Streetwalker Reports

Did a few laps thru the SS strolls this afternoon and definitely was not impressed. A lot of the usual suspects and a couple of new ones. Saw a cow under the viaduct, brunette, drunk looking and I am sure her name was Pevely considering the cottage cheese she was sportin' on her hams. I saw Shauna and a new one, chunky brunette, walking by Elwood and Bway with groceries, Shauna looked hot as always but I didn't feel like being a taxi man today and I am a little pissed at her for beating Ce Ce's ass. Speaking of, saw Ce Ce and Melissa in a small dark colored car, both looking tweaked as hell. I saw Penn Ashley walking with a teenage boy by the park and I swear she was giving me the look but WTF? Why bother, right? I saw Rosie at Arsenal and Jeff, looking really nasty in her shorts, tank top and dark dress shoes, could only ask myself, why? Saw a new one on the stoop at Gasconade and Grand and did a turn around and upon further review she was a pig and had some old lady arm flaps going on. I am gettin frustrated by this time and tried a few numbers with no luck, and what is the deal with the message on Jennifer's voice mail? I don't think I was part of the old life and I am glad she has her family back, so I just hung up. All others that I tried were out of minutes or turned off. I kept cruising and pickins' were slimmin' down quick. I saw Donna and a black chick ducking into Dave's house on Penn and then I see Dave pushing Erin's baby in a stroller by the market and all of a sudden I got sad and then Johnny Cash's "When the Man Comes Around" popped up on the MP3 player and I got really sad, so I rolled on home with some KFC for the kids. There were a lot of characters out and about today my brothers, drunks, wierdos and general south side riff raff. Tammy info is as follows: skinny redhead with A cups and nice enough personality, mid 40's and in Sullivan to stay away from the rock and Bootsie, the feared BF/pimp daddy. You have the correct # O and she does give a good BBBJCIMWS for .25 and is all business about it. Some days you realize you should have saved the gas and stayed your ass at home. No luck on my DeWayne Chapman mission to find Nikki or Kristi for that matter. But dog will hunt and I will be back out there tomorrow early AM and the morning wood will be relieved, lol. You boys have fun in Brooklyn tonite and watch your back. That's it!

Lay low,

Bill

Not much going on all weekend. I was in town from Saturday afternoon till Sunday night. I saw very little action on the streets.

I found Ce Ce Sunday afternoon on Penn. She was on her way to pick somebody up, so we had to hurry. She gives a great BBBJ, and FS is pretty good, but I take too long. She said she had to go, but would meet me back in 15 minutes, to finish the job. I never expected her to show back up. It was more like 45 minutes, but she did show back up. She said she's not like the other girls, She takes care of her guy's. She wants them to come back for more. Off we went to a place I feel a little more comfortable. She was a lot more laid back this time, and we, or at least I had a great time. She gained a lot of points with me for keeping her word. I give her 40 the first time, and she was surprised I give her another 20 tip. She's a keeper

How many other girls would have come back to finish the job?

I tried to get ahold of Danielle, the 1st timer from last weekend, but she never called me back. Too bad, So sad. She must have found another "Daddy". Damnit.

Sunday night, I called Penn. Ashley. She said 20 minutes. An hour and a half later she called me back, but I west bound by then.

I don't know ho the cops are going to pick up this week, 'cause there's hardly any girls on the street.

Woke up early and got 18 in out in New Melle. Had not played there in a long time and forgot how many damn trees there are :) Watched the Birds take care of the sweep and decided to go for a drive. Headed down to south area to Grand with no real idea of where to look. Just kept driving aimlessly and saw nothing that I thought was a SW. Headed north and decided to give Ja a call. Had fun with her before and wanted to try again. Excellent idea. She once again gave a tremendous effort. Amazing BBBJ. Headed back home and slept like a baby.

Monday morning shut out again, this is getting sad. Monday afternoon between 2 and 3 almost got tired of wasting gas. Saw Theresa on Bway, no way Jose, then as I am heading north on Penn, resolved to just go home, I see a cow who turns out to be Kelly, older, WSW, brunette, tooth missing and drunk on her ass at 3:00 pm on a Monday. Well my brothers lil' Bill is screaming at me to stop so I listened and it didn't turn out too bad. I decided to use some of you boy's tactics and low ball her, so I offer .15 for a BJ and she counters with .25, so I say .20 tip included, since I didn't have the right change anyway, she says to me "you've done this before" and I just smiled. we find a spot and to my surprise she goes at it like a woman posessed, sound effects and all, nice udders for a Holstein and just all around good technique. Well I unloaded a three day's worth in her mouth in no time and she got it all,so I gave her the extra .05 and I say to her "you've done this before too", lol, dropped her off. Man do I hope things pick up soon, I hate calling these hoes. That's all I got.

Lay low,

Bill

[QUOTE=Stlhustla]South Grand, Sunday night/Monday morning. Probably around 1 am

I was driving down Grand, driving past the abandoned McDonalds's, just going home, not mongering, no cash on hand. Then saw a WSW with a smoking body. White wife-beater t-shirt, blue jeans, long brownish hair. Looked so good that I drove as fast as I could to the 7-11 and got some cash

Came back, looped around a bit, and there she was, this time walking with a black guy. I slowed up and watched until they separated. As I drove past, he motioned to me, I said, "What's up", he says, "She says she's taking a break". I thanked him for the info. Pulled up next to her, asked if she needed a ride. She looked really good, nice enough face, long brown hair with odd black highlights in the front. Looked very clean, but really had a great body. She answered with "Do you want a date? " UGH, can't talk about that on the street, but she looked so good that it broke my heart to say, "I don't want to discuss that on the street." She laughed and said, "Ok, that's cool, have a good night" and kept walking.

Damn I wanted to kick myself. Stupid rules that I make for myself.

So who was she, what did I miss. Anyone have a contact number?[/QUOTE]
Do you know LEO's digits?
Stupid rules keep you safe. But you know that. That's why you did the right thing.

Cruised the SS strolls for way too long and things are still slow. Nothing on Jeff or Chip. Saw Kristi on Grand in all her pizza faced glory, waving at me like a retard but by the time I turned around she was gone, traffic was stupid, sorry almost had her. A rare daytime TS Stormy sighting at Gasconade on the stoop yelling at cars, WTF(?), go away. A few suspects that didn't pan out and digits not helping. I was running short on time, I saw Renee's truck at Dave's. but figured MB was with her so I passed on by. Finally I see my girl Donna, who is out of minutes btw. I hate to wear this one out and you know I grow tired of them quick but I picked her up anyway and got the usual good deal and performance. Some 411 for my brothers; Ce Ce is staying in BFE with baby daddy but still rolls to the hood daily to do "her thang" and Blacke is in the work house on $7500.00 bail for home invasion, etc... Good riddance. That's all I got for now boys, didn't see not one LEO in an hour and a half from 4:30 to 6:00.

Lay low,

Bill

Strolled SS today, between 12:15 - 2:00. Drove around to Jeff/Cherokee BP station, Broadway/Penn, Primm/Penn, Chippewa/Gravois QT, Chippewa/Jeff QT, Broadway/Nebraska area, Jeff/Wyoming...only saw one old WSW, passed on her and called "Bad" Ashley. Went to her house for FS. Her BJ skill leaves lot to be desired and with her kid in the house, she couldn't relax.

She had her friend "Jamie" with her in the house, anyone tried out Jamie? If so, how is her performance?

This is a long report because it was a somewhat unusual encounter. The report's my way of processing it, but that doesn't mean it will be interesting to you.

Tuesday, about 4 PM. Saw her on Grand, 2 blocks south of the Connoco acting like she was contemplating crossing the street. Medium build, light brown hair, jeans, white blouse that was tightish around the ahem, bodice, then loose to below the jean top. (Kinda like the short-waisted dresses from the 60's. Not that I would remember such a thing, but my dad showed me pictures from his yearbook. Yeah, right.)

The jeans looked new, the blouse was not the usual junky Sal Army stuff you see so often. Her hair had some style to it. She didn't look the part. But when I slowed going past her to make the right turn from Grand I looked at her and she looked at me... and I knew that it would always be... oops, sorry wrong story.

She didn't come over right away, stood there, but when I stopped and looked back at her for a couple seconds she started coming. Okay, good, she's being a little careful. As soon as she starts coming I reach over and hand unlock the door for her so she can see me do it in case there was still any doubt in her mind.

(Didn't realize 'till after that I wore shades the whole time so she couldn't read my face.)

She's in the car and I take off. She got in with a lit cigarette, normally a very bad sign but since it was obvious I'm puffing on a 50 ring gauge cigar that didn't seem inappropriate. She even opens the window a little and holds the cigarette so the smoke is sucked out of the car.

Me, “Hi. My name's Richi.” She, “I'm Victoria.” nice face, clear, light colored eyes, no slurring of speech

Her phone rings and she looks to see who it is. “Can I turn off the radio? It's my mother.” Me, “Sure.” She answers the phone and puts it on speaker so I can hear both sides of the conversation. Very thoughtful of her so I know it's not... whoever else it might be. It also shows some trust in me that I have it together enough to keep my mouth shut. At least that's how I took it at the time.

The mother is after her to come home. Wants to know where she is and why. Then, “You don't need to be at Blah-blah's house.” There's more, but it's obvious the mother is suspicious her girl is getting into trouble. Knows she is starting to be bullshitted again by her daughter.

Well this is the oddest first few minutes with a SW I remember that wasn't a “bad odd”, not drunk, not smelly, not bitchy, or any other kind of obnoxious.

By the time this is over we're blocks away from where I picked her up and niether of us has done the cop check. But I'm not worried. If that conversation between her and her mother was a fake Charlize Theron and Meryl Streep better watch out.

More later.

Richi

With a shortage of talent on the streets or even warm bodies for that matter. It makes you start jumping on the first thing you see and that is just not a good policy to have as far as I am concerned. Anyway Wednesday afternoon and I take 44 E to Grand and cruise down past Chipp to the stroll and at Gasconade I see Good Ashley standing by the railing there talking to a fat chick sitting on the steps. I do the "U" and pull up on the side street in plain view of both and get this; Ashley turns her back on me, WTF? I guess I have hurt her feelings by blowing past her so much lately. Wish I could explain to her that it's not personal, just don't want to burn out on her completely and always hunting for different. If I wanted the same thing all the time I would get an old lady. Ash is looking rough and as she is standing there she coughs up a loogie and hacks it right there on the sidewalk, yuck! Her face is a mess boys, but her ass looked good with the cheeks of her jeans ripped out and skin showing through. Fuck her if she can't take a joke. I almost drove away but the fat chick is smiling at me like a big dog, so I motioned her over and off we go. Now this broad needs a little car following her around with flashing lights and a Wide Load sign displayed. Brunette with smaller tits than she should have, fairly young and may be that sexy Jen from CL days gone past, if not that is what she looks like so you get the picture, right? Huge thighs my brothers, I can just see the damage those jeans are doing. Well I am stuck now so I make the intro and she says her name is Amanda and turns out she is sweet and friendly and willing to go and do anything I want for.20. So I pop in a local alley that would make Buck proud and down she goes, wow, what a great BBBJ guys. Wireless, DT and all. Non freakin' stop and I took awhile cause there was nothing I wanted to touch for further delite if you know what I mean. She stayed on for every drop and swallowed it all, nasty. I drop her in Blockbuster's parking lot and am feeling OK about life til I get down to Grand and Neosho, not on the stroll btw, and I see a hot mid 30's blonde with a smoking body and ass struttin' north on the west side. She stops dead in her tracks and our eyes meet and she actually turns with me as I pass and I see her in the mirror still staring and smiling as I keep going "kickin' my own ass". See the dilemna here? A few good things came out of this this afternoon.

1. I was home in time to watch the season finale of Rescue Me before the game.

2. I got an awesome BJ.

3. I may have been saved from a night in the pokie, cause the one I passed on may have been TGTBT and maybe was part of this sting shit that's been rumored. If I see her again I will TOFTT I prmise, so if you read about me in the paper please don't post the fucking article on here.

I will not repeat with Amanda though, she is too fat and watching her gulp down that cum made me a little ill. I clicked the door unlocked for her to spit and she just looks up at me says "do you want me to get out here? " I gave her.05 tip for a job well done. Might take a couple of days off here and get some shit caught up. You all have a great holiday weekend and stay safe. I will see you out there early mornings and afternoons all weekend I am sure.

Lay low,

Bill

Come on bro, I am on the edge of my fucking seat. Almost as bad as seeing Tommy laying there on the floor shot and bleeding and having to wait for next season to see WTF happens, lol

Lay low,

Bill

Richi,

That report has the makings of a short novel....I will be checking in the rest of the day to hear the rest of this report and find out about this hot young newcomer! So far, it sounds quite promising!

Stay safe,

Dayplay

[QUOTE=Richiboone]This is a long report because it was a somewhat unusual encounter. The report's my way of processing it, but that doesn't mean it will be interesting to you.

Tuesday, about 4 PM. Saw her on Grand, 2 blocks south of the Connoco acting like she was contemplating crossing the street. Medium build, light brown hair, jeans, white blouse that was tightish around the ahem, bodice, then loose to below the jean top. (Kinda like the short-waisted dresses from the 60's. Not that I would remember such a thing, but my dad showed me pictures from his yearbook. Yeah, right.)

The jeans looked new, the blouse was not the usual junky Sal Army stuff you see so often. Her hair had some style to it. She didn't look the part. But when I slowed going past her to make the right turn from Grand I looked at her and she looked at me... and I knew that it would always be... oops, sorry wrong story.

She didn't come over right away, stood there, but when I stopped and looked back at her for a couple seconds she started coming. Okay, good, she's being a little careful. As soon as she starts coming I reach over and hand unlock the door for her so she can see me do it in case there was still any doubt in her mind.

(Didn't realize 'till after that I wore shades the whole time so she couldn't read my face.)

She's in the car and I take off. She got in with a lit cigarette, normally a very bad sign but since it was obvious I'm puffing on a 50 ring gauge cigar that didn't seem inappropriate. She even opens the window a little and holds the cigarette so the smoke is sucked out of the car.

Me, “Hi. My name's Richi.” She, “I'm Victoria.” nice face, clear, light colored eyes, no slurring of speech

Her phone rings and she looks to see who it is. “Can I turn off the radio? It's my mother.” Me, “Sure.” She answers the phone and puts it on speaker so I can hear both sides of the conversation. Very thoughtful of her so I know it's not... whoever else it might be. It also shows some trust in me that I have it together enough to keep my mouth shut. At least that's how I took it at the time.

The mother is after her to come home. Wants to know where she is and why. Then, “You don't need to be at Blah-blah's house.” There's more, but it's obvious the mother is suspicious her girl is getting into trouble. Knows she is starting to be bullshitted again by her daughter.

Well this is the oddest first few minutes with a SW I remember that wasn't a “bad odd”, not drunk, not smelly, not bitchy, or any other kind of obnoxious.

By the time this is over we're blocks away from where I picked her up and niether of us has done the cop check. But I'm not worried. If that conversation between her and her mother was a fake Charlize Theron and Meryl Streep better watch out.

More later.

Richi[/QUOTE]

This is what will be my last post. A few weeks ago I reported on a WSW Tasha that I picked up on Grand. I made the BIG mistake of picking her up again for another BBJCIMWS two weeks ago.

Here is what I mean by a BIG mistake. The day after I saw her my dick started hurting and kept on hurting for the rest of the week. Went to the doctor and got tested. Guess what? Came up positive for herpes. Yep, you read that right - herpes. As we all know, once you get herpes you can't get rid of it and you have it for the rest of your miserable life.

Had to tell the wife and kids. You can imagine how that went over. For five minutes of lust I single-handedly destroyed not only my own life, but the lives of my wife and kids as well. The pain and shame I inflicted upon them is unbearable. It dosn't get any worse than this. Pretty much leaves me with only ONE option now - I have to take myself out.

For those of you who PM'd me for Tasha's digits I hope you haven't seen her. If you did you better get tested. If you didn't you better delete her number. For those of you with wives and/or kids please reconsider what you're doing or at least be extremely careful about it and go for the CBJ instead. I read all the nonsense on this board about how "I never caught nothing from a BBJ" and as it turns out it I'm living (for now) proof that it was all BS.

Aloha,
TC

Sorry to hear about your trouble's, I think everybody myself included know's the risk we take in this hobby but we all think it won't happen to me. You are the second guy I know that proves this can and does happen to guy's just from bbj's. The other guy is a friend I have known for year's who came down with HPV about a year ago and now has to deal with genital wart's, he has them removed which is very painfull and a few week's later they start coming back. Thankfully he is not married but still what a pain in the ass to have to deal with all the time.

Good luck to you.

[QUOTE=Tomcat415]Had to tell the wife and kids. You can imagine how that went over. For five minutes of lust I single-handedly destroyed not only my own life, but the lives of my wife and kids as well. The pain and shame I inflicted upon them is unbearable. It dosn't get any worse than this. Pretty much leaves me with only ONE option now. I have to take myself out. "I never caught nothing from a BBJ" and as it turns out it I'm living (for now) proof that it was all BS.

Aloha,

TC[/QUOTE]Dude, hope you're just talking about stopping the hobby. Don't take anything else away from your family now!

Weird dream:

1. Stopped by uncles/aunt on Grand early tonight, near the new bar Bangers, for sobriety check. Passed no problem, but felt on notice. Obviously, no friends of ours on the block. F that.

2. Went down Penn and noticed two fake-SW's, who were parading around like a pair of drag queens at Mardi Gras. Thought "no way, that's a set-up" and passed by, then got stopped (on Penn) for completely bogus call for my second spot-check. F that.

3. Called the HQ to line up Tonya, who "was out." Someone named Judy answered and said she'd meet me outside. Went by and saw two thick brothers, with three pitbulls, all of them pulling at leashes, just at the front steps. F that.

4. Pulled a quick left at Arsenal and saw a hot, mid-30s chickey in dress at the bus shelter there; thought I caught the look and decided to pull around the block for a second glance. Bang! No more than 60-seconds later, she's gone. Who of you found that one? F that.

One-hour-and-change and four bits of harsh mojo. After laying low for a few weeks, that was a wake-up call.

Be CAREFUL in South City for the next few days, especially on the Penn stretch. Some stuff is going down between Schirmer and Koeln. And, yeah, Grand wasn't any better.

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