Yes they all contributed to their desmise
[QUOTE=RogerOver;3596536]From what I've heard her sister and brother in law contributed to their own demise. I mean, they were doing doubles and heroin out his house, right?[/QUOTE]Yes you are correct Crissee was homeless so her sister Morgan took her in and she stayed in the basement of the house, so she naturally started doing jobs there, Morgan went back on the stuff and they started doing doubles, and we all know the end. But it was Crissee decision to do the jobs at the house because it saved her money.
I have not spoken to Morgan lately
[QUOTE=HuntLadys29;3596612]I'm assuming her sister Morgan is out of the business? I haven't seen either one but if her sister got out of the business more power to her, even though I participate in this hobby I know it's a reckless way to live on both sides. So if she's out the business,I wish her the best. But if she's still in the business, number please. HL29.[/QUOTE]But according to her family and last time I did speak to Morgan she said she is off Heroin and is out of the business. I was told the husband put his foot down about Morgan and Crissee spending any social time together so she is not put in a position of going back on the stuff.
I hope it is true that she is off the stuff and out of the business, she is a genuine Nice girl.
I don't know what the husband is doing right now but Morgan is a waitress, and her facebook page shows she and Hubby taking trips and looking happy.
I wish them both well
Not to change the subject, but.
I'll keep it short. Italian princess in casual encounters section. Avoid at all costs. Trust me, you'll thank me. # is 606-217-225*. After standing me up 3 times before, finally does show up for an appt at my place an hr and a half after agreed time, then spends the next 40 minutes of an hr appt making me as uncomfortable as possible. Too much to explain, PM if you want, but once she takes the $, assuring you time after time she's not one of 'those girls', she comes up with one thing after another to make you uncomfortable and start rushing things. I finally just got pissed off and told her to take my $ and leave, because that was her plan from the start. She did exactly that in land speed record time. Just don't give this ***** anymore biz. She deserves not one frickin dime more. My screw-up, thought I'd pass the wisdom on to you guys. The irony is I passed up 2 other sure fire opportunities for this bs.
False Rip Off Report on Ryder
I just wanted to post something about a review I saw on ThEotheRsite about being ripped off by Ryder.
For many of you, she was a doll baby, gorgeous and sweet and had breasts to die for.
Also many of you know that she is currently "out of commission" for a few months.
The review said that the reviewer was ripped off by some thugs when he showed up at her incall. It sounds like someone might be answering texts to her work number (not sure if it is the 859 or 513 number.).
Hopefully she will be back to the hobby when she gets back into town and when she comes back I am sure there will be a flock of guys flying to see her again. I just did not want her reputation to be tarnished by some dude using her number for a scam.
Stay safe.
LoveElaine17 * Warning * She will rip you off
[URL]https://www.seekingarrangement.com/member/78f7bd98-8314-4b9b-8971-10085a714ee5[/URL]
She is a former stripper at NYNY. She has fallen on hard times. She will lie to you and she and her sister will steal from you and rip you off as she did to me. I had been seeing her since last year but that counts for nothing. I guess they all turn to ripping off people in the end.
Kate from Carthage / Hartwell / Lockland
[QUOTE=Gonz199;3584635]I was roaming Cathage late this afternoon. Saw some of regulars, but couldn't find Sherri, who has been my go-to gal for a few months. I saw this fairly good looking, tall blonde walking along Vine, obviously flaunting what she apparently had to offer. She had a neck tattoo of some sort, but other than that I'd be hard pressed to describe her. Great body, nice ass, about 5'8", maybe. Not your usual Carthage beanpole H addict or chunky monkey, that was for sure. I pulled into one of the used car lots and she walked over. I did the usual LEO check, rubbing along her crotch and thighs. We were having pleasant conversation as she directed me to a house with a sunken driveway behind a pizza place (Little Caeser's?) about a 1/2 mile or so north from where I picked her up. She said we couldn't go in because her daughter was sick and was inside. Just before we got started, I gave her the 60 we had agreed on for FS, and she asked if I'd be more comfortable indoors. She then claimed she had a sister her lived a few miles north. The pleasant conversation continued while she directed me. Unfortunately, I wasn't familiar with the area so I can't tell you where we went. It looked safe enough, so I wasn't concerned. We pulled into some small apartment complex, and she said to wait there while she made sure her sister's bf wasn't inside. While she was walking up the sidewalk, some black guy came from behind the building and they both entered the building. Then, or course, crickets, for about 20 minutes. I decided to stick around and see how long she' keep the rouse up. When she finally came out about half hour later, she seemed surprised I was still standing in the parking lot.
She started making exaggerated hand gestures pointing to the car, and "loudly whispering" that I needed to get in the car. I didn't, and she started walking towards me down the sidewalk, still doing the whispering and pointing thing towards the car. I told her to get in the car so we could work out what to do. Oddly, she got back in the car. That's when things got really weird. She started getting all mad at me about why I was still there and "you look like a fucking cop standing there," and "what the hell were you thinking?" etc, as if I had somehow done something wrong. All this time, she fails to mention she'd basically scammed me out of my 60. I'm still trying to give her the benefit of the doubt, so I tell her this isn't going to work and to just give me back 40 and she can keep 20. Then she goes into a rant about how I'm scamming her, and how I was the one calling it off and she didn't owe me any money. She starts telling me that she's still in, and starts directing me to who knows where. The neighborhood was getting worse, and the density of groups of black guys standing in the street was getting heavier. I pulled into a parking lot to turn around, and she starts saying I need to keep going so she can get some condoms at the store (which she'd earlier claimed she had). I tell her I'm just going to take her back where I found her, and she starts yelling about having to buy something at the store for her sick daughter and that I needed to take her. Again, I tell her I'm taking her back and I wanted my money back. She reaches for the door handle, but I'm already driving away. I decide to speed up a bit, but she flings the door open anyway, nearly smashing my door into a parked van. I had to pull into the oncoming lane to avoid hitting it (which ironically, would have slammed shut on her legs and arms had I not done that). I stop the car hard, and she gets out while cussing up a storm. Oncoming traffic is now stopped, watching the soap opera unfolding in front of them. Off she goes in who knows what direction, and I drive away.
I guess I should consider myself lucky. I'm not certain what her game was, and I suppose things could have been a lot worse. Believe it or not, I never once yelled at her, or laid a hand on her (except for the aforementioned LEO check), so I left at least knowing she can't claim I somehow turned the tables on her. I tried to treat her with respect, even after it was clear she had ripped me off and possibly was setting me up for something worse. I suppose 60 is a small price to pay for learning my first lesson on being careful. I wouldn't say she was TGTBT, by any means. But she was clearly not the usual Carthage fair, so in that sense I probably should have known better.
Anyway, I'd be interested if anyone might know who she is. I suppose it doesn't matter, but would hate for someone else to get into even worse trouble.[/QUOTE]Red hair, walks everywhere, can be found in Lockland, Hartwell, and Carthage. As mentioned gets her H at the big White House north of Little Caesars in Hartwell and crack at Reading Rd and S. Cooper. She also hangs in the apt complex at the end of the street that the Lockland Post Office is on. I think that's where her Dad and kids are. I've dealt with her for about 1 1/2 years or so and no more. She's gotten worse, you used to at least get something from her to balance out the occasional loss but for some reason she's hell bent on taking and not giving back these days, even if it's only 15 minutes of her time, or 6 minutes 23 seconds in my case. I have her trained to walk by me and not say anything these days. She's got the message finally that we no longer have anything in common. The drugs have taken over, she's a lost cause. I feel sorry for her kids. Someday she's going to meet someone who doesn't let shit roll off and thinks 50 bucks is a lot of money to lose.
