This needs to be said! Avoid yolanda!
Okay, first and foremost, this might end up being kind of long because full disclosure is absolutely necessary here.
Alright, for starters, I moved to Las Vegas last month, and I vowed never to go to Atlantic City after a nearly dangerous incident happened earlier this year before I left. I'll get into that in a second. This happened around January, I think, but I was too fucking embarrassed to post about it out of fear that you guys might get on me over it.
Now, if you're going to decide to try the SW thing, STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM A BLACK CHICK NAMED YOLANDA! The story with me and homegirl is long and twisted, but MY dumb ass kept going back to her because once you step off the boardwalk, you're literally in drug country. What they don't tell you on TV is that Atlantic City is NOT just the boardwalk. There's a HUUUUUUGE drug problem out there. Pacific Ave is the first stop off the boardwalk. There are a couple strip clubs on Pacific and one gay club I found out about the hard way. There are dudes hanging out on the corners everywhere and SW's walking around when the weather is tolerable. Each and every one of those chicks have a drug problem and it shows.
Now when it comes to Yolanda. This chick is a special case, but she is NOT a representation of ALL black SW's out there. She is in a class by herself. She has a crack issue that she claims to be in rehab over to get away from. That's right. CRACK. But. And I swear, I wish I was joking about this. Among the SW's she has the freaking BEST BODY YOU'RE going to LAY EYES ON! Her ass is AMAZING! I had a ton of pictures, but after what happened that last time, I got rid of everything. I think I posted them in the thread though. Anyway, she always seems "normal" when you meet her. Cool as hell. No headaches. And always tells you to give her "what you can afford". Unfortunately, each and every damn time this chick hits that damn pipe she completely turns into something else. Paranoid as fuck, and quick to run the fuck away at the drop of a hat. Not a snatch and grab at all. Just flat out utter FEAR. And no amount of talking her down is going to work. Something spooks this chick and she takes the fuck off.
So fast forward to my last time seeing her. I got a cheap room on Pacific. She was SUPPOSED TO be staying the night. Things were just fine. She hit that damn pipe, but was still fine for a little while, surprisingly. Now this is going to sound ridiculous. I always travel with rubbers and packets of lube with me, just in case. I went to reach for the lube and she sees the packet and just stops and asked what it was. I told her what it is. This fool focuses on the NAME of the lube and starts to lose her shit. NOT because the name brand was garbage. NOT because it was in a packet and not a small bottle. NO! But because of the name "Oasis" on it. She says, and I quote, "that's the name of an AIDS treatment center". That didn't really effect me, so I told her that it's just lube and told her to look at the thing and see that it said "lube on it". She actually said "No, I can't mess with you, YOU HAVE AIDS". Not only did that catch me off guard, but that shit damn near screwed my SPINE up when she said that. So I said hell the fuck no I DON'T, and you KNOW that. This was once again, her getting spooked and about to run off again. I tried hard as hell to get her to calm down and not do this again. She kept saying "you have AIDS. I'm not trying to catch anything". I told her to open her damn eyes and remember this is ME, and that we have been hooking up for a while now and to calm down and stop acting like this. I'm almost begging at this point, because this time was way more ridiculous than the others. She didn't want to listen and ran out the room damn near naked, leaving me drunk and mad, so I went to clean up and hit the bed.
At about 4 am, I get this loud BANG BANG on the door. It's her. She comes back in demanding money and she has some slim, tall, dark skin zooted out dude with her. She forced her way in while I'm trying to figure out what's going on and started searching my room for MY WALLET. This all happened so fast I didn't really have time to process what was going on and WHO was doing it. She tried to grab the phone in the room to call the front desk. I'm trying to get a hold of the situation and stop her to get her to leave without incident and she wasn't listening and getting angry. THEN the dude tried to come in. That's when I said hell the fuck NO, grabbed a handful of this dude's entire FACE and pushed him right the fuck up out of there and slammed the door leaving me and her inside. After trying my hardest to stop her I just gave her $40 and asked her to leave. She left and I didn't hear anything back. As soon as 6 am came I turned in my key and went back home.
That entire situation could have ended really bad if I believed in carrying guns. So yeah. If you ever decide to do the SW thing. Avoid that chick. She's like the only black SW out there that looks "normal" with a BEAUTIFUL ass. I think she is in her 40's. Fellas, seriously, watch yourselves out there. I hate reading about near-incidents on here. We need these threads to keep EACH OTHER informed and protected. Keep your heads on a swivel, guys.
E. X.
Best bet are Casino girls.
[QUOTE=NYCkid;5364716]I'm coming into town this week anyone have any info on any decent girls? I know there walking near the boardwalk but I rather get a one from that has a decent review and digits. I'm staying at the Borgata thanks in advance.[/QUOTE]Casino Girls.
There easy to spot they are by themselfs by the slot machines, they will give why a look if you go by. Check the forum for how to I D casino girls. They want more for the deed but way cleaner,. P.S. Don't drink anything out in your room, or around them some of these girls will drug you tl get your cash and credit cards. Most are ok. Things are slow in AC so nego a lower rate. Some have GPS.
Exactly why I avoid young ones
[QUOTE=EthanX;5331378]Okay, first and foremost, this might end up being kind of long because full disclosure is absolutely necessary here.
Alright, for starters, I moved to Las Vegas last month, and I vowed never to go to Atlantic City after a nearly dangerous incident happened earlier this year before I left. I'll get into that in a second. This happened around January, I think, but I was too fucking embarrassed to post about it out of fear that you guys might get on me over it.
Now, if you're going to decide to try the SW thing, STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM A BLACK CHICK NAMED YOLANDA! The story with me and homegirl is long and twisted, but MY dumb ass kept going back to her because once you step off the boardwalk, you're literally in drug country. What they don't tell you on TV is that Atlantic City is NOT just the boardwalk. There's a HUUUUUUGE drug problem out there. Pacific Ave is the first stop off the boardwalk. There are a couple strip clubs on Pacific and one gay club I found out about the hard way. There are dudes hanging out on the corners everywhere and SW's walking around when the weather is tolerable. Each and every one of those chicks have a drug problem and it shows.
Now when it comes to Yolanda. This chick is a special case, but she is NOT a representation of ALL black SW's out there. She is in a class by herself. She has a crack issue that she claims to be in rehab over to get away from. That's right. CRACK. But. And I swear, I wish I was joking about this. Among the SW's she has the freaking BEST BODY YOU'RE going to LAY EYES ON! Her ass is AMAZING! I had a ton of pictures, but after what happened that last time, I got rid of everything. I think I posted them in the thread though. Anyway, she always seems "normal" when you meet her. Cool as hell. No headaches. And always tells you to give her "what you can afford". Unfortunately, each and every damn time this chick hits that damn pipe she completely turns into something else. Paranoid as fuck, and quick to run the fuck away at the drop of a hat. Not a snatch and grab at all. Just flat out utter FEAR. And no amount of talking her down is going to work. Something spooks this chick and she takes the fuck off.
So fast forward to my last time seeing her. I got a cheap room on Pacific. She was SUPPOSED TO be staying the night. Things were just fine. She hit that damn pipe, but was still fine for a little while, surprisingly. Now this is going to sound ridiculous. I always travel with rubbers and packets of lube with me, just in case. I went to reach for the lube and she sees the packet and just stops and asked what it was. I told her what it is. This fool focuses on the NAME of the lube and starts to lose her shit. NOT because the name brand was garbage. NOT because it was in a packet and not a small bottle. NO! But because of the name "Oasis" on it. She says, and I quote, "that's the name of an AIDS treatment center". That didn't really effect me, so I told her that it's just lube and told her to look at the thing and see that it said "lube on it". She actually said "No, I can't mess with you, YOU HAVE AIDS". Not only did that catch me off guard, but that shit damn near screwed my SPINE up when she said that. So I said hell the fuck no I DON'T, and you KNOW that. This was once again, her getting spooked and about to run off again. I tried hard as hell to get her to calm down and not do this again. She kept saying "you have AIDS. I'm not trying to catch anything". I told her to open her damn eyes and remember this is ME, and that we have been hooking up for a while now and to calm down and stop acting like this. I'm almost begging at this point, because this time was way more ridiculous than the others. She didn't want to listen and ran out the room damn near naked, leaving me drunk and mad, so I went to clean up and hit the bed.
At about 4 am, I get this loud BANG BANG on the door. It's her. She comes back in demanding money and she has some slim, tall, dark skin zooted out dude with her. She forced her way in while I'm trying to figure out what's going on and started searching my room for MY WALLET. This all happened so fast I didn't really have time to process what was going on and WHO was doing it. She tried to grab the phone in the room to call the front desk. I'm trying to get a hold of the situation and stop her to get her to leave without incident and she wasn't listening and getting angry. THEN the dude tried to come in. That's when I said hell the fuck NO, grabbed a handful of this dude's entire FACE and pushed him right the fuck up out of there and slammed the door leaving me and her inside. After trying my hardest to stop her I just gave her $40 and asked her to leave. She left and I didn't hear anything back. As soon as 6 am came I turned in my key and went back home.
That entire situation could have ended really bad if I believed in carrying guns. So yeah. If you ever decide to do the SW thing. Avoid that chick. She's like the only black SW out there that looks "normal" with a BEAUTIFUL ass. I think she is in her 40's. Fellas, seriously, watch yourselves out there. I hate reading about near-incidents on here. We need these threads to keep EACH OTHER informed and protected. Keep your heads on a swivel, guys.
E. X.[/QUOTE]I guess it all depends on your age and what your preference is for SW. For me, I'm 56 yrs old and have been picking up SW since the 1980's. Been around the block a few times. I know this sounds sick, but I prefer the submissive toothless grannies. They never try to rob or rush you and will do exactly what you tell them to do. Sure, some like to hit the pipe but they know you are in control and if they don't perform to my expectations, they won't get paid. Plus, they are always much cheaper than younger ones because they know their days of high prices charges are behind them. Most are pretty cool to talk to and don't give you any trouble. Best line is when they get in the car and ask "you're going to drive me back, right?" Then you know you're in control and whatever you want for a Jackson, you will have with absolutely no drama.
No SW Reports All Summer??
Wow, this is a first. No reports during the entire summer? Is the strip totally dead?