Streetwalker Reports

[Checkumout]

Anyone who tries to make you commit to an act without being in your car is bad news.

That was the first thing that came to my mind BEWARE.

[Budge96]

Anyone who tries to make you commit to an act without being in your car is bad news.

Almost sounds like Crissy, fair skinned freckles lots and lots of red hair. If she's back from being sober she could have gained a lot of weight from the last time I saw her about nine months back.

If it's her she's a great catch as a few here know, personally known her since the mid nineties ha ha.

[YellaPerch]

This story has two parts; the first was of a somewhat humorous in nature, the later, anything, but.

As the steady drizzle on a misty Monday afternoon turned torrential - - something wicked this way comes.

Hauling ass, I circumnavigated the "Circle" in no time flat trying to catch up to this vision of Auburn. But to my shocking surprise, another Monger in a late model white Mercedes Benz has beaten me to the punch.

Now, my utter dismay aside, what amazes me above all else was the ferocity in which this "monger" had prosecuted his overtaken maneuver. Not only putting his own safety in peril, but all others as well, acting like madman that have't the sense God gave Geese.

The final result of his Kamikaze action was measured not in mere feet, not even in car length, but a margin of a good city block.

Shaking my head in total flabbergasted amazement as I watched them interacted through his car window.

Just then then something very unexpected happened, quite amazing actually. After a brief dialogue with whom we shall referred to as "big red" - the object of his absolute consumption, of whom he'd risked everything to reach. As he pulled away in what I can only described as anticlimactic, without so much as a fanfare, leaving her standing stoically looking on.

But her antipathy towards Mr. White Mercedes was short lived, now training her gaze upon me, the distant runner-up.

Describing Big Red as being exuberant would be an monumental understatement as this young lass with a head full of auburn went straight into a pitch "what 'ya want to do? It was more of a question, then offer, actually, showing me a smile with a mouth full of less than optimal "grill work".

Quite Attractive, especially if you're into the faire-complexed, the deadheaded Irish-Gaelic look. But that inner city Ghetto (wannabe) accent of her's was a bit much for yours truly to overlook as she again contends "what 'ya want?

What happened next was most perplexing, and becoming weirder still. No matter what question I'd put to her, Big Red's answer was always and resoundingly the same, and in that over-accentuated, nerve-tweaking ghetto voice "what 'ya want?

Finally, I gave up on this charade, and her most aggravating, and Cryptically unvarying statement by contending I was only there looking for driving direction, and hightail got to there like Mr. White Mercedes before me.

A very strange encounter, indeed.

Aiight, Dog, out.

Anyone who tries to make you commit to an act without being in your car is bad news.

[Rick07]

Knows dam well he cannot fly (In this case support a $300 habit 365 days a year and they still have to eat, sleep and shit so its more like $450-$500).

-Rick07.

[Agent Mulder]

Sin the most.

-Fox.

[Rick07]

Thanks Carlos for helping spread the word!

She is pretty but none of this girl are wife material, they all got demons. Just get them, enjoy them and let them go.

Good luck everybody.

[Calizum69]

That's Destiny!

I've seen what looks like er twin sista down south in Florida, nice endeavour.

Touche.

[Carlos Minor]

That's Destiny!

She is pretty but none of this girl are wife material, they all got demons. Just get them, enjoy them and let them go.

Good luck everybody.

[Dog Pound 99]

This story has two parts; the first was of a somewhat humorous in nature, the later, anything, but.

As the steady drizzle on a misty Monday afternoon turned torrential - - something wicked this way comes.

Hauling ass, I circumnavigated the "Circle" in no time flat trying to catch up to this vision of Auburn. But to my shocking surprise, another Monger in a late model white Mercedes Benz has beaten me to the punch.

Now, my utter dismay aside, what amazes me above all else was the ferocity in which this "monger" had prosecuted his overtaken maneuver. Not only putting his own safety in peril, but all others as well, acting like madman that have't the sense God gave Geese.

The final result of his Kamikaze action was measured not in mere feet, not even in car length, but a margin of a good city block.

Shaking my head in total flabbergasted amazement as I watched them interacted through his car window.

Just then then something very unexpected happened, quite amazing actually. After a brief dialogue with whom we shall referred to as "big red" - the object of his absolute consumption, of whom he'd risked everything to reach. As he pulled away in what I can only described as anticlimactic, without so much as a fanfare, leaving her standing stoically looking on.

But her antipathy towards Mr. White Mercedes was short lived, now training her gaze upon me, the distant runner-up.

Describing Big Red as being exuberant would be an monumental understatement as this young lass with a head full of auburn went straight into a pitch "what 'ya want to do? It was more of a question, then offer, actually, showing me a smile with a mouth full of less than optimal "grill work".

Quite Attractive, especially if you're into the faire-complexed, the deadheaded Irish-Gaelic look. But that inner city Ghetto (wannabe) accent of her's was a bit much for yours truly to overlook as she again contends "what 'ya want?

What happened next was most perplexing, and becoming weirder still. No matter what question I'd put to her, Big Red's answer was always and resoundingly the same, and in that over-accentuated, nerve-tweaking ghetto voice "what 'ya want?

Finally, I gave up on this charade, and her most aggravating, and Cryptically unvarying statement by contending I was only there looking for driving direction, and hightail got to there like Mr. White Mercedes before me.

A very strange encounter, indeed.

Aiight, Dog, out.

[MrDisDat]

I was introduced to indie yesterday. She is spinner with a onion booty. All star performance! Great attitude and personality. She used to dance at Mcdougals, and works off phone and sometimes downtown. Took her to a notel for FS. 3 Jacksons plus tip. Pumped her full of my baby batter and dropped her off home.

Anyone else on here have info on this beauty? ShadesOfGray, can you PM me any contact details since she works off her phone? Anyone else can send me digits or information will be appreciated!!

[Cls9637]

I found this on Pornhub. It was posted by Realninja. I keep rewinding the video and I keep thinking, "Damn! So long as her heroin addiction isn't any more than $100 a day, that's wifey material right there. " PM me if you know who this is and have digits.

https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.p...h59655f0d5c2f3

That's Destiny!

[BMish]

Anyone know where these two wonderful ladies of the night are strolling.

[NiceGuy1957]

NiceGuy1957 has exceeded their stored private messages quota and cannot accept further messages until they clear some space.

Thanks Likkerfront for letting me know about my mail box. I have made some space. NG.

[Vega Wrap]

Citgo and Bethlehem were spilling over the last 2 nights. New additions are Samantha and Amber Victoria. Tall Stacy too but she always seems to be waiting for Mr. Right which is someone willing to pay. 5 for a BJ. Her bjs are pretty good but not THAT good.

Find tall blond tina. Got no gag reflex. She will swallow you to your balls and jerk you with her throat.

[CowboysFan]

I was introduced to indie yesterday. She is spinner with a onion booty. All star performance! Great attitude and personality. She used to dance at Mcdougals, and works off phone and sometimes downtown. Took her to a notel for FS. 3 Jacksons plus tip. Pumped her full of my baby batter and dropped her off home.

Your box is full!! LOL share me her digits LOL. I'm not cheap.