CookyJar's Streetwalker Photos

[Eddy Fine]

Cooky, this is your fan from WV, and as I've said before I admire your "documentarian" approach. I have to say though, your last two "specimens" have been "niiice" (as Borat would say). If you must check out for a 'bit, then so be it. But you really seem to be on a roll. Maybe the summer heat is bringin' 'em out for you.

[CookyJar]

If anything jumps off, I be posting, that’s for sure. I will not be trolling the Streets. Not for a while, anyway.

When I said, "If anything jumps off, I'll be posting..." I meant if something happened with one of the girls posted on earlier - like Caity or Danny or even Jenny Lynn, if I were ever lucky enough to meet up with one of them again.

I am taking a break and I mean it. I know this, you guys know this, will somebody tell the girls?

[CookyJar]

First of all, when I said I was taking a break, I meant it. And I did, and I am, taking a break that is. I do not understand what’s going on. It’s like I’m on a wild ride, and I can’t get the fuck off. It’s like I’ve told the dealer to deal me out and I as I leave the table I find a winning Lotto ticket on the floor.

I thought my luck had finally changed when I called Caity and Kerry answered. I asked for Caity, and she said it was Caity, but I know that was Kerry’s voice on the other end of the phone. Who ever it was, abruptly said they’ll call back and hung up. I thought to myself, “My lucks change, there is no way they could call back; nearly all pay phones are blocked.” No sweat off of my nose, I’ll just go pick up good old Andrea. I drove directly over to Andrea’s house. Not once did I check out the scroll. I said I was not going to peruse the streets and I meant that. When I arrived at Andrea’s house there were two gentlemen sitting on the porch. I got out of my car, walked over and asked them if Andrea was home. The older of the two men got up, went to the door and knocked, when the door was opened, he yelled inside for Andrea. Not wanting to be asked in – I walked back to my car and sat and waited for Andrea. As I checked my rear view mirror, I soon sighted two long legs bounce down the steps and approached the car. From this vantage point, all I saw were legs. I moved my glance to the passenger window, expecting to greet my love, Andrea. As my mouth popped open and my jaw dropped, Suzy said in a kind of sexy voice, “Andrea is not here, she just left.”

Can you believe this shit? I wasn’t even looking and look what I found, what luck. Another Jackpot, I cannot seem to lose. As Suzy lean into the passenger window, I asked her name. I inquired about Andrea’s whereabouts, and explain that I was a friend and had just dropped by – Andrea was not expecting me. I very pointy asked if she’d like to help me. She asked, “Help you with what?” I told her to hop in and I’d explain as we rode. She got in. Up till now my glaze was fixed on Suzie’s low cut top, but the thought of touching her mammary glands as soon as possible, returned me to reality. I had almost forgotten to do the; are you a cop thing, but the possibility of groping her reminded me to ask, “Can I touch you’re breast?” I reached over, pushed my hand down inside her bra, and squeezed – she quivered.

I am not going to bore you guys with details. She was good, enough said. She is a shy one. Said she was 22 yrs old. She was in a hurry but I can’t blame her, our location was not the best, even for a quickie BBBJ. I tried to get her to come inside with me but she was reluctant, this being our first date and all. She said maybe next time.

Suzy and I talked about Andréa. I explained that Andrea was my favorite. I also let it out that nothing is written in stone. She informed me that she and Andrea had double dated (a threesome) before. She was a bit cool when she spoke about Andrea. Later, when I did run into Andrea, she related a not so good review of Suzy and her services while on their double date. Andrea is not too eager for the three of us to get together.

Would I stop for Suzy again? Other then the fact that technically speaking I didn’t stop for her this time. I have no problem with trying Suzy again. Maybe Andrea doesn’t understand, as we do, YMMV. I am facing two problems. Where do I place Suzy in the queue? Should I add her on at the end, or place her in front of Caity or Danny? How do I get her out of the house without Andrea knowing (I thing I want to try a one on one session before attempting a threesome). Decisions, decisions, what’s a monger to do?

CookyJar

[ScratchDent]

Granted I'm not from the Philly area, not even close. But I view this thread for CookyJar's reports, I respect this man's skills. And I try to learn from him. Caitlyn is unbelievable. Wow, to you I bow. I couldn't date a girl that looks that good, much less find one on the streets. But my take on your LE brush and lack of fear, is that you sir have one hell of a good grip on your self control. I on the other hand by the second stop would have promptly shit my pants.

[Iorek]

I don't post much nowadays as I have taken up another hobby (motorcycles) that have taken me away from mongering/scouting in the past couple of years but I've still stopped in regularly to see what is going on in Phlly and I must say that it has been a pleasure to read all the reports 'CookyJar' has posted, I'd say you are without a doubt one of the most if not the most valuable asset here currently and a welcome breath of fresh mongering air that keeps things going.

It seems that circumstances and your gut are telling you to cash in the chips you have right now and take a breather and I cant disagree with that, chasing 'snake eyes' when you feel the imminence of it cant be too wise.

Hopefully you'll be back in action once you've taken things easy for a bit but your rest is well deserved all the same.

best regards,

[Peter Johnson]

I know I said I was taking a break. I didn’t. I made another run. This time I mean it, I am taking myself out of the game. I am officially sitting on the side lines. I am not quitting, I am taking a rest....Why? You guys tell me. You gamblers out there, tell me what I should do.
No more taking wild chances for me, not for a while anyway.
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Taking a break is more of a mental thing than anything else. Unless you are superstitious, then you realize that being on a "winning streak" is all luck and psychological as well.

It sounds like you need a break because you won't be enjoying the experiences as much as you will if you take a rest for awhile....it could be a couple of months or probably just a few weeks or maybe less.

So just listen to your gut and if you really want to take a break, be sure to jack off to porn pretty often...that will keep you "sedated" and less inclined to get back out there before you are really ready for more action.

I sometimes take a break from pussy for a few weeks because women start to annoy me too much, and I realize that I'm not enjoying the pussy and bjs it as much as I should. Then after a few weeks off, I am more appreciative of it and have some really mind-blowing experiences.

Like you say, there is always some risk involved so the rewards should be as high as possible, which means you have to be in a state of mind to really enjoy yourself to the max.

[Trav Pokerman]

You know what really bothered me, Davey? I had a cop pull up to me twice and I had two hookers in my vehicle. I could have lost everything (well, maybe not everything, but lots). One of the girls was barely legal and I haven’t even thought to check. And here is the killer, the thing that worries me the most. Not once was I ever nervous, scared or even anxious.

I believe your calmness may have saved you, as they may have assumed you were up to no good if you appeared nervous. By appearing calm, they assumed you were being honest with them.

[ClitLicker]

...., you’d had thought I was a harden hustlers, use to dealing with cops on a regular bases. Even the way I dealt with the girls was different. After the second stop, I told them to shut the fuck up. I began to give them orders on what to do if we are stopped again. I was yelling, and like I said, we had words. At one point, I felt more like a pimp then a monger.

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CookyJar

Maybe that's what the cop thought, and that's why he didn't bother you.

[CookyJar]

Funny thing about phone #'s though, no matter how many I have, I still feel the urge to find something new all the time.

And the spoil pretty fast. Half of them are probably no good. I will be starting with the latest and working my way back. I am going to start with Caity. Then I’ll try Danny and her cousin if the number is still good. I’d sure like to do Caity and Danny as a set.

If anything jumps off, I be posting, that’s for sure. I will not be trolling the Streets. Not for a while, anyway.

You know what really bothered me, Davey? I had a cop pull up to me twice and I had two hookers in my vehicle. I could have lost everything (well, maybe not everything, but lots). One of the girls was barely legal and I haven’t even thought to check. And here is the killer, the thing that worries me the most. Not once was I ever nervous, scared or even anxious. It was like I was use to doing this type of shit everyday. The lies, the answers came so freely, you’d had thought I was a harden hustlers, use to dealing with cops on a regular bases. Even the way I dealt with the girls was different. After the second stop, I told them to shut the fuck up. I began to give them orders on what to do if we are stopped again. I was yelling, and like I said, we had words. At one point, I felt more like a pimp then a monger.

I am use to making quick decisions, giving orders and handling problems at the office. I am very good at putting out fires. My guess is, that’s part of what a pimp does, makes decisions, gives orders, handles their problems and putting out fires when necessary.

The fact that at no time did I pop a sweat, I stayed cool and calm from beginning to end and I never once gave thought to the trouble I could have been in, bothers me. Am I taking on the persona of a street person?

CookyJar

[CookyJar]

Is Kerry the one naked in the car? She's got a damn fine little body on her. Makes me wanna pay a visit to Philly....

I thought it was pretty obvious. Most of the guy around the Philly thread know Karry. Caity is the younger girl inside the car. Kerry is the girl on the outside. Follow the links to see pictures of Kerry (I spelled her name Carrie). She was my Xmas present to the Administrator.

CookyJar

[Sboard]

You would think this would have been enough. Not me. We made one more stop under Rt I 95, were I collected my bbbj from Caity (the young girl).

I was hoping to read that you got the full monty from her, but I guess it would have been tough to ditch the other pain in the a** and a bbbj is nothing to shake a stick at (pun intended).

Sboard (heading for PA to find Caity)

[Member #5805]

Damn Cooky:

You are really making me consider a move to Philly. I'd be more than happy to take over your spot behind the lens while you are taking a break. Of course I could never fill your shoes. Are you on the Juice like Barry Bonds, because no regular guy could be hitting that many homeruns.

The other option would be for you to stay in the game and just tell the girls to take a vacation up here in Providence.

[NC Transplant]

Damn Cookie, though they were a pain, they sure looked good. Maybe they just needed something to keep their mouths busy? I think I need to move to Philly.

[Big Red50]

You would think this would have been enough. Not me. We made one more stop under Rt I 95, were I collected my bbbj from Caity (the young girl).

So were does that leave me? Do I keep pressing my luck? No. The odd are that, sooner or later my luck has got to run out. I am taking a breather. For real this time.

Would I stop for Kerry and Caity again? No. I just said I am taking a fucking break, didn’t I. I have a number for Caity and Kerry – Caity wrote it down and promised to meet with me soon – we’ve sat a date. (Sorry I can’t share the number at this time. I will ask her after our next meeting if I can give it out.) I also have a number for Danny and her cousin. In fact I am loaded down with numbers. And, there is always Andrea. No more taking wild chances for me, not for a while anyway.

What a wild run I’ve had, think about it – there was: Jackie, Annie, Summer, Angel, Kikki, Deanna, Jenny Lynn, Danny and now Caity (and Kerry)

CookyJar

Hello CJ

Fine pics, pressing your luck? Perhaps, but mongering would not be fun without a little risk, it is the hunt.

Big Red from Balmer

[Iva Bigun]

I know I said I was taking a break. I didn’t. I made another run. This time I mean it, I am taking myself out of the game. I am officially sitting on the side lines. I am not quitting, I am taking a rest. Why? You guys tell me. You gamblers out there, tell me what I should do. I am on a winning streak big time. Damn near every roll is a seven. I have hit the jackpot so many times these last couple of days, I haven’t had time to breath, much less count my winnings. Should I keep on playing the winning streak until I bust or should I take what I’ve got and run. Remember, on the streets every time you go out it’s all or nothing. Sometime you hit big, sometimes it’s a small pot but if you take a bust, LE is not joke.

I ran into these two girls just pass Lehigh Ave near the EL stop. The first time we passed they didn’t speak, kind of ignored me. I figured they were civilians. They turned around and walked back toward me and stop. The older girl spoke, asking if I was looking for a date. Suddenly we recognized each other, it was Kerry (Kerri). She fed me a line (which I didn’t believe for one minute). The jest of it was that she was with her sister and they had to stay together. I could pick either one, but both had to take the ride. She claimed she was watching over her little sister and had promised her mother she’d not let her out of her sight. (WOW! Like I cared.) The wheels in my head started to spin.

I am going to try and keep this short because a lot happened. Kerry was being a pain. She tried to take charge and was yelling at the other girl. Kerry was trying to be something she is not good at, a teacher. The problem was Kerry didn’t know what to do herself. Sure the other girl was making small mistakes, but Kerry’s yelling didn’t make things better and certainly didn’t change anything. For example, when I suggested a location a bit further then first agreed on, the younger girl jump in and said sure. Kerry started to yell. No! Don’t say sure, you don’t know nothing. And when the girl apologized, Kerry screamed, “Don’t apologize, never apologize.” Shit like that went on the whole ride.

Finally we reached our location. I had told them what I wanted in the way of pictures and we sat about it. Kerry was being an ass. We both were trying to get the younger girl to settle down, she was nervous. Cars were passing by, each passing car made the younger girl jump, she was jumping up and down grabbing her clothing, hiding. Then as a car passed, Kerry said, “it’s a sheriff.” The younger girl almost fainted. Kerry, laugh and said no it wasn’t.

The young girl peeked up and saw two cars coming and said, “that’s a cop.” Both Kerry and I tried to calm her down and tell her it was not a cop. Each of us were right. One car wasn’t, but the other one was. She started grabbing for her clothing, trying to get dress, I said, “Do not panic, lay still and shut the fuck up.” At this time Kerry and I were standing outside the car on the passenger side. The cop pulled over and asked if we were okay. I told him we were fine, I was stretching my legs. I walked out in front of my SUV and he drove away.

Words were passed. I took charge. I was hot. I wanted what I had bargained for. I drove around the corner and stopped. I told the younger girl, I wanted the rest of my pictures, I would settle for pictures just of her top. Just as we are finished, two of us standing outside of the car, the young girl in the passenger seat, fasting her top and here come the fucking cop again.

This time he stops, pulls over and gets out. He comes around to the passenger side. He wants to know what we were doing. I said officer, “I needed to take a piss. I changed my mind, I am going to drive to the nearest McDonalds or something.” He questioned the young girl first, “How old are you?” Nineteen was her reply. He asked Kerry how old she was. I have not an idea what Kerry said. I was in shock by the nineteen year olds reply. The good officer warned us, and told us not to stop again. Wholing myself and doing a little pee pee dance, I assured him, we were leaving.

You would think this would have been enough. Not me. We made one more stop under Rt I 95, were I collected my bbbj from Caity (the young girl).

So were does that leave me? Do I keep pressing my luck? No. The odd are that, sooner or later my luck has got to run out. I am taking a breather. For real this time.

Would I stop for Kerry and Caity again? No. I just said I am taking a fucking break, didn’t I. I have a number for Caity and Kerry – Caity wrote it down and promised to meet with me soon – we’ve sat a date. (Sorry I can’t share the number at this time. I will ask her after our next meeting if I can give it out.) I also have a number for Danny and her cousin. In fact I am loaded down with numbers. And, there is always Andrea. No more taking wild chances for me, not for a while anyway.

What a wild run I’ve had, think about it – there was: Jackie, Annie, Summer, Angel, Kikki, Deanna, Jenny Lynn, Danny and now Caity (and Kerry)

CookyJar

PS: Here is my review on Kerry: http://www.usasexguide.info/forum/sh...17&postcount=6
She has received a number of less favorable reviews. She has put on a little weight.

Is Kerry the one naked in the car? She's got a damn fine little body on her. Makes me wanna pay a visit to Philly....