Done with Shara- She is yours
Corner of Dot Ave and Edison green. WSW, 30's, thin brunette, 857-XXX-6686. Prices for as low as $10 to anything that you want to offer at all hours of the night. She is yours.guys. Blow up that number. Don't DM me about why I'm sharing the number or anything else about the situation. Thank you.
Nah, Pokemon no choose you!
[QUOTE=OlGary;4620667]There's usually a sinister story behind this. I'll pass but I'm sure others will partake and gladly take that offer.[/QUOTE]Passing it around like is infected or something, that is what it sounds like. It is getting cold, I doubt SWs are on the prowl. Stay indoors and pay a bit more for warmth and fun, hahaha.
Great Sunday morning action
I was leaving a convenient store on main Street in Everett. When the window went down in the car parked next to mine and a nice female asked me for some gas money because she was on empty. The casino didn't provide her any action. We made some small talk and went for a ride. Have digits. She is cute. In the area a lot. What a gem. Late 20's. Thin. And a lot of fun.
Ripoff Robbery Report. SW Brittney
Hi all,*.
Long time monger here. * I'm embarrassed*to say that I got robbed badly during a car date, wallet stolen. * Partly because I foolishly and lazily let my guard down, partly because this chick is a professional robber pickpocket thief. **.
This was with a woman working*at the time under the name Brittney.
By the looks of the way she operated, this is really her focus and M. O. :* to rip off johns.
I figure I'd recount the story here for all your benefit and so you can avoid this evil woman.
I came across a new girl to me, Brittney. * She's white, kinda tall, thin, but thin & lean, like a gymnast, curly auburn hair, kinda cute. She has terrible scratch and pick & pock marks all over her face and body, likely due to crystal meth. * She was in grey sweats and sweatshirt, bundled up. **.
I saw her several times on Magazine street, and on the corner of Magazine and Allerton, behind you-Haul, so I guess that's where she often strolls, and that's where I ended up picking her up, at about 8 am on a Saturday morning. * I previously saw her strolling at around 11 pm the night before, picked her up, she was in the car for three minutes while we negotiated, she would not take $30 for a BBBJ, said she used to make $3 k per date as a high end escort, would not take $30 blah blah blah. * At the time, of course, this woman liked like a very cute SARS-afflicted diseased homeless drug-addict bum, just my type!* But I digress.
She got in the car that morning, and she immediately suggested we go to a good spot she knew of (red flag (that was obvious to me even at the time) #1). * I suggested a well known common safe spot in different direction, but she really requested her spot, which turned out to be Ambrose street (one-way). **.
Once we parked, we agreed $40 for a BBBJ. * What was weird at the time, was that the whole time she was blowing me, she was staring into my eyes. * I should have known something was up. **.
The blow job was merely adequate at best, not even, kinda bad now that I think of it. * Afterwards, she begged for more money. * I wanted her out of the car. * The whole time, I noticed, she was reaching around on my duffel bag, and on my jacket (which I had taken off).
Finally, just to get her the fuck out of the car, I offered her another $5. * I took the five out of my wallet, and I thought put the wallet back into my jacket. She's was like begrudgingly okay thanks for too little. * Then I said okay you want me to drive you back?* She said no I'll get out here. **.
No exaggerations: Within fifteen seconds of her departing the car, I knew something was up, and I reached for my wallet, and it was gone. * She some how *very* deftly grabbed it. She is clearly an experienced professional pickpocket. * Remember this was in broad daylight. **.
So I backed the car up, looked all around, but could not see her. * Ambrose street is between a community center / church combo on one side, and a grade school on another, and its buttressed by a playground wrapping around it, so there's generally lots of medium-far range visibility. And yet she was gone. * I drove frantically around the immediate area for the next ten minutes, but she was gone. * I drove back to Mass Ave figuring (wrongly) that she would head there to cop with the cash she had on her. * She was not there.
In hindsight, she was watching me as she blew me so that she could see when I tilted my head back and closed my eyes to enjoy the BJ, so she could then reach around and confiscate anything her hands could grab (wallet etc). * That never happened because her BJ was not that good. * After she was done blowing me (I did not cum, told her to stop after like seven minutes), she was frustrated, reaching around, and as I think about her actions, replay it in my head, she was looking for something, considering my duffel bag, to grab and then scram out of the car with it. * She clearly picked that spot on Ambrose, because she knew where to immediately hide in case her mark (me in this case) immediately realized he was robbed. * In this case, I did. * I looked around buildings, dumpsters, alleys, everywhere. * It was as if she immediately disappeared into thin air. * I was looking for her *literally* 15 seconds (count to 15) after she was out of my car, and there was no sign of her.
After I failed to see her on Mass Ave, I drove back to my apt, and started calling credit cards to cancel them. * That was maybe. 30 minutes after she had exited my car. * I had five credit cards. * She had hit ALL of them. * Within 30 minutes. * This despite having my $300 cash on her. * (What a disciplined drug addict thief we have here)* She made a B-line from my car to the closest Walgreen's and CVS, and she tried to jack out gift cards and stuff like that. * A bunch went through, thankfully a majority were denied. **.
In hindsight, she's obviously a very experienced thief, and ripping off johns is her game. * YES I know there were numerous obvious red flags that I ignored. * I will take much greater precaution going forward. * Hopefully this tale can save you, my fellow mongers, the pain and agony and annoyance of this experience. I will tell you that it is EXTREMELY jarring to experience this. * I hope by reading this you can avoid that pain.
Monger on,
Theo.