CookyJar's Streetwalker Photos

[Davey1965]

Good job on getting pics of Nay. I never had any success the few times I was with her. Nay can be really hot and cold and has a tendency of changing the game after negotiation. Instead of treating repeat customers better, she pushes the hustle even more. I know of a few people who refuse to date her anymore. Funny with the CBJ though, as it's about the third time I heard that about her, as when I saw her it was BBBJ without even a discussion about it. Another member here on the board that I know actually had her come up to his car at a red light and just jump in without invite and seemed pretty reluctant to get back out. So be carefull with her and make sure everything you want is on the table before money exchanges hands. Oh yea, last time I dated her she kept trying to get more money and I stayed fast on 50 for BBBJ and FS or told her I could drop her off. When we got to the room she refused to take off her shirt and bra and even resisted when I wanted to push her bra up, and wouldn't take her pants down any further than needed. She just layed on the edge of the bed with barely enough access to get in. That was my final date with her. But do have to say when I see her I still debate on seeing her again, just cause she's so darn cute.

[CookyJar]

… She did give me a different name thought. NAY?

Anyone else have expierence with her?

Maybe! Could this be the same girl.

Would love to see her again but next time at the notel.

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I would like to see her again myself. Her name (nickname) is Nay, not May. Names are important, but a picture is better.

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[CookyJar]

Unfortunately “The Worst Day Ever on the Avenue,” wasn’t over yet. The evil gods weren’t done with me. After Grace and I left the dump, my car did start and I drove her back to the “K.” I should have gone home – I didn’t. It was getting dark and I knew my buddy would be home; where I could get a room. Then; I saw this beautiful little blonde spinner walking down the avenue. Ah! Perhaps my luck had changed.

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When I saw Nay, that cute little spinner body, the cute face, in that sleek black dress I knew going home was no longer an option. I figured my buddy was home, and we could get a room. The fact that I was still carrying a full load didn’t make my decision hard. I just had to give it another shot. Maybe my luck had finally changed. Maybe the curse was gone. It wasn’t.
Nay was a godsend, under normal circumstances. A dream date. I could tell from the beginning that something was wrong. She seemed a wee bit anxious. She said she knew my buddy and had been there before. My bubby knew her and he too seemed uncomfortable. Whatever had happened between the two of them, it was their problem and not mine. Nay and I had our own troubles.

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[CookyJar]

For some reason, in my haste; I neglected to make myself clear when I negotiated my date with Nay. In the middle of our photo session, she informed me that she could only do a CBJ. Full service was off the table. Shit! Shit! Shit! I needed an all out Girl Friend Experience. Blue pill be damned. If the libido isn’t working, nothing is going to happen and I needed the full Girl Friend Experience to get my Libido up and running. So once again I cut my losses and Nay and I left. Of cause once we got to my car it wouldn’t start. I walked Nay back to the Avenue.

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[CookyJar]

Here is where I cut this story real short. Back on the Avenue I found another girl. I forgot her name. I didn’t take pictures. I just took her back to my buddies, called AAA and went upstairs and got busy. AAA said they’d be there in 45 minutes. The new girl and I were up in the room for about 10 minutes when my cell phone rang. It was AAA and the guy said he was outside waiting. I told the guy I’d be right there. The new girl had me ready to pop. I was going for it. Seconds later my buddy knocked on the door to tell me the AAA guy was waiting outside. No use, the mood was gone. It just wasn’t meant to be. I got dressed and went outside. I explained my problem (with my car) to the AAA guy. I went to show him. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! The car started.
When I went back to tell my buddy I was leaving, the new girl was sitting with him and his friends. I said my goodbyes, got in my car and drove home. Finally the Worst Day on the Avenue was over.

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[CookyJar]

Thanks

Listen hope better days are to come. All the best!

It’s what I do. And, I’ve been doing it for a long time. I report on what’s out there. Everything else is gravy. Hopefully, it is appreciated.

CookyJar

[Sam Iam]

I've seen a lot worse.

JMHO.

CookyJar

Listen hope better days are to come. All the best!

[CookyJar]

That is one ugly crackho.

I've seen a lot worse.

JMHO.

CookyJar

[Trunk Monkey]

That is one ugly crackho.

[Hortense]

Here is the original report on crazy Tiffany. I guess at the time the report was taken she wasn't that nuts yet. Also in the same thread confirms she is Darlene's cousin by someone else as well. Too bad there isn't better pics of her. Must be something in the DNA of that family. As far as I know there is Darlene, Tiffany, Christine and Ashley (never posted about here) that are all cousins and all of them started out OK and just went batshit nuts over time.

http://usasexguide.info/forum/newrep.reply&p=648668

Davey,

Your link didn't work for me. Going by that "648668" I think I have been able to reconstruct the link, as shown below:

http://www.USASexGuide.info/forum/sh...l=1#post648668

[CookyJar]

Recently I spent the absolutely worst day that I have ever had on Kensington Avenue. Nothing, I mean nothing that I did turned out right. Somehow or another I must have angered the Gods of mongering. It was as if the Gods of mongering had turned their backs on me, their favorite son.
First, let me assure you that this was a long drawn out detailed event, I was on the avenue for almost six hours. So when I say the “Worst Day,” that’s what I mean – I was on the avenue almost an entire day. I arrived on the avenue mid-afternoon, it was sunny and bright, a really nice day. And to complicate things, there were girls everywhere. There were girls on all of the usual corners. There were girls near the DD, Bull dealer and down to that corner bar and in-between. There were girls near the park and at the 7Eleven. The southern end was crawling with girls, from Cambria to Letterly. I did a turn-a-round just pass Letterly and decided to spot at an ATM. There are no Banks on the avenue. But, I know of a pretty safe ATM. I parked nearby on the avenue. When I came back, from the ATM, my car would not start. Oh! Shit!

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[CookyJar]

Right then and there I should have called AAA. I didn’t. Why? That’s where the long story begins, but, I will not bore you with minor details. I am no mechanics. I don’t play one on T.V. Yet, I thought I knew what the problem might be. I decided to give the car an hour to heal itself. After all, it was a nice day and, there were girls everywhere and on every corner. Oh! And there was one other thing. I had already taken a little blue pill. Fuck if I was going to waste one of my pills. Do you know what they cost?
I decided not to call AAA, but to walk the avenue for about an hour and give the pill a chance to take effect and my car an opportunity to change it’s mind and start. I walked. I spoke with Tiffany at Letterly. I spoke with Cleo and another girl further up. At Huntingdon station I said hello to Jen and Jennifer. I sat at Huntingdon station for awhile and watched as at least a half dozen girls came and went. I started walking back toward my car. On the way back, I stopped at a Vietnamese restaurant for a late lunch. So many girls! So fucking many girls, I couldn’t believe my unluckiness.

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[CookyJar]

Finally, back at my car I thought things were looking up – she (my car) started. And, I had a plan. I would make a pick-up and go to one of the many nearby places I know. Then I could reap the benefits of the Little Blue pill and if the car did not start when I came out – then I could call AAA. Skipping some details, I jump ahead. I picked up Grace North of Lehigh. She looked beautiful in her black tights with her flowing black hair. I just knew my luck had changed. It had. It had gotten worst. We drove around, we called and we looked everywhere – there wasn’t a room available anywhere. I could not believe it. Either no one was home; the rooms were in use or they were no longer renting. There was nowhere for us to lay our weary heads. And the whole time I’m driving around afraid to turn-off my car for fear that it would start again.
Grace, trooper that she was, was willing to go to the Carlisle. That would have been no problem for me. If the car didn’t start after an hour at the Carlisle, I could always call AAA from there. And Grace, who was fully aware of our possible dilemma, was willing to go to the Carlisle and take the chance of being stranded and having to find her was back. (That’s dedication to duty.)
Dumb ass that I am, I listen to my “Big Head,” and not the little one. I’d been stuck here on the avenue for about three hours, I was getting tired and I just wanted to fuck and go home. Besides, I didn’t want to strand Grace in North Philly. So, I opted to go back to the one place I knew where we could get a room. Right! You guessed it. It was bad, worse than ever. There were no bugs. But! There were no lights except for in the kitchen and we had to stay downstairs. We didn’t have a bed or a place to lay or even sit. Grace sat in a chair and complained that it was wet (cat piss?).
I tried a standing BBBJ. Trooper that she was, Grace did her best. She managed to get me nice and hard, but that was about it. The surroundings, the atmosphere, the smell – I just could not relax enough to get fully into it. This wasn’t what I wanted. A little pissed at myself, I told Grace to stop.
Grace was great. Under the circumstances, she did the best she could. She was willing to bend over backwards (if you know what I mean) to give me want I wanted. It would have been anticlimactic – just a nut – and I wanted a master blaster. I’d date her again and that is the plan, just as soon as I can find her again.
Unfortunately “The Worst Day Ever on the Avenue,” wasn’t over yet. The evil gods weren’t done with me. After Grace and I left the dump, my car did start and I drove her back to the “K.” I should have gone home – I didn’t. It was getting dark and I knew my buddy would be home; where I could get a room. Then; I saw this beautiful little blonde spinner walking down the avenue. Ah! Perhaps my luck had changed.

CookyJar

[Bond 007]

This is a picture of Tiffany now living around the mission. Was locked up for awile that explains her new figure.

[Davey1965]

Thanks Davey,

That's great, because the girl in your original quote sounds like a whack job. I did a search in the Streetwalker Thread, SuperEloquent Thread and Duke's Photo Index and found references to a bunch of Tiffanys. With so many Tiffanys out there it would be nice to match the talents with pictures.

CookyJar

Here is the original report on crazy Tiffany. I guess at the time the report was taken she wasn't that nuts yet. Also in the same thread confirms she is Darlene's cousin by someone else as well. Too bad there isn't better pics of her. Must be something in the DNA of that family. As far as I know there is Darlene, Tiffany, Christine and Ashley (never posted about here) that are all cousins and all of them started out OK and just went batshit nuts over time.

http://usasexguide.info/forum/newrep.reply&p=648668