If You are Explaining, You are Losing
[QUOTE=Aguadefumar;2441739]This is the first sentence of the bill HB 465 Provides enhanced criminal penalties for soliciting another to commit prostitution & similar offenses;.
Definitions: Solicitation of prostitution is a crime involving a person's agreement to exchange money for sex. This agreement does not have to be explicit. A person's actions can be enough to demonstrate agreement.
Definition 2: Urgent request, plea, or entreaty; enticing, asking. The criminal offense of urging someone to commit an unlawful act.
The term solicitation is used in a variety of legal contexts. A person who asks someone to commit an illegal act has committed the criminal act of solicitation.
No matter how I look at it, I will need an attorney if I'm charged. Because I know they will try to make me look like the big bad wolf, and I coerced that innocent young flower to blow me for 20.
Even though she has done that 7 times before 8:30 am.
Agua.[/QUOTE]Remember the old legal adage: If you are explaining, you are losing. Regardless, the moral police and pundits are moving in the lets get stricter and crack down on the providers and their Clients. After all, this hobby is the root of ALL evil!! LMAO.
Did you read the contract?
[QUOTE=BobbSledd;2445594]I've noticed these folks are advertising in the Escort section of BP now. They've been around for a few months now, has anyone heard of any interesting goings on at this "spa"?
[URL]http://jacksonville.backpage.com/FemaleEscorts/snuggle-spa-this-ad-was-posted-to-advertise-a-business-not-escorts/7263638[/URL][/QUOTE]That alone will cause me to look elsewhere.
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Poni Boi Saga w / Passion: Act I, Our Encounter
I don't even know where to begin w / this fable and I had to recollect and organize my thoughts to ensure that this saga is as verbatim as I remembered it to be. Because the length of this fairy-tale, I am breaking it down to three post, w / this one being the first.
After plenty more dreams in the land of the Texans (where Codie and Sabine resided), callously throwing away presidents for decadence, I travelled further west to the land of the Spurs and explored even more dreams and talents. I had officially transferred residence and moved locale to "Alamo" city. This metropolis isn't too far from my hometown and I was very familiar w / the area having had vast amount of nostalgia of revelry, carousing and mischief back in my younger-years. I was finally back and back for more dissoluteness. Senoritas, tequilas, and all the "spicey" tacos that one can indulge in could be easily discovered in my old stomping ground. I was home.
This lengthy mongering saga was pretty interesting and surreal for me. This may have been contributed to the Turp I was consistently consuming. There was a time where my personal direction was off and didn't know exactly what road in life I was travelling on. I was a vagrant bouncing around different notels, eating fast food stayin up all night, drinkin, sleepin in, etc. I was spoiled by room service. It mirrored the life of Leaving Las Vegas w / Nick Cage and Eliza Shue. Two people w / no care in the world. I was Cage the "alkie" throwing back Texas Turp (Turpentine) commonly referred to as tequila. My partner was Ms Shue, the "kitty-slinger" who was making her earning horizontally servicing the Mongers who beckoned her pleasantries.
Passion (stage and street name) was a Tex-Mex SWan I happened to run into one fortunate day. How this anecdote unfolded was when I was entering Lone Star's famous grocery chain; we caught each other's eye. Nothing unusual, just a brisk passing that caused a jolt between two individuals. I was going in & she was exiting. After paying for and grabbing my bag of goodies, I exited out to my land cruiser. Trotting off, I noticed this Texas tart loitering around the front of the store. We made eye contact again and she signaled me over. Stopped and she nonchalantly hopped in like I was picking up an old chum (practically damn near. Learn why in the following sagas). As we were galloping around in the land cruiser we got a little acquainted and we immediately knew what our encounter was destined. Ms Passion initiated LEO checks and allowed view of the primped kitty for proof- She was open for business. Being an ex-stripper out one of SA's many exotic establishments, she occasionally opted to becoming a SWan because of the flexible hours.
Knowing that I didn't want to wage full price for a temp dwelling, she had suggested a 60 minute notel that she knew of. Galloped over, arrived w / anticipation, handed admission, received key. Outside the beating heat and inside the cooled room, we laid down and took our nap. It was an inspirational room because it was mirrored on 3 walls as well as the ceiling; constructed for those wanting a little elation during their stay. It definitely highly accentuated the ambience of our fantasy.
While we were asleep, she started servicing the little guy, which she adeptly slobbed and bobbed on. After a lengthy time singing on the mic, she grabbed a raincoat and garbed Jr; positioned for the piercing. First in the normal mish in which she spread-eagled knees bent for a perfect entry. Hammering away while she moaned in her ecstasy, I was looking at the mirrors entranced at the various perspective of action. I was the actor and the audience yielding the perfect action for myself and my co-star. Flipped for further fornication and I was again looking at a tantalizing view of us in the mirror. She's face down- azz up and I'm slamming from behind. Kitty first then the balloon knot which she made no protest when I slid in. Being really tight and no slick substance, I had to salivate palm and apply accordingly- Good enough for the going. Experiencing the grip of both of her tacos finally pushed me over edge and ended w / me throwing off cover so Jr can fire off rounds in her oral cavity. Aim was a little off, because some didn't hit target, but I did "save face" on my short-cumming. Mission was accomplished and all this dreaming I was able to view from different angles thanks to the ornated reflections on the walls. Awesome views!
After waking up from our dream, we threw on garment and did more acquainting. For some reason subject of being partners somehow came up and I'm not talking just physically. But we left that for ponder. We went over time on the notel hour, but I guess front desk didn't mind. Gave him two high-5 for any troubles. We galloped away to obtain sustenance and reenergize before dropping Ms. Passion off at her permanent dwelling. I trotted off to get some Texas Turp and relax at my more refined room. Imbibing myself to oblivion.
*Will continue in next post: Poni Boi Saga w / Passion: Act II, Our Arrangement-.
Be Safe Happy Mongering.
-PB.
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What's with the masks all of a sudden?
Is it Mardi Gras? [ATTACH=CONFIG]375833[/ATTACH][ATTACH=CONFIG]375834[/ATTACH].
