Camaro hair- Rocker MILF at Art Lofts
On the way back from the Country Club I spotted a Civie-Diversifier crawling to the gas station on Glisan. White, thin, Rocker, full Camaro MILF, in full Whitesnake, half shirt, Farrah hair, touch of skante. Swooped her near Galinas air machine. Got the life story, smokes jumbo (crazy, I thought they were pills on foil now) crack / whiff.
Got her naked, thin, clean. 1/2 & 1/2 near the Halsey frontage road. Got her squirming, riding and swallowing. Dropped her back near the Art Lofts. $60 donation. Didn't take her number down, not that dynamic, one and done. I'm getting rocked to sleep. Happy hunting.
Always great posts, Zavi!
Thanks for all the great shares!
MHR.
[QUOTE=ZaviJava;7171719]Saturday Night:
This chilly night my objective was for the copilot & I to huddle down with some movies or half-finished book. Was cleaning a large Dungeness that my fishing buddy dropped off earlier when Tori called wanting to know if I'd like to see her tonight. I wouldn't have minded yet feeling kinda' broke & telling her didn't seem to faze her much as she asked what was for dinner & what movie was in my queue. Surrendering to her pint-sized self, copilot & I headed Stark direction around 7:00+- with no other thoughts except picking her up & getting back to making some dinner & keeping the fireplace going before a movie or two.
I didn't have high expectations for the avenue with the windy chill. My hopes seemed to be on point as I saw not one walker JCB>Stark>JCB.
No let me roll back that some...
One very sturdy bundled up unknown ethnicity in oversized hooded jacket above heeled boots window talking at Taboo bakery vicinity looked skunty. Yawns.
It didn't matter as my evening's unexpected company & her laundry were waiting at curb as we pulled up.
Made the single Dungeness work in some quesadillas as we warmed up with fireplace & strong margaritas while we watched a movie or two before retiring late.
Recon Soundtrack: John Coltrane Quartet "The Complete Impulse Studio Recordings". Disc 3. "A Love Supreme" never fails to evoke the same visceral reaction when I first heard it over thirty+ years ago on Boston's WGBH "Eric in The Evenings" jazz show one freezing winter night while suffering through redeveloping what study habits I'd ever had.
[URL]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ll3CMgiUPuU[/URL]
Sunday Afternoon:
Leaving Tori to her laundry & an extended clawfoot soak while copilot & I did a quick combo grocery run JCB>Immigrant Statue>JCB around 4:15+-.
Past Eastport yet near the Core carts had an older blonde or diversifier WSW w/ prominent proboscis in jeans & blue jacket above sneakers who gave a raggedy summer tooth smile at me when stuck at Powell light backup. If you could actually get past that Jimmy Durante, I'd imagine the experience would be more oral castration than blowjob...
The west side near soon to open homeless cabins between Pine>Ash somewhat continued its renaissance of walkers with a previously seen skinny WSW or LSW in brightly colored striped stockings & matching long scarf ankle boots below hooded jacket above. Was missing interest due to her propensity to stare down at her shoes...
Walgreen hedges Tofu place had the previously photo documented trim older brunette in jeans & sneakers below black winter coat She was walking in Couch for some waiting truck.
Both the above were gone on my return...
Experienced a little "Deja Vu" moment at Beech with long haired red lipstick wearing blonde seen there in exact same headband outfit as previous recon. Laughs...
On my way back Murder Street had an alright looking younger sturdy BSW in pink onesie between red fuck me heels & short black jacket. Admired her ass almost as much as I admired that below her jacket, she was so underdressed in the chilly weather. Hell, I'd walked the copilot earlier & was still chilled in several layers.
Last seen was at Flavel criddler convenience where a low key dressed thinner long haired dirty blonde in dark slacks & jacket attracting the obvious attention of some black sedan at the Flavel side of store before quickly hopping in. Never seen her before. I think...
With the next couple nights getting below below freezing Tori hung out until Wednesday AM. Despite her obvious charms one of my favorite things about her is she never gives me shit about my propensity for low thermostat settings. Good times with for nothing but warm meals & perhaps the copilots & mine company.
Recon Soundtrack: Grateful Dead - Levi Stadium Santa Clara June 27,2015. Set 1. Despite attending this show it's still one I revisit frequently. Especially the extended first set closer "Viola Lee Blues".
[URL]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R5iDlfgwbog[/URL]
Safe Recons & tight lines.
Now Playing: Garth Hudson "The Sea to The North". The most unlikely member of a band, a musician you could not have invented but a true musical original & in my mind the architect of the Band's unique sound.
Besides seeing The Band in its Robertson era (opening for CSNY July '74, Stanford's Frost Amphitheatre June '76 & Thanksgiving '76 at The Last Waltz) & later versions at least twice I can recall (opening for the Dead NYE '83 & below).
I got a chance to meet & interact with Hudson when I worked at Woodstock '94. When I helped him level his keyboards before their set started. Ran back & forth in 95+ degree heat a half mile to where my table saw was, cutting different thickness plywood shims until he was satisfied. Exasperated while simultaneously cracking me up when he pulled out small bubble level out of his pocket & pronounced the job well done. Only wished I'd had enough foresight in my semi heat stroke/stoned brain to ask for an autographed scrap of plywood.
Never be another like him & until yesterday the last one standing of one of the most influential bands ever. RIP.
I'll be damned if I can find a good link to Hudson's solo album, but if you are fan it's worth giving a listen.
[URL]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h_7q9_EJYvE&t=118s[/URL][/QUOTE]