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I am no longer a "K Ave" virgin - Thankyou Christy
Finally! The deed has been done. I got my K Ave cherry busted, Thursday. About time. She was not the best looking girl on the Ave, but she is a ten in my book. Like I said before, and will keep on reminding you guys, it is always, always, about attitude. Christy has a really nice attitude.
Hmmmm! I don’t want to get too far ahead of myself. So let’s start at the beginning. I got to the Avenue around 6:30pm. I thought this would be a good time for a new guy, to check-out the area. I started my hunt near the Dunkin Donuts, where I first spotted Christy. From a distance she looked good, but I wanted to see who else was out. On my second trip down the K, I picked-up a pot faced middle aged, rather unpleasing girl. She agreed on my offer really quick. I passed, told her maybe some other time. She just wasn’t my type. On my third trip I noticed Christy again, about a block farther down on the Ave. I pass her up again, I didn’t like the area she was in, there was a guy standing near by and she was pacing between him and the corner. On my next trip up the Ave I am starting to get a case of the nerves, I don’t like this driving back and forth, actions like that can get you noticed.
(I am going to take a break from my adventures, at this point. I’d like to make a few comments before I continue. On just about every trip up and down the avenue, I spotted girls who I knew were working, but they always seemed to be on the wrong side of the street. Then there were the girls I saw going up side streets, who seemed to disappear before I could get turned around. I even made a U turn on one occasion, something I almost never do. Near a park by a train stop, I got the attention of a pretty young thing, she would have been my first choice. She came up to the passenger side door and asked what I wanted to do. I told her to get in. She said no, ”There are too many cops out here”. Maybe she just didn’t want to date me. I don’t know what the case was. Then there were the Transit Police. I saw them oust a couple from the park. I guess, I was taken back by all the traffic and goings on under the EL. It’s a wild place, and it wasn’t even 8:00 on a Thursday night. What must it be like after dark, on a Saturday?)
Okay, back to the hunt. I decided to try Christy. She was still there. She was three or four blocks down from the Dunkin Donuts, still pacing, but the dude was gone. I pulled right up on the avenue and parked about five car lengths from the corner, behind a couple of parked cars and waited. She spotted me and walked down to the car. She gave me a nice smile and asked if she could get in. From there on we hit it off. I liked this girl. It wasn’t that she was drop died beautiful, because she wasn’t. But, she was clean, nicely dressed and had a pleasant personality with a face that was okay to look at.
I had a plan. This is important. I don’t want anybody to miss understand. I was not out to get laid or even get a BJ. I just wanted to get my feet wet. I don’t know the neighborhood, the lay out of the streets, the girls, or how things may differ from what I am use to. Besides, I saw a lot more LE then I am use to seeing. What are they after, me, drug dealers, the hos or are they just out for lunch? I also know that if you are nervous and not comfortable with what you are doing, that is when you are more likely to make mistakes. So I had already decided to take it easy and just get my feet wet.
I had a plan. I went to work with it. I began by playing the part of a novice ho chaser. I figured that if I came off like a battle harden ho chaser, she’d go on the defense and get into her harden ho mode. Instead, by acting like a nice guy on my first hunt, I ended up with a lot of matronly advice. First I said, “I’d like to take you picture is that okay?” (I usually start out by trying to make sure the girl isn’t LE.) She said that would be alright. I asked if she’d ever had her pictures taken. She asked, “nude?” I replied, “Sure, is there a problem with that?” “No,” she said. By now, we are heading down and around the corner, nobody is following and I am starting to feel pretty sure that she isn’t LE. I pulled over and started to set some rules. I told her I didn’t pay until we’re finish. She was okay with that. I asked how much did she get for a BJ. She said, “30.” I told her, “ I’ll give you 20 for ten pictures.” She agreed. (I only bring that last part up because it is a ploy that works well for me. After I see the body, and if I feel good about everything, I’ll offer an additional 20 for FS or a BJ. Do the math. That’s a total of 40 bucks, just ten more then her original asking price. 40 is more then 30, but she has done more for it. I usually get just what I wanted and I keep control of the bargaining so I can back off at any point.) I asked if she knew a park or construction site we could use as a background.
She took me to an area outside of a playground/rec-center, across from a lot/construction site. I didn’t like the spot. But, I had to piss, so we pulled into the lot. I got out to piss and check out the area. I still didn’t like it, across from a playground, opposite kids playing? What the heck, lets do this, I decided. Around about picture number eight, the cops pull up across the street. They stop and check us out. I am standing outside, leaning into the drivers’ window, like I am talking to someone. She is in the car climbing back over to the passenger side, grabbing for her pants. The cops U-turned onto our side of the street and checked us out some more. I am telling her to slow down and put her pants on. She was in a panic and having a hard time getting into them. Just as she asked, “What are they doing now?” They pulled off. I looked at her sitting there, and in a cool flat voice I said, “Calm down, take a deep breath and relax for a minute, because that’s what I’m going to do.” We both busted out laughing. It was funny as shit. No kidding. That’s how I busted my K Ave cherry.
Even though I didn’t get down and dirty with Christy, I am going to go out on a limb and recommend her as a real pro. She really got into the picture taking. She posed and smiled, laughing and commenting that she was having fun. From the very beginning to the end she was cool. She said she is not out there often but works from her phone. She gave me her number. I asked if I could give it to some of my friends and she said that would be fine. She seemed more then happy that I’d be passing her number around. I thought it strange that she never asked what I’d be doing with her pictures. She did seem very interested in seeing them and asked me to bring them next time I came. As we drove to where she wanted to be drop off, she gave me pointers on picking girls up on the Ave. She was sincere in the way she schooled me. She really impressed me. I like this girl.
Some of you may already know Christy. I took her to be a long term regular. If so, update you review. What were you experiences like?
I will share her number with regular posters, because she said I could give it to my friends. You guys are my friends, right? As for her pictures, a little decorum please, fellows. Please don’t go back to her bragging about seeing her ass spread out on the internet. The first time I hear about it, I’m out of here. The first time a girl tells me that someone has been asking about the guy who took their picture, I’m outa here. Face it, there a some goofy guys out there, not to mention LE peeking in, so, I am going to be looking out for number one, me. I don’t mind playing as long as everyone plays by the rules and nobody gets hurt.
CookyJar
When's enough, enough Breeze
[QUOTE=Ronald Jeramy]At what point would you guys answer a PM and give up a phone number of a provider?
I just think that if your smart you can get a providers info. from other sources. Like ter? all you need is a name and location right?[/QUOTE]I was wondering the same thing. What happens if some bloke calls and hassles the girl. I do have my reputation to thank about. In most cases I provide a name, location and picture. That ought to be enough.
I don't mind sharing. But, I feel like I am standing in the middle of the street, with my dick waving in the Breeze.I am going to back off a bit. I'll keep posting, but; I am going to whole on to my phone numbers until I get a better feeling about what goes on, on this board.
CookyJar
Stopping to smell the flowers
[QUOTE=Ci-Traveler]Never negotiate anything in the car or ask to meet someone further down the street. If they aren't willing to get in the car where you are - drive away.
ci-traveler[/QUOTE]I agree with you 100%. I figured she was either LE or just didn't want to date me. If a girl doesn't want to get in the car it's because she has a reason. If could be that she doesn't date blacks. I could be that she thinks you're ugly or smelly. It might just be that she doesn't think you have the right amount of money. It's doesn't matter why. It's a bad sign. Drive away.
I also like the idea of not making things to obvious. I also like the idea of parking my car, and taking a scroll, not necessarily to pick up the girl, but to check things out. You can get a better idea of whats happening if you stop and smell the flowers. Driving pass, you miss alot. Sometime I stop and pretend to be having lunch in the car or waiting for someone or working in the car, all the time watching how things unfold. (Nocturnal hunters might wanna try a different tack - like keeping their ass in the car, with the motor running - because the boogie man comes out at night.)
CookyJar
