[QUOTE=GDriver;4874622]After striking out in my previous posts, I stumbled on a HSW on 23 and Nashville. Curves and that ass. She was a real butterface. She hopped in and wanted to see the boys.
She undid my seatbelt and proceeded with BBBJ. She kept saying smack my ass while pulling my pants down. Now, I'm driving, seatbelt alarm is going off, she's talking and I have an odd feeling. This seems so familiar.
I was finally able to pull her off and told her to buckle up. I zipped up, and felt like she was up to something while my pants were down. She may have been trying for my wallet, but there's nothing in there except I'd and it's a tri-fold. My cash is always secure. She offered FS for 1 bill.
I told her we would need a room and I offered to get the Budget. Once in the room, she said FS was 2 bills. I said no. In the car, we agreed to 1. I told her this was all I had, plus the cost of the room. She said we could go to the ATM when we were done.
FML!
I probably should have just left, but I didn't want to take the chance of her going crazy on me. Reluctantly, I agreed. She finally told me her name. It was Shay, I think, and she was Cuban / Russian.
Jesus, help me!
It all came back to me. There were negative posts about her and their is ine titled Assalay.
DATY and covered FS, all the while thinking how am I going to get out of this.
And then it hit me. Pulled out and finished on her. She wasn't happy.
Hopped off and she went to the bathroom and I got "dressed".
She kept asking me to come to the bathroom to clean up and she was getting rude about it. Sneakers, socks and shirt in hand, I was out the dior and in my car with a set of fire trails behind me. As I left the parking lot, I may have left the room door open.
#sorrynotsorry.[/QUOTE]As I am ready this last part I can hear Chkov saying Botony bay. Botony bay. Oh no. We got to get out of here.
