Finding a girl at 3am in Eagle Rock or HP
So it's 1:30am and I live in Old Town Pasadena and I don't own a car. I have about 150 to my name and I want to get me thing wet.
(this has happened to me several times now, probably because superfluous and smoke more than one of the girls I'd like to meet)
So I'm thinking about taking a bus to Eagle Rock or highland park, and walking along one of the major blvds (Figueroa, ER, or york) and just trying to find a girl either randomly on the streets or nearby a sleazy motel And try to see if anyone is still in the AMPs?
Any thoughts, suggestions, or tips? MSG me or comment.
(Obviously, I'm a neophyte in this exciting, wonderful world of trading pieces of paper for sexual favors)
Come On In! Get The Fuck Out!
More funny / amazing than informative. Cruised down Fig late night in the hope of finding something appealing. Passed several overweight BSW and a few super skinny ones before noticing one that seemed just about right. U-Turn, pull up and pick up. But during the quick window banter before she got into the car, I didn't notice anything strange. When she gets in I don't notice anything strange either. It was only after we find a place to park, business taken care of and she begins to put in work do I discover that something is wrong. I'm suddenly bombarded with every foul odor known to man. And it's coming directly from her wig / hair, which is now directly underneath my nose. If it was coming from her body then I would've smelled it when she got in. Nope. It's the hairpiece. I gag then try to hold my breath, turn away and try to find my nose a nice "funk free" safety zone. But the stench was overwhelming. I suddenly say "hey, that's enough" and tell her to depart the vehicle. She has a puzzled look on her face and goes "you sure? You're not finished yet." I repeat my request then she just shrugs and leaves the car. Before pulling off I take a mental picture of her face and figure. No way am I repeating with the Queen of Stankonia again.