CookyJar's Streetwalker Photos

[QUOTE=CookyJar;3896071]I originally posted this back in 2010. [POST=970657][b][u]Click on this link to see the original post and responses to, "What Exactly is GFE"[/b][/POST][/u] At the time I got a couple of pretty nice positive responses. However, none of the response address the original question: [B] What Exactly Is Girlfriend Experience (GFE)[/B]. What is it that we expect? Once again, I put it to the entire, USASexGuide open Forum. [U]What is the true meaning of, GFE (Girlfriend Experience)?[/U] or what is, in your humble opinion, qualifies as a true Girlfriend Experience.

CookyJar.[/QUOTE]I agree with your take that it varies from person to person. That said, when I think of GFE, I think of intimacy, even if it is fake. I think kissing is implied. Maybe they learn and remember and say your name. They allow you to do things to them for their own pleasure (whether fake or real), such as fingering, DATY, etc. The specifics may vary from person to person, but I think GFE implies the kind of mutually pleasurable intimate experience one has (or hopes to have) in a relationship.

I have often thought our hobby is really two different groups thrown together. Guys looking to find a replacement for the intimacy they are lacking (Single. Sexless marriage. Recently dumped and hurting. Whatever, no judgement here), and guys trying to get their rocks off in a way that's fun and easy, like masturbating only better. I am FIRMLY in the second camp. I have always had the intimacy in my life, but rarely have dated women with a sex drive that compares to mine. As such, GFE feels like cheating to me, while non-GFE is just like a transaction. I hate when a surprise GFE happens (often at spas). There is a spa in Wilkes-Barre I used to go to when I would visit family that I can't go to any more. Every woman there is into kissing and being all romantic. It doesn't cost extra, and I know guys who would kill for that. But every time it happens I tense up. I want to drop some cash, drop a load, have the whole focus be on my pleasure, and GTFO.

I see what you did there CJ. First you post a couple of pics of an average girl (Daisy) that would not get a second look from us. Then you switch to a very hot looking young model type and expect us to believe it is the same girl. Nope, nope, not falling for it. (However I will be stopping for every average looking girl on the Ave from now on). TT.

Some of you guys might remember me posting about Adrienne a while back. Some of you might not. Adrienne was a stripper I had met at a club in the Bristol / Levittown area. She was down for play outside of work. We hung out once and then she kinda flaked out the other times I wanted to hangout with her. She asked me to post on here on her behalf. I did so and I think a few guys got to experience her. Shortly after she asked me to post for her again that she was done. Today she messaged me wanting me to post again for her. I went to visit her and she's doing well so it seems. She's now in a hotel in the Bristol / Levittown area. Here's some photos of her from today. She's looking for new clients, if you want to have some fun give her a shout. Two six seven 981 one two nine seven.

[QUOTE=JerseyDevil52;3899760]Some of you guys might remember me posting about Adrienne a while back. Some of you might not. Adrienne was a stripper I had met at a club in the Bristol / Levittown area. She was down for play outside of work. We hung out once and then she kinda flaked out the other times I wanted to hangout with her. She asked me to post on here on her behalf. I did so and I think a few guys got to experience her. Shortly after she asked me to post for her again that she was done. Today she messaged me wanting me to post again for her. I went to visit her and she's doing well so it seems. She's now in a hotel in the Bristol / Levittown area. Here's some photos of her from today. She's looking for new clients, if you want to have some fun give her a shout. Two six seven 981 one two nine seven.[/QUOTE]Can you share info?

[QUOTE=GoodGoodTime;3896853]I agree with your take that it varies from person to person. That said, when I think of GFE, I think of intimacy, even if it is fake. I think kissing is implied. Maybe they learn and remember and say your name. They allow you to do things to them for their own pleasure (whether fake or real), such as fingering, DATY, etc. The specifics may vary from person to person, but I think GFE implies the kind of mutually pleasurable intimate experience one has (or hopes to have) in a relationship.
I have often thought our hobby is really two different groups thrown together. Guys looking to find a replacement for the intimacy they are lacking (Single. Sexless marriage. Recently dumped and hurting. Whatever, no judgement here), and guys trying to get their rocks off in a way that's fun and easy, like masturbating only better. I am FIRMLY in the second camp. I have always had the intimacy in my life, but rarely have dated women with a sex drive that compares to mine. As such, GFE feels like cheating to me, while non-GFE is just like a transaction. I hate when a surprise GFE happens (often at spas). There is a spa in Wilkes-Barre I used to go to when I would visit family that I can't go to any more. Every woman there is into kissing and being all romantic. It doesn't cost extra, and I know guys who would kill for that. But every time it happens I tense up. I want to drop some cash, drop a load, have the whole focus be on my pleasure, and GTFO.[/QUOTE]This is a great response, Good Good Time, to a difficult topic.

I believe the key word is, "fake. " I expect fake. If the lady isn't into it enough to at least fake, a little, then she is little more than a warm body. A living doll. The problem begins, for a lot of guys, when the fake intimacy, the act is so good and the actress is so good at her job; the monger begins to believe it is real. That in itself would not be bad, but when reality does set-in, the monger blames the girl. When the experience turns out to be other than what they thought it was or what they thought it should have been, some guys in their disappointment fault the relationship. There is never any real intimacy in a provider, monger relationship. And! If the provider is a streetwalker, any appearance of intimacy is not only fake, but fleeting. However, like in most cases where my money is concern, I want my money's worth. I want more bang for my buck. I appreciated it when she remembers my name, smiles, offers intimate little details and fakes it.

In my own humble opinion, a GFE (Girl Friend Experience) is when, even if it's just for a moment, the relationship resembles something real, two people doing what two people do. For me it does not mean, DFK or DATY. A smile goes a long way.

For example, in most of Daisy's pictures her smile is unbelievable. Is she truly enjoying herself or is it fake? No! She is not smiling because I told her to smile or asked her to smile. That's 100% her smiling. Many of the poses were also her idea. The pretzel pose was totally her idea. Although, I enjoyed my time with her, not for one minute did I believe our relationship was anything other than model and photographer. No matter how bright or how enticing her smile, no matter how much I appreciated her smile and attitude and no matter how much I wanted to believe; I never let down my guard and I checked my pockets and belongings once our time together ended. All things being equal, she is still a streetwalker.

CookyJar.

[QUOTE=CookyJar;3901365]This is a great response, Good Good Time, to a difficult topic.

I believe the key word is, "fake. " I expect fake. If the lady isn't into it enough to at least fake, a little, then she is little more than a warm body. A living doll. The problem begins, for a lot of guys, when the fake intimacy, the act is so good and the actress is so good at her job; the monger begins to believe it is real. That in itself would not be bad, but when reality does set-in, the monger blames the girl. When the experience turns out to be other than what they thought it was or what they thought it should have been, some guys in their disappointment fault the relationship. There is never any real intimacy in a provider, monger relationship. And! If the provider is a streetwalker, any appearance of intimacy is not only fake, but fleeting. However, like in most cases where my money is concern, I want my money's worth. I want more bang for my buck. I appreciated it when she remembers my name, smiles, offers intimate little details and fakes it..[/QUOTE]I'm new here. The girl in the pics use to post on BP when it was up.

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[QUOTE=Tazdude;3901294]Can you share info?[/QUOTE]How much more info do you need / want? All you need is there in the post. Not trying to be rude. Give her a call or text and she'll let you know the rest.

I called / texted. Got a text back that I had the wrong number.

Hmmm.

[QUOTE=JerseyDevil52;3901671]How much more info do you need / want? All you need is there in the post. Not trying to be rude. Give her a call or text and she'll let you know the rest.[/QUOTE]

[QUOTE=JerseyDevil52;3901671]How much more info do you need / want? All you need is there in the post. Not trying to be rude. Give her a call or text and she'll let you know the rest.[/QUOTE]Friggin typo of the number on my phone!

Gah.

[QUOTE=CookyJar;3892957]Daisy is a cute Hispanic spin with a tight little ass and a great personality.

My understanding is that she has been hanging around the Huntingdon Station area for a while. At first, when I saw her on the street, she reminded me of Lil Michelle. They had similar body types and complexions. Daisy is a lot more upbeat and outgoing. There is no substitute for experience.

Although her street appearance is not all that appealing, she does stick out among the crowd, so I am sure others have seen her and probably passed her up. On the other hand, I am certain others have seen her and took the chance. Either way, I would like to hear from anyone who has seen her recently. My time with Daisy went a little further than the average car date and I would love a second chance at her firm little bubble butt.

CookyJar.[/QUOTE]This girl has the face of a model! What the heck is she doing working the streets?

And, I thought I was her first.

[QUOTE=Lance547;3901416]I'm new here. The girl in the pics use to post on BP when it was up.
[URL]https://liveescortreviews.com/ad/philadelphia/215-403-3093/1/843173[/URL][/QUOTE]Excellent 2nd post for a newbie. I hope no one minds that I copied, edited and reposted her pictures from [URL]Liveescortreviews.com[/URL].

For years, I have been trying to point out that many of the girls who work the streets of Kensington arrive here by way of Backpage, escort sites, Gentlemen clubs and other more agreeable sources. Many girls start off their sex worker careers as internet providers, club dancers or even college escorts before finding themselves working the streets. Other girls begin as streetwalkers and are later recruited by escort services and handlers, for work at the higher levels. I have known a number of young pretty ladies who rotate back and forth between clubs, the internet and the streets. They migrate to the money and where it can be made.

Daisy isn't the first and she won't be the last.

CookyJar.

P.S.: Other than the fact that my photographic work is better, there is no difference between these pictures and mine if you exclude the background and setting. In truth, I like mine better.

I love you Cookie. I bow down to your sharing on this site.

Would you be interested in a new game?

I saw this thread out of the corner of my eye as I passed by the front page.

It was in the most recent post list. I had to go back a page and check it out.

It turns out that it was the first post of a brand new thread.

"Worst tramp stamp. EVER!

[URL]http://www.usasexguide.nl/forum/showthread.php?30105-Worst-tramp-stamp.-EVER[/URL]

[QUOTE=TexacoTim;3897983]I see what you did there CJ. First you post a couple of pics of an average girl (Daisy) that would not get a second look from us. Then you switch to a very hot looking young model type and expect us to believe it is the same girl. Nope, nope, not falling for it. (However I will be stopping for every average looking girl on the Ave from now on). TT.[/QUOTE]It is my Mann. Time beats everyone. She is the same chick trust me.

[QUOTE=CookyJar;3863704]My report in the Houston Texas, Streetwalker Thread.

I thought some of you here the Philadelphia area might be interested.

First, let me make one thing clear, I do not know why things worked out the way they did. As best that I can, I am trying to remember and report things as they happened. Somewhere, within this report is some good advice. Unfortunately, I don't know where or what it is.

After she left the room the first girl turned and walked to her left. I followed shortly thinking there must be an exit in that direction, I drove to the left. There was no exit to the left and just one exit out of the lot. Where had she gone, there was no alley, nothing. As I backed-up and turned around I saw the first girl walking on a balcony, just above my room. I didn't give her a second thought as I exited the Luxury Inn motel parking area and returned to the scroll.

When I had first located the scroll and after I had spotted the first girl, I did a short look see around the neighborhood. Altogether I saw a small Hispanic looking spinner walking down the middle of the street, a big butt BSW crossing the street, a pawg sitting under a tree, a tall slim built mannish looking BSW, Evelyn and the first girl. After leaving the motel and the first girl, I did a search for the small spinner. Spinners are my preference, but I am always leary of girls walking down the middle of busy streets. I drove pass the big butt BSW and tried to get a better look at the PAWG, sitting in the shade on the other side of the road. Continuing down the street I intended to drive around the block and get a better view of the PAWG. Before I could reach the next cross street and make my turn, I saw Evelyn and she saw me. I turned, went around the block and stopped at the stop sign. Evelyn walked up and I decided, "why not. " Altogether, from my first arrival, I was on the stroll maybe an hour. That's not counting the time with Evelyn, in the motel.

(In an effort to make a long story short, I am going to forego and report on my time spent in the motel with Evelyn later when I post the rest of her pictures.).

We pick-up this tale as Evelyn and I leave the motel.

As Evelyn and I exited the motel parking lot, for no other reason than good driving, I looked to my left before turning right onto Crosstimbers Street. When I looked to my left all traffic was stopped at the light on Airline Drive. In all honesty, I cannot be 100% certain about cars parked in the lots or gas station to my right. I stopped at the light at Crosstimbers and the Service road before turning right. Again, I saw nothing unusual. At about two or three city blocks down the Service Road, at Riggs street, a black county cruiser lite me up. I was not sure he wanted me; I had done nothing wrong, so I turned right onto Riggs street, pulled over and stopped.

A black county law enforcement officer walked up to my driver's side window and asked for my driver's license. He stated that I had failed to use my turn signal when I had exited the motel's parking lot. Upon seeing my Pennsylvania driver's license, he asked me if I had Texas ID. I thought that unusual. If I had good Texas ID, wouldn't I have given it to him? If, for some reason I was being deceptive, would I suddenly just volunteered and give him another license? He then, without reason, asked me to get out of my vehicle and come back to his cruiser. After asking me to face his cruiser, he performed a quick pat-down and asked me if I had any weapons. After patting my down and with me still facing his cruiser he got into his vehicle. With my driver's license in his hand, I assumed he was using the police radio. He finished doing whatever he was doing and walked back to me. He asked my permission to search my car. This was a very unusual request for someone being stopped for a traffic violation. But! I gave him permission. Just before leaving the motel, I had asked Evelyn about her drug preferences and gambled that she had been honest when she said she was not holding. Very few crack users can hold onto drugs beyond a few minutes. He then walked to the passenger side of my car and engaged with Evelyn for about a minute, before bringing her out to the back of my car, where they talked and he took out a note pad and wrote something down.

With his note pad in his hand, he walked over to me and asked if I knew her named, and I answered "Evelyn. " He then asked if I knew her last name. I said, "No. " He asked me if I would know her last name if I saw it. I said, "No. " He asked me, "You know what it looks like?" I said, "It's a rental," thinking he was asking about the car. He replied in a rough voice, "Prostitution, it looks like prostitution. " He then took his little noted pad, walked back to Evelyn and walked with her to the passenger seat.

I was watching Officer #1, with Evelyn and did not notice the black, unmarked cruiser, with officers #2 and #3 pull up on the other side of Riggs St.

Officer#2 walked over to me and positioned himself on my left shoulder. He asked if I had anything sharp in my pockets, before checking the insides. After Officer #2 had checked my pockets, I asked him if I could get my cap out of back seat, because the sun light hurt my eyes. He said for me to wait a minute. Officer #3 positioned himself on my right between the back of my car and officer #1's cruiser. He said nothing.

Officer #2 moved to within an elbow's length and asked if he could search my vehicle. I said yeah and he walked to the driver's side, opened the door and bent over. After checking the front driver's side, he opened the driver's side back door and checked inside. My baseball cap, with Vietnam veteran emblem was on the back seat. After checking the driver's side, officer #2 walked back to my left side, without my cap and repositioned himself on my left side.

While Officer #2 was checking the cars drivers side, Officer #3 and #1, had Evelyn come back to the rear of my vehicle. Office #3 had her lift her bra from the bottom, so that everything dropped to the ground. Officer #3 seemed disappointed as he bent over, checked what had fell, picked-up her money that had dropped and returned it to her. After being searched and getting her money returned, Evelyn returned to the passenger seat.

The attention of all three officers turned to me.

Officer #3 positioned himself on my right and asked what I was doing in this neighborhood. I said I was lost and asking for direction. He guffed, "Do you think I don't know what's going on?" I said nothing. Officer #2, once again within an elbows length, asked, "So you just picked her up asking for direction?" I said nothing. Officer #1 had move right in front of me and asked was I on medication. I said, "Yes, for diabetes. " He asked what was in the metal key chain container. I said, "Metformin and glipizide. " Officer #1 almost yelled that I was supposed to have it in a prescription bottle. Officer #3 angrily asked, "Do you think I'm stupid. " And Officer #2 quickly added, "You came down there looking for dope or crack, right?" I replied, "No, I don't do drugs. " All three were standing around me backed up against the cruiser, waiting for me to say something. Without any explanation officer #1 handed me my driver's license and said, "I could get you for not having the prescription bottle. " As I took my license and walked pass officer #1, officer #3 said, "You'd better get rid of her, quick. " I said that I would drop her off down the street. Got in my car and got the hell out of there.

When I got into my vehicle, Evelyn was boo hooing, real tears, like a little baby. She kept saying, "They let me go," over and over again. At first she was just talking to herself. Later, on her phone, she said, "They let me go, they let me go...I don't know why, they let me go. " As we drove, without looking at me, she said, "Here's your phone," and placed my cell phone on the console between us. I dropped her off and that was that. Except for one last thing, later as I was driving, I noted that my $149 dollar airbuds were missing.

[INDENT] The stop was never about my not using a turn signal. They were more interested in searching and finding something. They crowded me, standing within elbow length, so that they could record me on the mikes hanging from their vest. According to Evelyn, they let her go even after finding a crack pipe in her purse. They never asked me where I was staying. No one ever asked for owners card or proof of insurance. There is, to my knowledge, no place that Officer #1 could have positioned himself to observe whether I had used a left turn signal when I left the motels driveway. He seemed to have been waiting for me to leave the motel (probably in the lot next door).

Why was I stopped? Why was I let go? They never checked Evelyns ID. Why?

It could have been a case of mistaken identity. The 2018 white jeep wrangler special addition, that I driving was nice, but not drug dealer nice. Officer #1 seemed genially surprised to see my PA drivers license and that I was from out of town.

I dont know what I did right or whether they did something wrong. Maybe I was just lucky. But! I never gave them any reason to be upset, nor did I give them any information suggesting that I was doing anything illegal. For the most part, I cooperated. I am certain that I was being recorded. [/INDENT]

I am sure there is some useable information (what to do when stopped by LE) somewhere within this report.

CookyJar.[/QUOTE]Those cops didn't care about arresting you for Prostitution. They were looking for drugs. The hotel you were at is probably used for drug distribution as well as prostitution. But they weren't interested in a prostitution bust. Their mission was finding cars with drugs.

Actually, in the ACLU and other Know Your Rights Videos, they tell people who stopped by police not to allow a search of your car. But since you had nothing and they didn't find anything on her, they let you go. If it was a single cop looking for a prostitution bust, they would have drilled you more on that.

[QUOTE=JohnLongDong;3910324]Those cops didn't care about arresting you for Prostitution. They were looking for drugs. The hotel you were at is probably used for drug distribution as well as prostitution. But they weren't interested in a prostitution bust. Their mission was finding cars with drugs.

Actually, in the ACLU and other Know Your Rights Videos, they tell people who stopped by police not to allow a search of your car. But since you had nothing and they didn't find anything on her, they let you go. If it was a single cop looking for a prostitution bust, they would have drilled you more on that.[/QUOTE]I agree. The only advice that I can give is to stay calm.

The problem with refusing a search is that if they really want to harass you, they can hold you while they get a warrant for a search. I took a big chance on the girl not having anything because she had just told me she didn't have anything. You can't always trust the girl to be truthful.

CookyJar.