when everything went to shit. I really could of done anything I wanted, but what I wanted was to go home. Driving around the hood at that time tended to get a lot of stares from LE that would pass by. I decided to get the hell out of there and went up to a friend house in Troy. I hung out there with her sleeping in the car for about an hour before he kicked me out. He said he dint want to get involved with my escapades. About an hour later,driving around Warren, she came to and wanted to go to a friends house for a minute, I am thinking great news. She got out of the car and made me promise to wait for her. The moment she got into the house I bolted. I figure I had waited for her long enough and it was pushing 3:30AM. While fun at first, the night became a real drag in the end! I would probably see her again. I would however bring a bucket of water just in case I had to wake her up. The funny thing is this is not the first time this has happened to me.
More Stories! I've got a million of 'em!
Ever had the SW try to go through your pockets while she's on her knees servicing you? Has happened to me a few times, and have learned to prepare for such stunts. Once it happened at the Viking, when I caught her and removed her fingers from my pockets, she stated screaming that I was trying to kill her! She attacked me and I pushed her away, and ran out of the room. Outside two young guys came at me, and I fended them off with a folding chair until I could get inside my car and drive off.
I don't do the SW scene anymore after a 30+ year career. Too much LE, crack, disease, and total lack of work ethic given by the providers. I still dream of the days of Anderson's Gardens, Willis Show Bar, and factory girls who wanted to earn a little overtime money on the side.
Nowadays, the SCs are too expensive for little play, so I save up for the AMPs on occasion. My two cents worth, thanks for listening
Re - More Stories! I've got a million of 'em!
Anderson's Gardens was great. I picked up a girl one time, and she got in my pocket while doing me in the car. I didn't figure it out until she was dropped off. Then I was sitting at the bar in Saabs, and she walks in with a carry out tray and sits down. I was a little drunk, and still pissed, and I walked right to her and started screaming as I took a swing at the carry out and sent it flying across the room. Then I walked out of the bar, and the owner, Andy, follows me out and says "where you going?", like there was no reason for me to leave. I came back in 15 minutes, tipped the person who cleaned up the "fast food". They all just assumed I had a good reason for doing what I did.
The girls will try to get in your pockets! When I'm at a motel, if I have to pee I ask the girl to hold my pecker for me. They might think its because I get some kind of kinky thrill from it, but the reason is so they can't go through my pockets while I'm in the john.