The Woodshed

[QUOTE=NflMongerv2;7168910]As far as I know, this forum is here to exchange info about finding avenues for sex. What one man experiences with a provider might be totally different from another. As we feel compelled, we come on here and type out the stories of good bad, whatever. For some douchebag to come behind someone's comment and call it "bullshit", or accuse someone of kissing up to a provider is in itself bullshit and uncalled for!! People should be able to comment on their experiences without being questioned by the damn peanut gallery.[/QUOTE]I would like to add that I believe there is a place for bickering and such. But, it should not be on the review thread. I believe it's up to the Admins to encourage and enforce ce this behavior over to the woodshed. Bickering threatens to discourage the open communication and sharing of dreams that keeps this forum successful.

[QUOTE=Powerhouse100;6734644]Is anyone else getting PMs from this person saying that Ronnie was going to be his wife and some other strange stuff or is he just sending me dumb stuff?[/QUOTE]I know power house was a regular client of hers and probably came inside of her many times.

So I figured this was best for the The Woodshed.

I recently experienced a situation that honestly I'm struggling processing.

I was visiting a provider, and while I was there, she had an unexpected and sudden medical emergency.

It caught me by complete surprise, and it was something I had never heretofore witnessed in person, not just in this hobby, but in general everyday life.

My initial impression is that she was dying. In front of me.

Now my question to you fine folks here in the forums. How would you handle this?

I'm CPR certified, and this was not that situation. It wasn't like a heart attack.

But as the situation progressed, my only thought was "Call 911".

But. I had this internal concern about what that could potentially lead to. As in, primarily for my sake. Cover thine own ass, and self-survival was on my mind. Even as this girl was dying (or so I thought).

I was sorta caught between a rock and hard place. Meaning, I don't want this girl to die in front of me. But I also don't want to leave the room with her dead. Being the last person present with her. Presumably caught on cameras and such in the hallway coming / going from her room, and leaving the parking lot.

So I had this dilemma in my mind. Self preservation, versus her preservation.

Does that make sense? I'm still processing this. The girl in question survived. I did not call 911. But I was mere moments from doing so, but also hesitating in doing so.

Its a moral dilemma I've never been in. I would appreciate my fellow mongers thoughts.

In any other situation, professional and personal, there would have been zero hesitation. This has caused me great pause.

[QUOTE=JboJonas;7402636]

In any other situation, professional and personal, there would have been zero hesitation. This has caused me great pause.[/QUOTE]Never give up your humanity for the hobby.

Unless you contributed to her situation (brought party favors that caused the situation or got too rough) you being present on the scene if EMS is called, while difficult to explain to a SO if it comes to that, wouldn't likely cause you grief with LEO.

Man, that is a tough spot! What kind of symptoms did she have? Did she just doze off? In 30 years of mongering I've had 3-4 girls fall asleep in the middle of the act. (I must be a stud! . LOL) One in particular literally dozed off mid blow job with cock in mouth. Another fell asleep just undressing to reveal a bra full of bills. In both cases, out of fear, I retrieved my money back and bolted out of there. The crazy shit is that in both cases these were rooms I had paid for in my name! So depending if they woke (or didn't wake at all) the next day could have been a life altering decision for me.

[QUOTE=JboJonas;7402636]So I figured this was best for the The Woodshed.

I recently experienced a situation that honestly I'm struggling processing.

I was visiting a provider, and while I was there, she had an unexpected and sudden medical emergency.

It caught me by complete surprise, and it was something I had never heretofore witnessed in person, not just in this hobby, but in general everyday life.

My initial impression is that she was dying. In front of me.

Now my question to you fine folks here in the forums. How would you handle this?

I'm CPR certified, and this was not that situation. It wasn't like a heart attack.

But as the situation progressed, my only thought was "Call 911".

But. I had this internal concern about what that could potentially lead to. As in, primarily for my sake. Cover thine own ass, and self-survival was on my mind. Even as this girl was dying (or so I thought).

I was sorta caught between a rock and hard place. Meaning, I don't want this girl to die in front of me. But I also don't want to leave the room with her dead. Being the last person present with her. Presumably caught on cameras and such in the hallway coming / going from her room, and leaving the parking lot.

So I had this dilemma in my mind. Self preservation, versus her preservation.

Does that make sense? I'm still processing this. The girl in question survived. I did not call 911. But I was mere moments from doing so, but also hesitating in doing so.

Its a moral dilemma I've never been in. I would appreciate my fellow mongers thoughts.

In any other situation, professional and personal, there would have been zero hesitation. This has caused me great pause.[/QUOTE]

[QUOTE=JboJonas;7402636]So I figured this was best for the The Woodshed.

I recently experienced a situation that honestly I'm struggling processing.

I was visiting a provider, and while I was there, she had an unexpected and sudden medical emergency.

It caught me by complete surprise, and it was something I had never heretofore witnessed in person, not just in this hobby, but in general everyday life.

My initial impression is that she was dying. In front of me.

Now my question to you fine folks here in the forums. How would you handle this?

I'm CPR certified, and this was not that situation. It wasn't like a heart attack.

But as the situation progressed, my only thought was "Call 911".

But. I had this internal concern about what that could potentially lead to. As in, primarily for my sake. Cover thine own ass, and self-survival was on my mind. Even as this girl was dying (or so I thought).

I was sorta caught between a rock and hard place. Meaning, I don't want this girl to die in front of me. But I also don't want to leave the room with her dead. Being the last person present with her. Presumably caught on cameras and such in the hallway coming / going from her room, and leaving the parking lot.

So I had this dilemma in my mind. Self preservation, versus her preservation.

Does that make sense? I'm still processing this. The girl in question survived. I did not call 911. But I was mere moments from doing so, but also hesitating in doing so.

Its a moral dilemma I've never been in. I would appreciate my fellow mongers thoughts.

In any other situation, professional and personal, there would have been zero hesitation. This has caused me great pause.[/QUOTE]I would not want to be in that position. Everything that ran through your mind would've ran through mine. Leave and your the last one seen exiting that room on camera. Stay and may have some explaining to do. Who was the provider?

My follow-up to clarify what happened:

To answer a few of the questions: no, she definitely didn't just "doze off. " What I witnessed was absolutely a medical emergency in my eyes.

I had just arrived. We were still fully clothed, just talking. She asked if I minded if she hit her pipe she said it was "Molly. " I was sipping a couple of mini liquor bottles I'd brought and using my vape.

After a few hits on her pipe, she suddenly let out a guttural groan, her head snapped back, eyes wide open, and she went into a full-body convulsion. She was foaming at the mouth, breathing rapidly, totally unresponsive. This went on for around five minutes. I didn't know what to do, and internally was panicking. "Call 911" my brain shouted.

In the middle of it she slid off the bed and hit the back of her head hard as fuck on the floor, continuing to seize and bang into the nightstand and bed. Her body then went rigid arms semi-raised, fists partly clenched, feet pointed and then she stopped breathing entirely. Limp, not breathing, unresponsive, for about one to two minutes. CPR was my next move, a long with 911, but I hesitated.

Then, out of nowhere, she sat straight up and started screaming at the top of her lungs totally confused, speaking gibberish, didn't know who I was or where she was. After a few minutes she slowly came back around, recognized me, and said she "has seizures" and that it was "no big deal," though she complained of a really bad headache.

I stayed until she seemed stable enough, but to me it was absolutely a life-threatening medical emergency. I genuinely thought she had died in front of me.

I didn't call 911 but was seconds from doing it. My hesitation wasn't because it didn't look serious it absolutely was but because I was weighing my own self-preservation against the situation (being the last person there, hotel cameras, etc.).

That's why I posted. In any other situation in my normal life, I'd have called 911 instantly without hesitation. This one shook me up.

[QUOTE=JboJonas;7404158]My follow-up to clarify what happened:

To answer a few of the questions: no, she definitely didn't just "doze off. " What I witnessed was absolutely a medical emergency in my eyes.

I had just arrived. We were still fully clothed, just talking. She asked if I minded if she hit her pipe she said it was "Molly. " I was sipping a couple of mini liquor bottles I'd brought and using my vape.

After a few hits on her pipe, she suddenly let out a guttural groan, her head snapped back, eyes wide open, and she went into a full-body convulsion. She was foaming at the mouth, breathing rapidly, totally unresponsive. This went on for around five minutes. I didn't know what to do, and internally was panicking. "Call 911" my brain shouted.

In the middle of it she slid off the bed and hit the back of her head hard as fuck on the floor, continuing to seize and bang into the nightstand and bed. Her body then went rigid arms semi-raised, fists partly clenched, feet pointed and then she stopped breathing entirely. Limp, not breathing, unresponsive, for about one to two minutes. CPR was my next move, a long with 911, but I hesitated.

Then, out of nowhere, she sat straight up and started screaming at the top of her lungs totally confused, speaking gibberish, didn't know who I was or where she was. After a few minutes she slowly came back around, recognized me, and said she "has seizures" and that it was "no big deal," though she complained of a really bad headache.

I stayed until she seemed stable enough, but to me it was absolutely a life-threatening medical emergency. I genuinely thought she had died in front of me.

I didn't call 911 but was seconds from doing it. My hesitation wasn't because it didn't look serious it absolutely was but because I was weighing my own self-preservation against the situation (being the last person there, hotel cameras, etc.).

That's why I posted. In any other situation in my normal life, I'd have called 911 instantly without hesitation. This one shook me up.[/QUOTE]Did you continue with the date? LOL kinda crazy question, I woulda left immediately once it seemed she was fine. Scary situation. That's why I try to stay away from the dope heads, last thing I need to do is explain to the police what I was doing with a dead hooker.

[QUOTE=Bigman1000;7406551]Did you continue with the date? LOL kinda crazy question, I woulda left immediately once it seemed she was fine. Scary situation. That's why I try to stay away from the dope heads, last thing I need to do is explain to the police what I was doing with a dead hooker.[/QUOTE]No, I did not stay, no date was had. I left as soon as I was at least somewhat sure she was "ok", to the extent I could say, with good conscience to myself and if confronted for some reason by the authorities that "She was alive when I last saw her. " She refused medical treatment, I offered to take her to a local urgent care to get checked out, she refused.

She wasn't lucid, she was still quite dazed and confused. Just sat in the floor, completely spaced out.

Right before I left, she had asked for her drug tray, as in asked me to pass it to her, she was looking around on the floor for it. Which was on her bed, and when I slid it over to her, she started hitting the pipe again. I was like ok, time to bolt for sure! Since I was sure of a repeat.

One thing that pissed me off was her telling me I was making a big deal out of nothing. Like I said earlier, she said "Its just seizures" and its "no big deal" and I was like. Girl, you just traumatized the fuck out of me!

From what I do know of seizures, she likely has no memory from a few minutes before, most certainly no memory during and for a little while after some amnesia.

This was my first visit (and of course last) with this provider.

She is actually well reviewed here by a number of seniors. No mention of candy usage in her reviews, all though I'm under no delusions that most are in fact on some form of candy regardless. I actually haven't seen a STG provider in about a year or so, and I picked her out both from attraction (she's young and hot AF), and the reviews here confirming she was not in fact TGTBT (once I got back into the forums, thinking they were down).

She asked me to NOT review her and keep this whole thing "between us" -- I'm ok with that, but like, I have no one to talk to about this, so I figured this was the best way to do it, somewhat anonymously. Some of you will figure it out with her saying her DOC is "molly".

That said, if you are a senior and want to know who she is, PM me.

Getting frustrated trying to find at least a decent looking chick. There are a handful out there now but damn, the quality and selection is just terrible. This scene is nothing like it was 10-15 years ago. It might be time for me to retire, or at least save the Mario coins for a high end provider once in a while. The STG girls are walking zombies.

[QUOTE=DanBall;7438743]Getting frustrated trying to find at least a decent looking chick. There are a handful out there now but damn, the quality and selection is just terrible. This scene is nothing like it was 10-15 years ago. It might be time for me to retire, or at least save the Mario coins for a high end provider once in a while. The STG girls are walking zombies.[/QUOTE]Man, I was thinking the same thing. There is literally no one on STG or any site that I want to see. It's horrible!