Streetwalker Reports

[QUOTE=Jimi Hendrix]No, I'm with you, brother. I checked the Hendrix files, and it looks like it was actually Novemberish when I saw Tabitha last. Based on your intel, if she's fallen off that badly in the last 8 months, you just "promoted" her yo the JH No-Fly List... Thanks for letting us know...

'Scuse me while I kiss the sky... -- Jimi Hendrix[/QUOTE]

Man, I love your style. I checked Amazon but apparently there is no compendium of your stuff available... you should rethink this. With the stories you've shared and your way of telling 'em that's both fun and educational ("funducational"??) I'd line up to buy a copy. I think a lot of us would.

Long may the Hendrixmobile run.

[QUOTE=Deepthroat6987]Man, I love your style...Long may the Hendrixmobile run.[/QUOTE]Thx, DT. -- Jimi

I ran into a gal who goes by Andrea today outside Kelly's on 3rd and Bell. Just curious if anyone has any info on her? I was on foot and she asked me to join her for a beer. Said she'd buy her own. She's white, excellent trim body, probably in her 40's. But very well put together. Picked up a butt from the sidewalk to smoke. She gave me her digits. But the conversation never got explicit. Said she was homeless, but looked like a jogger. I think she's in the game, but she seemed pretty bright. Any info on her, you can pm me. Just curious what her game is before I call her.

Thanks

Hey folks. I wanted to check to see if anyone has met this gal...

On May 1st, around one in the morning, I met an interesting looking skater or rocker type chick outside of the 7-11 in Greenlake. She looked perhaps 30 (I later learned 34), and had tight jeans that fit her poorly, so that whenever she moved her ass was constantly popping out of her pants. She was reclining on the sidewalk in front of the shop, hanging out with her large black dog and furiously scratching scratch tickets.

I struck up the briefest of conversations with her, and was a little taken aback when she offered me a pair of cufflinks from various plastic bags full of cufflinks, tie tacks, lapel pins and other antique junk jewelry that she was carrying around in her backpack. We talked for maybe 40 minutes while I drank a coffee. I wasn't sure if she was homeless, a working girl, or just a weirdo.

I offered her a ride to wherever, mostly because she was interesting and very nice looking in an exotic, weird and slightly disheveled way.

Well, we wound up spending the next 12 hours driving around Ballard in my van. She may have been on a meth bender because she didn't stop talking the whole time, and insisted that I drive her from dumpster to dumpster so that she could look for scratch tickets. She actually found a ton of good, discarded tickets during this period, and also seemed to have memorized the pay off order of new tickets at various 7-11 locations, for about 300.00 dollars all said, which after cashing in she used at eight the next morning to purchase 50.00 worth of make up that she had no idea how to put on. If she looked like a weirdo before the make up, she looked like a crack ***** weirdo after...

I was on my way to a funeral at the time, and despite her having thoughtfully inviting herself along, I had to basically physically remove her and all the shit we had swiped from various dumpsters and Goodwill drop-offs during the night. Strange thing is, I still kind of enjoyed her company.

She got kind of weirdly sexual as I forced her to go. Is she a known SW, or just a lunatic? I still have her telephone number, but she has never picked up or returned either of the (2) messages I've left since May.

A lost cause? A diamond in the rough?

[QUOTE=Xdentx]...She's white, excellent trim body, probably in her 40's...Said she was homeless, but looked like a jogger...[/QUOTE]Crack'll do that to you. They call it the Belltown Diet -- and it works. ;)

Seriously, though. Someone who drinks at Kelly's and smokes cigatette butts picked up off the sidewalk (in front of Kelly's, no less)... Just how health conscious could she possibly be?

'Scuse me while I kiss the sky. -- Jimi Hendrix

[QUOTE=Jimi Hendrix]Crack'll do that to you. They call it the Belltown Diet -- and it works. ;)

Seriously, though. Someone who drinks at Kelly's and smokes cigatette butts picked up off the sidewalk (in front of Kelly's, no less)... Just how health conscious could she possibly be?

'Scuse me while I kiss the sky. -- Jimi Hendrix[/QUOTE]
+1 on that I have seen some weird BS go down at or near Kelly's

[QUOTE=Rico Roberto]Hey folks. I wanted to check to see if anyone has met this gal...I met an interesting looking skater or rocker type chick outside of the 7-11 in Greenlake...I struck up the briefest of conversations with her, and was a little taken aback when she offered me a pair of cufflinks from various plastic bags full of cufflinks, tie tacks, lapel pins and other antique junk jewelry that she was carrying around in her backpack...She got kind of weirdly sexual as I forced her to go. Is she a known SW, or just a lunatic?[/QUOTE]Obviously a lunatic. I mean, really, who wears French cuffs for semi-formal these days, anyway? ;) -- Jimi Hendrix

[QUOTE=Rico Roberto]
She got kind of weirdly sexual as I forced her to go. Is she a known SW, or just a lunatic? I still have her telephone number, but she has never picked up or returned either of the (2) messages I've left since May.

A lost cause? A diamond in the rough?[/QUOTE]

She is probably all those things. Who said crack hoes have to be sane?

Some of the best sex I ever got was from a Black chick I met in a grocery store in L.A.

Hey Jimi,

Thanks for all of the pix you've been posting--those ones of rebecca looking up at the camera while giving bbbj make me want to go for a drive! Keep up the good work!

Motobone

[QUOTE=Avenue]Onward, I managed to pass the same police car twice in the span of five minutes and my night ended with me getting pulled over and questioned about my activities for the night. After being questioned, I was handed a traffic citation and sent on my way.[/QUOTE]I got chased out of the AAA the other night. No talk, so no ticket for me.

So, I have been holding off on writing this review. I had one of the experiences that make you want to vomit and through away all your rubbers and passwords to these sites. Thing was, I wasn’t even cruising. I got a call from a buddy that wanted to met up for some poker, so we met up at the joint there on Pac Hwy. I was up 50 after a couple hours, so I said "WTF go see what’s out there." Famous last words. I didn’t even make it 1 mile and I saw her, Mia. Shortish, HSW, B’s, Asian mix of some sort. Maybe Polynesian, I don’t know. I was thinking to myself, SCORE! The elusive ASW. SCORE! The pickup was about as perfect as they get. She gets in and I see her face and say. Not bad (lil’score high five). Then things start to go downhill, but my pecker is in charge now, so I stick with it. She is rummaging through her purse looking for shit. Then to my amazement, she dumps it out right there on the fucking floor and seat looking for something. I don’t know what the fuck she was doing, but shit was everywhere. Not good. By the time I find a decent place for the date, she has her shit back in her purse, but then gets all freaked out about someone seeing her, so she puts up her hoodie and puts on her sunglasses. At 1am. She gets down and starts working on the poll (actually a good blow) but then jumps off and screams at me not to bust a nut in her mouth and she wants $5 more to finish (I guess 50 was not enough). Since the blow is actually good and I my peeker was in charge I tell her no prob. Finish. She jumps up again and grabs my phone and says she "needs to make a call ASAP for reals". It is kind of a pet peeve of mine, but I hate when people say "for reals". So, she is talking on my poon phone to her drug dealer that she has "50 for reals" and wants him to stay at his place for 5 more mins. I was not liking this now and was starting to formulate how I was going to get this whack job out of my ride, all the while telling Mr. Johnson he should let me do the thinking from now on. Deal? No big, just need to cool out a bit and get her on her way, so I ask where he is, so I can take her there. Trying to calm her ass down. Playing nice, like I don’t give a shit that I have a tweeker in my car and I didn’t figure it out till 85% way through the fucking date. Moron. So, I drive her down the hill and tell her I’ll wait across the street. She dumps her fucking purse out again and starts looking for whatever the fuck she was looking for the first time. This time I almost lose it. She doesn’t care and asks me for another 10 bucks. I give her a crumpled up one dollar bill and tell her I am tapped, total lie. Fuck her, like I am going to give her any fucking more money. She scoops her shit back into her purse and out she goes. Finally & Thank God! I wait for her to get out of sight, then roll out of there and go down the road to the car wash place and start washing my car at 2am. Fuck me. Then, a cop rolls by and give me the stink eye, fucker stops in the middle of Pac Hwy and just fucking stares at me. Yeah, I know. What fuck is he doing washing his car at fucking 2am. Did he kill someone? Fuck me running! Luckily he has better things to do than to fuck with me. I don’t know what that vacuum sucked up, but I am glad all her crap residue is out of my ride now. I roll in to my place and go inside and guess fucking what. No wallet. No poon phone. Fucking A! To end the night, I sanitized my dick with some purell, pee’d out whatever she may have left behind and started a z-pack that I had left over from a recent trip to Asia. Good fucking night.

[QUOTE=Chubbles]I got chased out of the AAA the other night. No talk, so no ticket for me.[/QUOTE]

I actually got a ticket for "unsafe lane change" when I got pulled over last week.

I knew that fucker was just looking for an excuse to pull me over as I had passed him a few times going the opposite direction. On the final pass, he just whipped around right in the middle of Aurora - I was not speeding, I was not doing anything suspicious other than cruising for chicks and I wasn't even all that obvious about that (slowing down, honking, yelling, etc). He followed me for quite a ways, then I moved over to the right lane and that's when the lights came on.

The cop came up to the window and asked, "what are you doing out here tonight?". I just smiled and politely replied, "ah you know, i'm not doing anything that anyone else out here is or isn't doing". He asked me a few more questions and I didn't really answer, just gave the "I guess I don't understand why you are concerned as to why i'm here". Believe it or not, this cop was actually a fairly nice guy and he didn't lose him temper nor get difficult. He ran my ID, then came back and said, "I feel bad because you're actually a pretty cool guy, but because I pulled you over I [i]have[/i] to give you something. So, i'm giving you a citation with the absolute [i]least[/i] amount of points. If I were you, i'd fight it".

I thought that was kind of strange but I simply smiled and said, "have a good night, officer".

Rolling through am stop store hot little goth girl asks for 10cents to pay for coffe. Then I notice nice body say7. She asked for ride to bus going to temp agency to make rent on unemployment. Score back to her place 40 for FS and makes me eggs toast after.

Great FS

Heading south from Everett to KK. Not much until the graveyard across from HD.

Very pretty blond w/ baseball cap. I pulled over and waited for the approach. She walks by, smiles and then does a double take. Proceeds to come back and hopes in. Starts at.5 and agrees to.4 for bbbjcm

Pretty girl, fair skin, with lots of tats. Goes by Kelly and claims to not come out much. Perky Cs, small nips. Accommodating but pressed for time.

Chloe finally got a cell phone (the number's on her answering machine for those that have that number) so I called her and had her deliver herself to me in Burien. Better than Pizza Hut. Usual good service and witty banter. She's a cutie and has more style than 4 other street girls combined, despite the needle marks.

2 pictures attached. Second one is fuzzy (damn low-light image from my video camera!) but she put on these hilarious huge sunglasses "that I stole from a 1970's coke *****".