Deepthroat6987 (Arrest records)
I believe that the records does apply to misdemeanors. This is the way it works in California.
Friday Report - Fierce Competition & Fat White Girls
I went out last night from 11:45 until about 2am or so and didn't find much of value out strolling. I saw just a few youngish white gals walking around in booty shorts but they were too fat for me (why are young gals so fat these days, anyway?). During the entire night, I probably only saw about 6 or 7 girls total out working.
Circling Denny, I spotted a shorter brunette strolling in a very tight blue miniskirt, didn't look like the average Denny girl. There were several guys all lined up trying to snag her - guys pulling over, guys stopping and holding up traffic, guys driving way too slowly and obviously for anyone's general comfort including the SW who decided to ignore everyone and kept walking. She was only one of three girls I saw the entire night who was really worth picking up.
Driving back through AAA, I spotted a hot, thin BSW in a very short black vinyl mini that didn't really cover her ass. She was standing with the Church Ladies and would occasionally bend over to adjust her shoes, giving the rest of us an eye-popping view. I decided that she was the one I wanted, but couldn't get to her because all the guys kept stopping in the middle of the intersection to gawk and attempt a pickup. By the time I finally got back around, I saw her up the block and crossing Aurora. Running over to Hostess as fast as possible, I discovered I was fourth in line for the approach and had no chance. However, when I got up closer I realized that she was a fairly well-known local escort who goes by the name of Britney on the local escort boards. She spotted me, ignored all the guys trying to pick her up and started calling me out by my board handle while waving.
Britney was looking damn good - she's lost some weight, is very curvy and cut her hair into a shorter bob. Also didn't hurt that she was all decked-out in full-on 'ho gear complete with the fur coat. However, i've dated Brit in the past and for some reason I don't feel the chemistry with her so I no longer hire her. When we see each other out making the rounds, she always jumps in, catches me up on the latest news for a few moments and then jumps right back out.
Other than that, I only saw one other gal worth picking up - a tallish BSW dressed in a very tight red mini-dress. She had a hot, thin body but alas she didn't seem very interested in getting picked up. As with the other girls, there were guys lined-up several deep trying to get at her but she wouldn't give anyone the time of day. When I finally cornered her on a quiet side-street she wouldn't look at me and walked on. I didn't see her out again for the rest of the night.
Finally, the police moved in and put a car on nearly every corner, effectively killing the night's festivities. I ended up going home, thinking to myself that the days of 'ho'ing in the AAA are probably finally over.
Late Report - Christy, Thursday Aurora Cruise
I went out after work on Thursday and ended up cruising further north up Aurora and found Christy walking just before the Oaktree area. She looked good from a distance so I swung around and picked her up.
Christy said she was from California but staying up here for a while, friendly but obviously been through the wringer. Still had fairly nice teeth, long and naturally curly reddish-blonde hair, small A/B cups and fairly good bottom-half. She was wearing a tan leather jacket (I think it was leather) and tight jeans. Said she was 28, but man she looked 12 years older than that after she got in.
Christy recommended that we go back to her room but I wasn't sure that I was going to pull the trigger on this engagement, she just wasn't what I was looking for after I saw her up-close. However, since I was already heading back south I told her i'd drop her off at her room. Christy directed me to her motel and it turns out that it was one of the notorious motels further south on Aurora in the Fremont area. I'm forgetting the name of it at the moment, but it's the red building across Aurora form the Thunderbird motel.
Christy asked me if I was still mulling over my decision for a date and I admitted that I still wasn't sure. She asked me to walk her to her room and by then maybe I would know, so we parked around back. I don't know why I went, I pretty much already knew my answer but I guess I was just in it for the adventure. The sun was out and traffic was heavy, I was very uncomfortable walking with a hooker out in daylight into a trashy-looking motel room facing Aurora and voiced my concern. Christy mistook my concern and said, "oh, it's okay - the manager here smokes crack, she ain't gonna tell nobody".
Oh great, absolutely perfect. Knowing this somehow didn't make me feel any better.
As we walked around back toward the front, I began to notice a [i]very large number[/i] of spent syringes lying around on the motel grounds. My skin began to crawl, but for the sake of adventure I walked forward. Christy unlocked the door, went in and immediately pulled her shirt off, revealing scarred skin and sores. I put my head inside and saw a completely trashed-out motel room and I just got the creeps. I told her that I had changed my mind and before she could offer a rebuttal I had turned and began walking out of there.
I took the shortcut around the side of the motel and jumped off an embankment near the dumpster and immediately noticed a huge fuckload of syringes scattered all around the grassy area and dumpster. The whole scene gave me the creeps all over again and for the first time ever I began to feel sick to my stomach at how some of these girls live. Sure, they tell me the stories of crack addiction and alcohol, but I rarely if ever actually see the syringes and living conditions. Even though I know better and don't believe that i'm naive, the whole situation just hit home like never before.
Christy told me that she had a high number of regulars and she gave me her phone number. I know that I won't call her, but for those of you who date her and haven't seen her scars and sores and her general living conditions, be forewarned.