2 Catch and Release (almost 3) and Several Misfires
Something every skilled hunter knows is that you don't just show up to the jungle without a plan, without the proper tools, without a clear understading of the travel patterns of your prey and how to properly deal with your prey once they have been snatched up.
I have come along ways over the years in honing this skill, but even with that, I have my stories of failure too.
After Aretha (see earlier post) , I now still early in my sextaycaiton (see earlier post). I go to a casino and have luck, but only with free beer and gambling, not picking up any dates.
I decide it is time to go back out on the hunt.
After quite a bit of driving up and down Freemont / Boulder and even over to Twain, I am not liking what I am seeing. Finding SW was doable, but they all seemed to rough looking for me. Plus there was a very very heavy LE presence that night.
Finally I come across a cute LSW. A little plump side for me, but I am tired of driving around. She hops in, we do the cop check and all seems good. I told her I wanted FS in my hotel. She said fine, but she does not do it less than $. I pulled out my standard line, 'I am used to paying. 4. She said, 'I won't go below $'. She would not budge even a little, so I knew it was time for a catch and release. I pulled over and she got out.
Then there seemed to be several that walked like an Egyptian but was no Egyptian. I pulled up and invited them in and they turned out not to be SW I remember an older monger tell me once, 'Back in my day, ho's dresses like ho's and even sexy (non SW) women still carried a bit of mosity. Now regular women.
Dress like ho's and ho's dress more modestly! How are we supposed to tell them a part! ' The hunt continues.
My next catch and release was a blond that was wearing a white short dress with lots of lace on it. It was dark by now and from a distance she looked good. I pull over and she hops in. I now can get a close look, and it is not so pretty and quite old. She immediately started chatting about how much she loved my car. I looked strait at her interrupted her and said, 'I am sorry, we are not a match'. She had a shocked look on her face and just sat there in dead silence. I then said, 'That means you can get out of my car now'. She looked hurt and got out, without saying a word. I tried to say it nicely and I truly hated hurling her feelings, I never like hurting a woman's feelings, but at the end of the day this is business and business is business.
Then comes my close call for my almost 3rd catch and release. I see this woman on twain, looking very hot, clean, smooth skin, slender and clear breast implants. Really hot looking, almost too good to be true. I pull in and as she gets up to my door I realize: OH CRAP, it's the trany! (I talk about this in a previous post) I take off before she / he / it gets to my car door. He / she / it has done an impressive amount of work for and looks so real! Glad I figured it out before a pick up.
I drove around more and not pleased with what I am seeing and call it a night. I am too picky I guess. Plus the heavy LE presence was frustrating. But paticence is a virtue, cause the next morning I strike gold.
To be continued
Is she really that Naive?
I had a great score today that will report on soon.
In the mean while, I was headed down Fremont near Charleston. After driving by lots of rejects I see this punk rocker with very short shorts (like camel toe short) and a tight shirt around her see-cups. Probably around 20-year-old I pull over and said,"Hey, would you like a ride?" She immediately jumped in and said,"Thanks, I am headed to the 7-11"
I start to do the cop check. She slams her purse on her lap and says in a surprised voice,"I only wanted for a ride." I think to myself, you dress like a ho, you are walking on ho territory and you just hopped in a complete stranger's car. Are you really that naive?
I say,"Well in today's economy, everyone could use extra cash, would you like to earn some?" still stroking her leg. She said,"But I don't even know you" (Isn't that the point?) To which I said,"Well, there is no time like the present!"
We then approached the 7-11 and I told her that I would never force her to anything, but I sure would like to hook up. She hoped out at the 7-11.
Strange experience. If she is truly that naive, she learned a great lesson today with a guy that would not use force. Next time she may not be so lucky.
Another good day, finally.
I was dragging over on BH, and saw two WSW by the Salvation Army, but by the time I got turned around at the damned intersection, two of you grubs were picking them up. I saw a nice tall hooker-type, she is Starr, slim, about late 20's, but wanted $150 for an hour. I said I usually only need to pay 50 or 60. She wouldn't budge, so I went on. I then met Christine at the Lowes by the bus stop. She was 60 clams, we showered, and she does the whole menu. She is about 5'6, med build, white, nice the cups, thin narrow face, long black hair, and bihg brown eyes. I have digits for seniors. On I also saw two blondes at the Alicia motel, on Fremont, and Kelly made a move for me, so I settled on her. No phone, naturally. SHe is very thin, about 45, cute bangs, blonde. 5'7 I guess, and I said I only had. 40, so she sighed and said ok. She is very kissy, and wanted all covered. I think Fremont has lots of SW, but its just a matter of chance that you drive by as they are out.
