Streetwalker Reports

[Body Shopper]

I've been going to strip clubs for over a decade and have had a lot of success post Covid seeing strippers OTC.

This year alone I have done private dances or had intimate encounters with a double digit number of strippers. Even including some of the more popular ones at still somewhat reasonable rates. Some of even gotten to the level of chilling & hanging out without necessarily paying.

Still it all is too expensive & many strippers still just want to do dances when connecting OTC. I'm now really looking for the cheapest option as long as it is not horrendous or overtly dangerous.

Are there women really easily agreeing to $30 to $50? Does it take hard negotation? Is time super short, so you have to end up paying double or triple?

The two most important parts of street mongering (the only type of mongering I have any experience in) are: intuition and will power. Coochie Eater and I are opposites on pulling up to girls: He believes in not talking through the window at all, and I believe in talking a lot through the window. Every single hooker is a dangerous criminal. Most of them don't even know what month it is. When they give birth, they rip the tubes out of their nose and arms the moment the baby pops out, and walk out the hospital door against the doctor's orders, never to see their baby again. Half of them have active warrants for their arrest. All of them miscegenate. They hit each other over the head with bricks, full cans of soda, and baseball bats. If you ever leave your car keys where a hooker can access them, or leave the car running while you go to the trunk to grab your money, the hooker will steal your car. If you're trying to avoid danger, you're barking up the wrong tree. Stay in your strip clubs. But if you want to brave the danger, come on out, friend.

I talk to them through the window to gauge their threat level and how servile they are. One question I ask is, "Are you nice?" Half of the women can't even force out a "yes", they're such mean creatures, and some of the ones who do say "yes" have a face that tells a different story. Make them come to your window and ask if you can touch them, but don't say anything incriminating. You can just look at their crotch and extend your hand, and if they don't get the clue, ask, "May I?" If she doesn't say "yes", just drive away! One of the most important skills that will keep you from getting harmed on the streets is the ability to drive away. Most men get caught up by not having the courage to be antisocial and drive away while the hooker is talking, or require everything that you know you should require before agreeing to a date. Once the hooker has let your touch her pussy- whether outside the pants or inside the pants- you negotiate the deal before letting her in. These criminals will refuse to exit your vehicle unless you pay them $5 or $10, unless you get thuggish yourself, in which case, a lot of them will call the cops on you.

You must have a solid will power. Once a deal is made, never let her add stipulations. Always get her to agree to get paid after the date. 80% of hookers will make new rules after the money is in their hand. If you have parked within 6 blocks of where you picked them up, 25% will just cash-and-dash you; that is, they open up the door and hop out, stealing the money you gave them. The only way it is ever acceptable to pay before the action is if you drive them at least two miles away, and preferably to a nice neighborhood where they don't know anyone. And they'll still add stipulations. So, your best bet is to never pay until after the date! You have to have the will power to withstand the majority of them refusing to do a date with you! That is fine! The ability to let them go without a date is crucial to success out here. And the will power to require the feel check and negotiation through the driver's window, only letting them in after they've agreed to all of your terms. I still am learning to apply this rule, but it is an original of mine, and I know it's right.

[Rainman5000]

I've been going to strip clubs for over a decade and have had a lot of success post Covid seeing strippers OTC.

This year alone I have done private dances or had intimate encounters with a double digit number of strippers. Even including some of the more popular ones at still somewhat reasonable rates. Some of even gotten to the level of chilling & hanging out without necessarily paying.

Still it all is too expensive & many strippers still just want to do dances when connecting OTC. I'm now really looking for the cheapest option as long as it is not horrendous or overtly dangerous.

Are there women really easily agreeing to $30 to $50? Does it take hard negotation? Is time super short, so you have to end up paying double or triple?

[TrollMongo]

If you would give me a dictionary, the last two words I would use to describe some of the woman in the Milwaukee SW scene is young and attractive. Fragile and nasty is more accurate.

The key word here is "some. " Maybe even the majority but I've found a number of girls on the street that guys would be fighting to get next to at a bar, restaurant or supermarket if they spotted them.

I've also seen a few that scared the crap out of me just looking at them. Didn't even cruise the block they were on again till I figured they were long gone they looked so bad.

It takes a bit of patience (normally I'm not good at that) and there aren't always out there but they can be found. I like the hunt, so I tend to spend a lot of time cruising and in fact have found some real gems. They are out there.

[TrollMongo]

She looks great in those boots nice job.

Thanks. I got them for her last year I think. I love a girl in heels.

[Body Shopper]

Every post I've ever made on this forum has been made up. All of my writing is pure fiction. I do have fantasies and an occasional dream, so I like sharing these things with you gents. But none of it ever actually happened in real life.

Hard chronological data:

Chevy's Mom motel date BBBJ BBFS 40.

Jessi motel date BBBJ BBFS CIP 50.

Corinna motel date BBBJ 15.

Erika motel date BBBJ BBFS CIP 60.

Erika car date BBBJ CIM 30.

"Man is an remains an animal. Here a beast of prey, there a housepet, but always an animal. " -Joseph Goebbels.

I love fucking women. As many women as possible. Whether one at a time or multiple at once. Variety is the spice of life, gentlemen, and don't you forget it!

A pig in the street is a cum spittoon.

Life is a video game. Whoever has the most partners wins.

I arrived in town on Tuesday, November 25th, and straightaway rented a motel room. I'd been communicating with several twats via phone, and at one point called up Chevy's mom, Michelle (who I had not been communicating with), and she had me pick her up. We repaired back to the motel. I took a shower. Then she took a shower. Then we got busy. She knelt before me while I sat on a chair, and she fellated my member. After perhaps 6 minutes of that, I had her lie down on the bed, with her head at the head of the bed. I sat in front of her and pummeled her for around 2 minutes. Then, I had her fellate me again, for probably another 3 minutes. Then, I had her lie with her twat on the corner of the foot of the bed, and I stood on the floor in front of her and pounded her pussy for another minute or two, then called it quits. Whereas in the car, Michelle gives great, steady, rigorous head, in the motel she gives lousy, unsteady, impatient head. Oh, well. I enjoyed fucking her, thereby getting another twat on my belt, and she'd been a good sport, and she always has made me shoot in my car, so I gave her the pink backpack 4-pack. This was one of the greatest honors she's ever received in her 52 years! Glowing with pride, she thanked me, and I dropped her off. Semper Fi!

As Michelle entered the house, none other than her hoar daughter Chevy greeted her at the door! Chevy grabbed her phone and came running up to my car, with the stated purpose of giving me her number. She called my phone so I had her number, but said she couldn't do a date right then, but that I should call her later. That I did, but she didn't respond. Then, the following day, she called me in the morning, and I missed the call. She also texted, asking if I am trying to meet up that day. I did not reply, since I had been trying to meet up the previous day, not that day. Chevy's appearance has declined, unfortunately. She's gotten thinner and druggier looking, but retains her long hair, though it was tied back.

Next, I picked up Jessi of our Holy Trinity. Erika had done a number on poor Baby Jess, so Jessi was covered in sweat. Jessi's bum leg has her all laid up, and Erika The Unmerciful had stopped sharing her drugs with Jessi two days prior. I have never seen Jessi looking this fatigued. She was in dying throes when I rescued her from Erika. We straightaway repaired to a drug dealer's house. I kept Jessi's winter coat containing all of her drug paraphernalia as collateral for the 20. Jessi returned about 5 minutes later, and she had me pull over a few blocks away so she could hit herself right in the foot! She did so, then she had me drive to the motel, and along the way, she came back to life. Her sweat dried up, now that she was no longer under Erika's cruel reign, and I threw her in the shower, and she came out clean as a whistle! All of the brown and black dirt that had been caked on her feet and hands had magically vanished! I snapped some photos of Jessi, three of which I've included in this report. Jessi knelt beside the bed, facing away from the bed, and sucked me as I stood facing the bed. This was a great blow job! Jessi at her best! After perhaps 8 minutes of paradise, I announced my climax, and helped Jessi to her feet. She laid on the bed, and I mercilessly hauled her body to the very edge of the mattress and then viciously plowed my hard cock into her twat hole. Jessi was fairly dry. After perhaps a minute of pounding, we cleaned up and got dressed, she got paid the remainder of the agreed-upon price for her services, and I dropped her back off at Erika's coldwater lair. Jessi is often expressing gratitude to me, but this time, she expressed the most gratitude she's ever expressed to me! From the moment she entered my car, all through the time in the motel room, until the moment she exited my car afterward, she was thanking me and telling me how wonderful I treat her, and how much she appreciates it. She said I saved her. She thanked me for coming out there so quickly from the time Erika delivered her message to me to come get her. I'd arrived at the house they stay at exactly 16 minutes after Erika told me to come get her. Semper Fi!

I resumed cruising. I came upon one fat, old Linda (WSW) with humungous tits, seated on the retaining wall at skid row on 22nd street. We spoke from a distance, but I opted to pass.

While communicating with Erika via phone calls and text messages, I cruised. Erika was busy selling drugs for a trap house, and said that once her packet is sold out, which she estimated would be at around 11 that night, she would come do a motel date. I was on the phone with Erika at around 8:00, when Corinna came running up 7th street to me, from the corner of Lincoln, as I was about to pull into the alley going west. Erika heard the convo:

"Hey, how's it going?

"Do I know you?

"Yeah, it's me, Corinna! I still have that backpack you gave me!

"Oh! I've been keeping up on your court activities. ".

At that point, Erika said she had to get going, so we hung up. I explained to Corinna that that was a regular of mine who I fuck at the motel, who I am supposed to meet up with a little later, and that while I have a motel in town, I try to bring bishes there to fuck. Corinna then pitched herself at 15! She meant a car date blow job, but still! As I excitedly mulled that over out loud, Corinna playfully remarked, "That got the gears in your brain working!" I concurred and inquired what the cost would be for a suck and fuck in the motel. She replied, "Just 15 and whatever you feel like giving me on top of that. " I then offered 15 if I only get head, or 30 if we fuck, too. I explained that I will not fuck her with a cock that is 55% or 60% hard, but only a nice, hard cock, and that I'd just shot a few hours earlier, but that before that orgasm, it had been 2 1/2 days since I'd cum. I just wanted to be honest with poor Corinna, and let her know what she's getting into. She happily and readily got in and came out to the motel.

Once there, I heated up a package of six frozen cheese enchiladas. The ones that Erika loves so much, but which Jessi, during our previous motel date, told me and Erika that she couldn't stand. Jessi had eaten one earlier, before we picked up Erika. So, I served Corinna 2 enchiladas, and was planning on eating the other 4 myself. After she wolfed down the enchiladas, she lied down on the bed and napped while I ate. After 3 enchiladas, I couldn't fit any more in my stomach, so I decided to save the last one for Erika. I then woke Corinna up. She then proceeded to kneel in front of me while I sat on the chair and fellate my member with her toothless facehole. After perhaps 6 or 7 minutes of lousy head, I paid her her 15 and we headed back. She gave me $15 worth of service, so we're even. I've done probably 6 or 7 car dates with Corinna over the years, and she made me shoot on all but one or two. So, it was strange that she was sucking lousy there, when she was aware that making me fully hard would result in us fucking and her money being doubled. Whatever. Before we left, she asked if she could take a couple of bites of the remaining enchilada. I told her that if she's hungry enough to eat the whole thing, she is welcome it it. The poor thing thanked me heartily, and 30 seconds later, it was gone. I dropped her off, and hit the stroll again.

I came upon one fat, old Linda (WSW) with humungous tits, seated on the retaining wall at skid row on 22nd street. We spoke from a distance, but I opted to pass.

As I continued on out to Greenfield, Rachel found me! She was standing on the northeast corner of 22nd and Greenfield, as I drove across the intersection northbound! She's looking as pretty as can be! As I was in the intersection gawking at her, she hollered and lunged up to my passenger's window, with an air of familiarity. I didn't recognize her, so she reminded me of her name. I told her that I'm supposed to meet Erika momentarily, but that she can ride around with me for a bit, in case Erika is too late, in which case Rachel and I can do a date. Alas, after probably 20 minutes of us driving around, Erika texted me to come get her, so I dropped Rachel off and went and picked up Erika. As I was dropping her off, she asked if I could give her a dollar, so I gave her one. I asked what for, and she said so she "can buy a cigarette off that guy".

Erika and I repaired to the motel. She was looking better than I'd seen her look since that fateful night in early spring of last year, where she was at her and Jen's motel, where she did a bait-and-switch, and when I arrived there, she refused to fuck or do any date in the motel, but instead wanted to suck my dick in my car. I refused and left, deleting all of my interactions with her facebook page as I drove home, and then posting my most vicious report against her on here that I've ever posted. So, as I say, Tuesday night, Erika was looking really good. I snapped a few photos of her, and included one in this report.

Once we were in the motel and settling in, I axed her when she'd last showered. She said it's been 3 days! LOL I told her to take a shower. She replied that she had already been intent on showering, and was actually looking forward to doing so. Erika wound up taking more than an hour in the shower, a respite which I was delighted to provide for her. And I'm talking about just the time under the flowing water, not any time before or after the showering itself.

Once she was out, I sat on the chair and she knelt in front of me, and I informed her that she will suck me until I'm ready to shoot, and then lie down on the bed, with her twat at its edge, and look me in the eyes while I'm shooting in her pussy. This piece of shit said no. I then informed her that there will be no date if she doesn't. She thought a moment and asked if the plan is that I will take her back if she doesn't do it. I thought for some seconds, looking her in the eyes, trying to discern if she wanted to be driven back without a date. I couldn't tell, but based on the fact that she'd bothered coming out there, and she'd texted her boyfriend, telling him she's "out getting some money" (ROFLMMFAO), I figured she wants to make money. But as I've told you putrid gents repeatedly over the past two years: Erika's psychological needs take priority over her financial ones, and alas! This scumbag happily agreed to be dropped back off! I then mulled for some seconds and rejoined, "Since you're happy about that, I'm thinking I'm not going to do that. Unlike many girls out here, you're not fully subhuman, so you have a greater aversion to incarceration than they have. I know that you don't want to get arrested, so you're not going to make a scene and get the police called on you. I'm going to make you walk. If you can call up a ride while you're out in the cold, good for you, but you're going to get out the fucking door now. " She immediately backed down and said she'll do the date. Fucker! That's right! Get in your place, bish!

We resumed our previous position: I seated, and Erika kneeling in front of me. I inquired, "Are you going to look me in the eyes the entire time I'm shooting?" I can't remember what or how she answered the first time, but whatever it was, I decided to immediately ask a second time, and she nodded and uttered a resigned "yes". As you pigs know, she gets 60 for a motel date or car date when I shoot in her pussy. So, I then informed her that I'm paying 30 for the eye contact, and 30 for the rest of the date. I continued and stated that if she's not looking me in the eyes while I'm shooting, I will only pay her 30. She responded- and even though I could make her look much worse by omitting the fact that she seemed to be making humor, and not being serious, I will say that she was doing just that- and she said "Can't it be at least 40?" Despite detecting her humor, I crossed my t's and dotted my I's and replied in the negative, repeating that it will be 30. And believe me- with a crud who had just wanted to get zero instead of 60, she could easily have opted to keep her eyes closed during my climax and take 40 instead of 60.

Then I remembered that in all of that hubbub, I'd forgotten to perform one odious rite that I'd been really looking forward to, since I'd dreamt up the plan of making her shower: sucking her tits! Yum! I got down on my knees in front of her while she was on her knees, and I pulled down the towel. She is required to have her tits out, anyway, on all suck-and-fuck motel dates. I proceeded to suck each tit for probably around fifteen seconds while fondling the other. Then, I resumed my throne.

Erika proceeded to give me the greatest blow job imaginable! She's probably given me a couple of dozen like this, over the past 2 1/2 years, since she really honed the techniques that I love. And I've met some women who were equally as great. They comprise a tiny percentage of the women who've sucked my cock. A few who I met only once, and a couple who I know or knew, and who went through a short period of time in which they were giving the best head. But Erika is the only consistent one like this. Some of Jill's blow jobs, and the two blow jobs I've gotten from LaDonna, were just as great as this, but I have never had better. Read that again: I've never had a better blow job than Erika gave me Tuesday night! I was in absolute paradise for an estimated 8 minutes, and then I announced my impending climax, and she got up and lied down on the bed as quickly as she could. Twat being about half-a-foot in, I yanked the bish up to the bed's edge, and she was already intently looking at my eyes as I shoved my hard cock into her tight, pink pussy and started pounding! I think about Erika every night while I'm going to sleep, and every morning when I'm waking up. As I lie in bed, I alternate between masturbating over her, and clenching my fists and jaw with hatred for her, wanting to come down and take care of business. So, this conquest of her was glorious, indeed! It was already going to be glorious, because as I reported on here in February, after we returned from the hospital where she'd been laid up for two days after giving birth, I informed her that if she hadn't given birth, I had been going to make her look me in the eyes while I'm shooting in her pussy, and that thereby she and I would celebrate my victory over her- that is, she doesn't want me to shoot in her pussy, but she lets me do it anyway, because she doesn't dare to say "no"! Again, she had talked herself down to 40 once, instead of trying to talk herself up to 60, to prevent me from shooting in her pussy. And a year and a half after that, on a car date, when she had said she won't fuck for less than 60 that day, she still said that I would not get to shoot in her twat hole. Then, a few months later, I confronted her about giving my friend permission to shoot in her pussy, and she immediately gave up her ghost! Fucking bish! She's lucky she did, because had she so much as hesitated, I would have spent the rest of my life trying to ruin hers! So, when I say she doesn't want me to shoot in her pussy, that's what I mean. She obviously doesn't want me to. I don't know whether she's afraid of what secrets of hers I'll post on here, or of losing me as a client, or losing all of the other clients I will send her way in the future, or simply losing the prestige she gets on the streets and in the trap houses from me praising her on here- but whatever it is she's afraid of, I'm glad she's afraid, because I love shooting in her pussy, and I refuse to take "no" for an answer!

While I was shooting in Erika's pussy, her eyes were so human, so full of life, so conscious, so absorbent- my thrill was heightened! I was expecting her usual blah, uninterested look, but she was wildly brimming with electricity in those eyes. See, sharing that experience with an intelligent, sentient being is so much more fulfilling than sharing it with a subhuman. Were I to conquer a subhuman who didn't want to be shot in, she wouldn't comprehend her defeat half as much as Erika comprehends hers. Getting to share this moment with someone so spiritually high was an incredible experience! We both had happy facial expressions throughout my orgasm. After perhaps 5 seconds of shooting while pounding, I said, "Here we are. " Erika merrily acknowledged that through her facial expression. A few seconds later, while still pounding and finishing up my orgasm, I smiled at her and remarked, "It's been a long, hard road," referencing her date with my friend and the subsequent confrontation that led us to this point, and all of the conflict that's colored our relationship since then. She smiled and said, "Yeah" gaily, with perhaps even a hint of a chuckle. See? You have to put a woman in her place and dominate her, and then she acts nice. Unless you coerce her into doing whatever you want by threat of not driving her back to her stomping grounds, she will never respect you.

In George Orwell's dystopian novel "1984", he said that the system will no longer kill its dissidents, but rather breaks their will until the dissidents are no longer dissident, but instead become the system's most fanatical adherents. Orwell hit the nail on the head in his analysis of the nature of human interaction. Committing physical violence will not break a person's will. They will operate according to your will, but will retain their will fully. Since long before reading that novel, I have operated according to that intrinsically-known belief. I have never committed violence against a hoar, nor threatened to, other than the one time Erika gave my car's dashboard a quick series of hard kicks with her shoes on last late winter, and I told her that if she does that again, I'll hurt her. Likewise, I broke Erika on our second date, way back in summer of 2017. She doesn't remember it, but I do. I'm not ready yet to tell what I did on that date. Then, I broke her further when I confronted her one year and eleven months ago, and she didn't dare to say "no". To her credit, in summer of last year, when I came crying to her the day after the cops rattled my cage, and I was so beaten down by my legal situation that I offered Erika to stop coming in her pussy, she declined! She said I can keep coming inside her! Hallelujah! The angels sing! To be honest, I think that in the very beginning of me shooting in her, she just resigned herself to her fate and looked on the bright side and banked on knocking 60 instead of 50 out of me for every motel date and a scant percentage of car dates from then on. I am not under the illusion that benevolence or friendship was her reason for allowing me to continue shooting in her when she had the opportunity to (temporarily) forego the odious experience.

So, in addition to the pleasure of domination and conquest that I was planning on experiencing by us looking in each others' eyes during my ejaculation, her fierce resistance to the onslaught as we discussed it greatly augmented my said pleasure! This was truly an incredible experience! Right before removing my cock from her pussy- with her eyes still trained on mine- I smiled and gloated, "I win. " Oh, she got pissed! She looked fucking furious as she stormed off into the bathroom! Haha!

She then sat on the toilet for literally ten minutes, draining my sperm from her pussy. Which brings me to my next point. One night, a few nights before I came into town, as I was lying in bed and mulling over my situation with her, it dawned upon me that Erika's past refusal to let me shoot in her pussy while letting certain other men shoot in it was an expression of her subconscious instinct. The deepest, most base, animal pert of our brain instructs us on the degree of genetic fitness each potential breeding partner we meet possesses. Erika assesses me to be low stock, and therefore her historic refusal. I don't know if she consciously is aware of this or not, but either way, that instinct is the cause of her professional decisions. This realization infuriated me! Every time I think about it or tell anyone about it, I start breathing hard, and my heart starts beating fast. I get so mad! I'm getting angry just writing this. But every time I shoot in her pussy, it's like extinguishing the violent flame of anger.

One great thing about Erika- and this should be normal, but since it's not, she stands head and shoulders above the vast majority of her colleagues- is that she is completely fine with being called a hoar! While 95% of these girls react negatively to the term, and the majority don't allow its use at all- and most girls even take issue with being called prostitutes or hookers- Erika refers to herself as both a hoar and a crackhead. So, she goes even farther than I do, since I do not consider her to be a crackhead, because I consider low intelligence and low verbal ability to be tied up with crackheadedness. Consumption of crack alone does not qualify a person to be a crackhead in my book. You can call Erika a cocksucking hoar while she's sucking your cock, or say "take that, hoar!" while you're fucking her brains out, and she's perfectly content! She understands that it's not an insult. It's reality. She also happily identifies as a cocksucker. You can call her a cocksucker in calm conversations about any subject, or during sexual interactions. She's 100% fine with such terms.

Fucking Erika is a thrill. Getting a blow job from her is a thrill. She is magic. She has one of the most sexually enticing vibes I've ever come across. And from February 1st of this year on forward, I think she's only failed at making me shoot once, of probably 25 dates we've done (remember that we didn't see each other for a 4-month period). And now, as you can see in the photograph below, her trademark sunken eyes and wrinkles have vanished! She is looking healthy and good! Borderline presentable to society as one's girlfriend, and I am picky about that! I don't know how she's done it, because she is still sniffing lots of heroin and smoking lots of crack every day, but somehow she's looking good! Not that she wasn't born beautiful, but the drug damage had marred what otherwise would have been a beautiful woman. Heck, even her breasts have improved and look and feel really nice now!

Her happy appearance during my climax could mean one of two things:

A) Despite her protestations against my planned victory ceremony, once Erika had resigned herself to enduring it, she decided to embrace the experience in the spirit of what she has described to me as an enjoyment of the nightly adventure of hooking on the street.

Or.

B) She was actually miserable as hell, but feigned bliss in order to not give me the satisfaction of victory over her.

Perhaps we'll never know what her real feelings were, or why she looked so happy. But I never would have thought that looking in someone's eyes while shooting in her would so greatly increase the quality of my experience! Regardless of what she was feeling (and I don't know what she was feeling), the super-high-consciousness and intelligence and awareness and the look that I can tell she's fully experiencing every millisecond- all of these things that I perceived and felt about her- made it so much more enjoyable than looking in the eyes of any other provider I can think of while I'm shooting in her. I think that I will make eye contact during orgasm a staple of my dates with Erika. I will make her look me in the eyes some of the time when she's sucking my dick, too. Or, maybe I won't. I always thought it's pathetic when men tell a girl to look him in the eyes during sex or oral sex, because if she wanted to, she would. But my reason for having Erika look me in the eyes this time was completely different. It was my victory March over her carcass beneath my hooves. But now that I've experienced that, my brain is mulling over the possibilities.

We dressed and repaired to the trap house that has no warm water, where she got out, got her drugs, came back, and then I drove her to her place of residence that also has no warm water. I have a feeling she's looking forward hungrily to my next journey into town. Haha. Warm water is good!

I woke up and checked out at 11 Wednesday morning, the 26th. Did some shopping, then hit the stroll at around noon. Cruised until around 2:00, looking for new meat. Met one Candy at Bow, between Comstock and Union. White, middle aged, saggy, skinny, brunette. Did the feel check through my driver's window in the middle of the street. Touched her twat and then her breast from outside of her clothes. Offered 20. She wanted 30. I told her 20 if I don't shoot, 30 if I do. She was agreeable in word, but not in countenance, so I passed.

Pulled up to Linda again, right on Greenfield Avenue, between 21st and 22nd street. South sidewalk. Chatted briefly, then passed.

Having not found any worthwhile new meat in around two hours of cruising, I called Erika and she didn't answer, so I texted her, and she replied immediately! I was at her place 10 minutes later, and she came out ten minutes after my arrival. She wasn't looking quite as good as the previous day, but still looked pretty good. We repaired to a spot of mine and hung out for around an hour. At around 3:30, she went down on me as I laid in my driver's seat, tilted all the way back. This is a great woman. She is a heavenly seraph. She had on her distinguishing trademark pair of wide-rimmed sunglasses while she sucked. I groaned, "You are a great hoar," to which she gave a thumps up with her right hand while continuing sucking and stroking with the left. After only around two minutes, I instructed her to manually work my balls while she sucked. I was in heaven throughout the entire blow job. I climaxed, and she pumped and pumped all of my bad parts out of me, and when it was all over, I felt like a new man! Relaxed and happy, with no aggression in me. I clocked her at 7 minutes. She was happy to learn that it had been that fast. I explained that starting in on my balls early on reduces the duration of the blow job. I honestly think that if Erika included the manual testicular caressing from the moment her mouth touches my cock in the beginning of the blow job, she would average 6 minutes with me. Erika paid me back $5 of the $8 she owed me, and I took her to the trap, then back "home". Upon our arrival, Crackmonster emerged from inside the house! As I predicted in my report a couple of weeks ago: This moron will let Kerry back in even after she tried to break his windows out! All of these scumbags commit evil against each other, but serpents recognize each other and don't get upset because a serpent knows itself and what behavior comes naturally for it; likewise, it relates with and therefore has empathy for other serpents, so it doesn't disassociate with serpents who bite him or her, because he or she does the same thing to everyone else.

Debts:

Hazel $10.

Krissie $10.

Chella $4. 50.

Erika $3.

I'm very proud of myself for getting these women to reduce these debts how they have! And you can see that several have paid me all back, and are thus not on this list anymore.

A person who lacks the agency to maintain a long-term phone number deserves to have sperm squirted all over her face.

If you withdraw consent, you don't get paid.

"The world is full of gods and beasts. Some to serve and some to feast. " -Tony Wakeford.

A woman whose man leaves her at home alone should fuck all his friends while he's out.

Military wives should all fuck as many men as they can while hubby is out being a hero.

Milkmen are the great men. Guys who fight and die are losers.

Brooklyn is a standup comic.

Tina is a former dental assistant.

Jill is a former CNA (certified nursing assistant).

Jessi takes you in her throat to give you maximum pleasure, and to express her gratitude.

Rachel relies on the emotional support of her Johns.

Dee Dee sucks dicks and makes them squirt.

If Red and I produce a child, hang me for miscegenation, but let the child live.

Hazel cites studies that show that having many sexual partners increases a woman's health.

Chella gnaws at your cock and balls until you shoot.

Toothless Tabatha takes your entire cock into her mouth and throat, eventually spilling your seed deep down her gullet.

Erika has honed her suction to the point where a man's entire body shakes.

The soundtrack of Kassy's life consists of men's groans, gasps, and heaves.

Chevy can make any cock shoot.

I charge Hazel and Erika with the arduous task of teaching the illiterate contingent of their colleagues reading, writing, and arithmetic.

And Tracy gums your cock until it shoots down her throat.

Body Shopper.

[NotLob]

Today, November 24th is Nikki's Birthday. If anyone sees her out Give her a BIG tip.

She looks great in those boots nice job.

[MarshallDTeech]

It took me a few days to decide to log in and share this review. I apologize for any typos, I don't even want to read this through again. I'm leaving this review just for all of you to live through me. On Monday I picked up and Erika off of low 20's Grnfld. She looked decent enough compared to what was out and about. I will see I saw a brunete who looked decent from my angle, like mayne even cute, but when I went to u turn, she got scooped up ASAP. The goods don't stay for long. A few reports down I saw some of you arguing about whether or not there's attractive girls walking. Maybe. I've seen glimpse, but I never get the shot because they get snatched quickly. Figures. The eyesores are out for awhile. The hope of a cheap date with a 6/10 at least sounds nice. Back to the review though; Erika hops in and we agree to 20. She wants 40, I say ill do 40, but I want FS, she says ok. Great. I didn't have 40 on me so I retreat to an ATM with her. This entire process she's been cordial. Seemed nice and reasonable with me. Sane enough. You would think. I understand most if not all of these girls are addicts, fiends, unable to handle the duties of an upstanding member of society, but after graveling with her to the ATM, I would assume this chick is just down on her luck, with dirty addictions, but not completely lost. I'm emphasizing her sanity because of what happens next. We retreat to a spot, and begin the deed. I wrap up before any type BJ. She gives shitty head before asking for a position. Upon readjusting I say doggy. I allow her to aim, and nip her asshole. Not uncommon. It smells shitty. I figure its a SW. She probably hasn't showered. Understatement. I have a feeling I know what's behind the horizon of her backside. I block it out and manage to cum very quickly. Thank god I was built up because atp if I didn't cum then, I wasn't going to. As soon as I pulled out the full condom, I notice shit on it. She says nothing, maybe unaware how dirty her asshole was. Ugh. My dickhole is almost irching thinking about it. I'm praying the condom did enough to protect mw from any more STI potential. My experiences with SW have been rough outside of Kassi. Maybe 1 more go around and onky looking for a 6-7/10. But never again FS and never again uncovered. Again I hope this reads well enough. I'm sorry again.

[DaveDream]

If you would give me a dictionary, the last two words I would use to describe some of the woman in the Milwaukee SW scene is young and attractive. Fragile and nasty is more accurate.

There are plenty of young, attractive hookers actively working Lincoln, Greenfield, and National avenues: Star, Brooklyn, Serena, Alexandria, and Ivy, to name a few.

National has been pretty dead lately, but not completely dead. I still sometimes see a black hooker or two, or a white homeless bum who looks like she's working, or the couple of recent attractive hookers I found and reported on in the past month: the young, blond attractive one on 26th and National (slight chance she was a cop), and Amanda who Parks in parking lots, on 19th and National. And I dutifully reported on here this past June, I believe it was, that I picked up CiCi off of 23rd or 24th and National and did a date with her. And some dude reported on here this past spring or early summer, finding Jill The Great on National and doing a car date. So, even though the street has by-and-large tapered off, there still are some hookers on it.

[Body Shopper]

It's been empty for years with an occasional busy night here an there. The quality fell off a cliff years ago, a few weeks back I had brief encounter with a WSW on Lincoln by.

The funeral home. The closer she got to the car, the worse she looked, red hair, bad teeth, a black eye and I swear to God a face that looked like she was working on a set.

Of some horror movie! But you could say that about most of addicts here now, if not all of them.

The only real activity is on Greenfield now and it's crap show at best, I haven't seen anything on National forever, it's been a ghost town for awhile. What did they do to it?

There are plenty of young, attractive hookers actively working Lincoln, Greenfield, and National avenues: Star, Brooklyn, Serena, Alexandria, and Ivy, to name a few.

National has been pretty dead lately, but not completely dead. I still sometimes see a black hooker or two, or a white homeless bum who looks like she's working, or the couple of recent attractive hookers I found and reported on in the past month: the young, blond attractive one on 26th and National (slight chance she was a cop), and Amanda who Parks in parking lots, on 19th and National. And I dutifully reported on here this past June, I believe it was, that I picked up CiCi off of 23rd or 24th and National and did a date with her. And some dude reported on here this past spring or early summer, finding Jill The Great on National and doing a car date. So, even though the street has by-and-large tapered off, there still are some hookers on it.

[Slapshot]

I've been off the strip for a bit. Drive down this weekend and see the tranny on gf lowers who used to be on national. I once saw him being cuffed in the spot about 2 months ago. Then 20's on gf, saw what I think was a dude. Black with a blonde wig. Almost got me. Sad state of affairs after being gone.

It's been empty for years with an occasional busy night here an there. The quality fell off a cliff years ago, a few weeks back I had brief encounter with a WSW on Lincoln by.

The funeral home. The closer she got to the car, the worse she looked, red hair, bad teeth, a black eye and I swear to God a face that looked like she was working on a set.

Of some horror movie! But you could say that about most of addicts here now, if not all of them.

The only real activity is on Greenfield now and it's crap show at best, I haven't seen anything on National forever, it's been a ghost town for awhile. What did they do to it?

[ATW2020]

I've been off the strip for a bit. Drive down this weekend and see the tranny on gf lowers who used to be on national. I once saw him being cuffed in the spot about 2 months ago. Then 20's on gf, saw what I think was a dude. Black with a blonde wig. Almost got me. Sad state of affairs after being gone.

[TrollMongo]

Today, November 24th is Nikki's Birthday. If anyone sees her out Give her a BIG tip.

[Body Shopper]

I scooped a different Erika not the one that has been mention on here frequently. This one has been around for a long time too and she is everywhere north and south side and back and fourth. And as we can see some on here don't like her. I have seen her posting online mostly. But for like two months or so I have actually being spotting her working as a SW on G. I see her sometimes walking and holding hands with her AA BF. This was my second date with her and I scooped her up from near that gas station on Bow St during the weekend. She was looking fine and was wearing a white tee with no bra and that made me want to do a date. I did suck on her tits and kissed her neck. 30 and she was supposed to give me a BBBJ but I ended up jerking off then I blasted my goo on one of her tits. Earlier that day she was walking with her dude but later when I scooped her up he wasn't around or at least I didn't see him. Even tho she looks fine and fuckable rn she is not providing the service agreed to so it's best to pass on her.

Love and joy thinks she's so cool with her new profile picture.

[HuntingStreets]

Was that her, by chance? https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EGKpaA_CIvY BTW, the music in the intro struck me just now. It's quite sonorous and haunting.

Bro, that post from nine years ago. I haven't seen her out in at least 7.

HS.

[Body Shopper]

I haven't picked up a SW yet, but like the whole thrill of spotting them. Personally, I think conducting the whole affair in the car would add to the devious nature of it all.

It sure does! VIP rooms, massage tables, motels- none of these would compare to the rush of getting off in a car in broad daylight with no tint on the windows. Or even with tint on the windows. Or even at night. The risk level is many times higher with streetwalkers and truck stop hoars than with other types of prostitutes. This risk is an erotic element to the monger or slore who possesses a full soul.

And at the end of the day, we mongers are looking to bust a nut, and the hoars are looking to earn money. Whatever method is most time-efficient and cost-effective should be the one we choose. Car dates cost much less in both money and time, so in addition to the erotic differential, the cost differential should persuade mongers to opt for car dates over all other types of dates.