Streetwalker Reports

[Double Life]

The title speaks for itself. Please guys. I really need you to listen to me here. This one was bad. If you've been following my posts, you'd know I've had a string of bad encounters. I picked up and Edey on 7th and L. I wasn't planning on mongering but I had some cash and was in the area so I decided to take 1 stroll amd just see. Well I got horny and the money was heavy in my pockets so I picked up the first person who waved as soon as I turned on Lincoln. I was strolling for all of 3 minutes. Greets, gets in, some small talk, agree to a price agree to a spot. I give her the $ first. Mistake. No need to tell me. I've had a good string of transactions $ wise. She proceeded to lean back my seat, and cover where my wallet was nudged away in the door. Cool. I watch her try and steal it. I stop her when its clear I'm getting the worst BJ ever. She grabs my hand and tries to wrestle it out of my hand. I have to pull it out her hands, hard. She gets upset and says she wasn't going to steal it. Ok. Some back and forth and I put it in the back. I say lets forget that happened. Lets finish up, and ill drop you off. She says ok and demands 40 $ dollars. Obv at this point I'm not going to cum. I tell her ill drop her off wherever and yoy can keep the 40 $ I already gave her. She demands 40 $ and says her mom is a cop. Cool. She says give me 40 or ill tell someone you tried to rape me. This is getting worse by the second. I tell her to leave. She then tries to launch to the back seat pocket and steal my wallet. Unreal. At this point I grab her arm and use my other to open the passenger door. She then, still reaching for my wallet, proceeds to grab on to the inside of the car and start yelling. A scene is beginning to happen. I have to use all of my strength to pull her out of my car. It may have been easier to punch her, and I threatened to do so. I counted down from 5 and she braced for her face, which allowed me to drag her out. I check my wallet. Its all there minus the original 40 $ I paid her earlier. Fine. Meanwhile she's yelling at some passerby's that I hit her etc and to call the cops. Thank god they ignored her. A crazy hooker, they probably are used to it. I proceeded to throw her purse at her that was still in my car and drive off. I wanted to give it another go with how positive you guys have been, but this might be the sign I need to just enjoy your reviews from the sideline. Please beware of Edey. She will rob you. In your face. Not arguing with this kevel of crazy and desperation. If you pick her up and hear the name: Leave her. She will be plotting the whole time. And is more than willing to steal lie and get violent.

You are like I was. You impose a level of normal decency on women that are devoid of any decency whatsoever. They are often praised on this forum for being in control of the gods of drugs. Those gods are real life demons. These demons make these women do things that society finds repulsive. These women are usually homeless because they have already destroyed thier family relationships by lying and stealing from them. As just discussed in the "rants and raves" section, these demons sometimes drive an addict to murdering their own parents (Rob Riener and his wife). Meanwhile you and I are just trying to get a nut and have some harmless fun. You can look way back and find my reports similar and actually worse than yours. We are not fit to dealing with this type of person. Furthermore, these women are near death. Their bodies are literally rotting from the inside out. This is why some guys do a mouth check, to measure the level of rot and assess their level of risk. What are the odds that they have a disease that will attach itself to me? A condom does not protect you from many (most) of the diseases these women carry. So I suggest, forget about this dream of picking a SW for some clean fun. It is an illusion. Like me, you are more the escort type. Milwaukee is loaded with women looking for a mutually beneficial relationship. Avoid the drug addicts.

Giddit.

[Body Shopper]

Chella seems to be at it hardcore again. She is out there every night all night just like she was on G back in the day. I for one am shocked and also very curious as to how she is still standing. Superpowers I guess.

And your astute words are from 8 2/3 years ago! Yes, you hit the nail on the head, to borrow a line Jen told the cop this most recent of the two times she and I have been accosted by police. Chella does have superpowers. That is the ONLY reason she's still standing as we approach 2026.

[Body Shopper]

Just as we were leaving my semi-UTR called and asked if I wanted to get together. I dropped Amy off and picked her up for some head. Knowing I had just finished with Amy and now she was sucking me off had me finishing again in less than 5 minutes. A successful day indeed.

See? You understand the glory of tricking these women into consuming each other's fluids! The only thing better is to trick your girlfriend or wife into sucking another woman's juices off your cock. And to fuck normal women within days of fucking a street prostitute, while the normie women have no fucking clue what they're getting themselves into.

Yes, Old Lady Kris has the right idea, indeed.

BS out.

[Body Shopper]

All of my reports on this board are fiction. Any resemblance to real people, places, or events, is entirely coincidental.

Hard chronological data:

Erika and Jessi motel date BBBJ BLS BBFS 60+50=110.

Jessi car date BBBJ CIM 10.

I arrived in town on Friday and straightaway rented a motel at noon. I showered, then drove and picked up Erika. I'd hoped for a threesome with her and Jessi, but was excited at the prospect of doing one with Erika and Chella, if I could not find Jessi; and the interest Chella was expressing in joining seemed to cross the line from professional into personal, which turned me on. Jessi had gotten booted out of the house Erika stays at by the guy whose place it is several days earlier. After several laps on Greenfield without seeing Jessi, and a couple of laps on Lincoln and one on National without seeing anyone else I wanted, I called up Chevy and put her on speaker phone, with Erika's ears flapping. I told Chevy that I do not request any lesbian acts, though the girls are welcome to perform some if they want. Chevy replied that she's not into that anyway. I retorted, "That's not what Kassy says. " Chevy was silent. I love it when hookers or Johns try to hide from me. You can't. She was cheerfully up for doing the threesome until I told her that I will want her to suck my balls while Erika sucks my cock. I had warned Erika that Chevy might not do that, because Chevy hates sucking dick and really hates catching loads. Sure enough, she said no and hung up on me! Typical subhuman behavior. So, Erika and I repaired to the motel to do a one-on-one date.

No sooner were we nestling in than Jessi called me! Erika and I swooped back to Milwaukee and scooped her up! We repaired to the motel. I made each girl shower.

Before their showers, Erika arranged to have a John drive out to the corner a block up from the motel and do a car date! The nerve! Yes, she was following my rule of not bringing anyone onto the property, but I have told her countless times that I do not allow her to go in and out, or have people drive out to anywhere to pick her up when she's in my motel room! She proposed that she take a shower, then do that date while Jessi showers, and then we do the threesome. I refused to let her do that date. I was 10 in with Erika and 20 in with Jess by then. Earlier, I had held Erika's purse as collateral on the 10, but given it back once we were on the freeway. Now, I said to her, "Let me guess: You're going to physically fight me for your purse, and get the cops called here?" Erika sat silent, sullen, resigned, and thoughtful. After a minute, she turned her head away, and I peered around to see her face, and lo! Tears were streaming down! I got freaked out and felt sorry for her, beholding a 41-year-old highly gifted and intelligent woman whose life is and has always been in such shambles that the prospect of losing a fricking $30 blow job date brings her to tears. And Erika normally tries to hide vulnerability, so she definitely wasn't crying on purpose. The flow of chronological facial expressions and body postures leading up to it all bespoke sincerity. So when she had begun crying, I immediately backed down and said she can do that date. But I told her that she is absolutely not allowed to shower for another man in my shower! That I get her when she's fresh out of the shower. Then, I brought up the time she had gone out and done a date right outside my motel room in spring of last year, as dutifully reported on here, which she has always denied was a date, but instead she claims was some black drug dealer who she bought nothing from, but instead sat out there for 20 minutes talking with. Barf. Now, she finally admitted that was a date, but said that it wasn't a black guy, but instead was the white trick she's about to do a date with now! I replied by saying that I will stick to my word and let her go out and do this date, but that if I had known that that guy back then was the same one who's coming out now, I would not have given her permission to do this date now. I know everything about this trick, including his phone number. He doesn't know me and has no idea that I have his number, but I do. I know exactly what he gets from all the girls: only head, which is why I allowed Erika to do this date without having her purse stolen by me, because I will not let a man soil the pussy of a woman I'm about to fuck. Not happening. Then, Erika barked that the date with him outside my motel room was several years ago, and she even cited some bit of information or other to prove it. Well, you gents can go on the board and see that it was in March or April of last year. LOL So, Erika trotted down the street, leaving her purse full of belongings in the room. If she didn't come back, I was going to give her and him a big surprise by calling his phone! Luckily for her, she came back 20 minutes after she walked out.

Erika took a shower, then Jessi did the same.

Then, I sat on the edge of the bed and had Jessi suck my balls from below while Erika sucked my cock from the side. This is how a king sits, gentlemongers. You know what I've figured out, though? As erotic as the visual of two girls working on you is, and as holy and great as it feels (it feels like perfect glory), the ball-sucking seems to be anti-orgasmic. Look! This is the third date I've done in the past month and a half with two girls, one sucking my balls while the other sucks my cock, and I haven't cum during any of these three dates! In the past, on the several double blow jobs I had, one girl licked (not sucked) my balls, while the other sucked my cock, and while the ball-licking may have had a tiny bit of a suppressive effect, I remember blasting off on a couple of those dates. So, it seems that the ball-sucking is the culprit. After perhaps 5 minutes of getting nowhere that way, I had Erika suck me while I sat on the chair, while Jessi lied on the bed, twat prone at the edge of the bed. Erika gave me great, fast head, just how I love it. The fast up-and-down is her trademark. Meanwhile, Jessi, unsolicited, twisted her body into various provocative shapes, bearing her twat at all times. I complimented Jessi on that in a hoarse voice between gasps. After perhaps 5 minutes of this, I was 80% hard, so I commanded Erika to lie right next to Jessi, twat prone at the edge of the bed. After one second out of the mouth, my cock went down to 2/3 hard, and I fucked Erika for a minute, then Jessi for a half-minute, then Erika a half-minute, then Jessi another half-minute; and by that time, it was probably down to 55% hard, so I had Jessi suck it for a couple of minutes while I sat in the chair. Erika sat or lied down on the bed without her twat showing, so I told her to show me her twat (she had a towel on), so she did, and stayed that way while Jessi sucked me. Erika's pussy looked really tasty. I would absolutely love to lick it, but I know better if a girl hasn't been with me for at least 24 hours, minus up-to-15-minute sojourns into trap houses. If it's longer than 15 minutes, she can be doing a date. Then, I had Erika suck my cock, and Jessi again took it upon herself to twist her body into all sorts of lustful contortions which turned me on a lot, psychologically! But not physically, unfortunately. After perhaps 7 more minutes of head from Erika, my cock was around 2/3 hard, and I commanded Erika to lie down again. I proceeded to fuck her with a 55% hard dick for around half-a-minute, then I manually squished my 50% hard noodle inside Jessi's twat hole for another half-a-minute, then called it quits. So, 20-25 minutes of fun with the girls, and living out my dream: two chicks with their legs spread and pussies prone, and me fucking them, back-and-forth! Two members of the Holy Trinity, at that! Life couldn't get any better than this, gentlemen! Even though I didn't perform well, assumably because of, as I said, the ball-sucking, though Jessi does a great job at it. I paid them their respective rates I pay when I do shoot, because my lack of climax was no fault of either of theirs.

We dropped Erika back off and returned to the motel, where we hung out and eventually slept.

We awoke in the morning, and Jessi went into the bathroom and shot up. I kept warning her of the impending checkout time, but she didn't get going. She made me late checking out, so I physically pulled her out of the motel room and put her in my car. I had inspected the bathroom while she was in it, but due to her making me late checking out, I did not do my normal last inspection of the room, including the bathroom, after the hoar is out in my car. I was so happy that the staff had not accosted me for checking out late that I just drove away. Well, I received a call from the motel shortly thereafter, informing me that they're kicking me out! The cleaning lady had found a loaded heroin needle on the bathroom floor! This motel has a sister motel, as well, and I am now kicked out of both motels!

On our way to dropoff, Jessi offered me a blow job for 10! Ya can't beat that! She sucked me for probably 8 minutes, and then I shot a load into her capable facehole. She carried me through my entire orgasm (as any woman should), then spat my filth out onto the blacktop. Then, I dropped her off at the trap Erika hangs out at. On our way there, Krissie was hooking on 22nd and Greenfield. We pulled up and said "hi".

Cruised for a little while in the early afternoon. Didn't find much of anything out. Nothing worth having, certainly. Then, Erika called me. I went to pick her up, and Jessi was standing there. Picked her up. All of her stuff was still in my car. Erika materialized while Jessi was entering my car. We drove and parked on a street and the three of us hung out in the warm car. Erika and I were going to do a car date blow job, and my balls were refilling. At one point, the girls turned against me, and we had an ugly time from there on out. Conversationally. Nothing was done, but lots was said. I brought up a secret Erika thought she had been keeping from me, which I had assumed she was just embarrassed about. It turns out this is a really painful topic, as she burst into tears when I mentioned it. She admonished me for bringing up a hurtful thing, and I explained that I didn't know there was anything hurtful involved in the subject I'd broached- I had figured she was just embarrassed about it- and I apologized. With both of them being against me, at one point, Erika threatened to get a restraining order on me. There is the hard criminal again. Like all of these fucking fucks. Guys come in from the suburbs or the countryside thinking that these criminals are hard, but none of them are. Personally, I've never met anyone scary enough to make me threaten to use cops or courts against them. But these hoars love invoking the name of authority. I love running roughshod over authority. You, as a society, are impotent to rehabilitate me. When Erika said that, I exploded and cancelled our date, and told the girls that I never want to see either of them again. I dropped them off, and neither was cocky. I drove home.

I cooled off toward Erika after I returned home Saturday night. Erika and I spoke at length via text message the following day. She's pissed at me for cancelling that date. I refuse to ever see Jessi again. I lost a lot of respect for Erika, witnessing her team up with her enemy. And Jessi teamed up with her enemy, too. One of the main differences between them regarding Saturday's discord is that Erika and I do not have a social bond of being terrorized by Jessi, but Jessi and I do have a social bond of being terrorized by Erika, so while both girls were pathetic to team up with each other against me, Jessi was the really offensive one for being two-faced. Jessi has provided me the deepest, darkest details about the lives of Erika and all of her people, and betrayed all of them for me in other huge ways, too, and now she warns Erika that I'm digging for more information, and to not give it to me! And one hour before I picked them up, as I dropped Jessi off with her hurting, bum leg at the trap Erika was in, she beheld the ice beneath her and looked me deeply in the eyes, and unsolicited, said in a whimper, "Why wouldn't she come out here to get the money! She's a terrible person!" I nodded in deep understanding, our eyes locked. And now, she teams up with Erika, treats me like shit, and tells Erika to not give me any more information about herself. Jessi is two-faced, and I hate two-faced people. I am done with her.

Hookers and Johns are the conquerors. Hookers' boyfriends are the conquered.

Cops need their dick sucked, too.

A woman's purpose is for us to squirt in, and a man's purpose is to be used for money.

Whoever has the most partners wins.

I will trick you into unknowingly sucking your daughter's pussy juice off my cock.

Hookers and Johns aren't the nicest people, but what are you going to do about it?

Chella is well-suited for her profession.

Chevy likes getting her pussy licked by her fellow prostitutes.

Every hoar's tongue in Silver City has been in Erika's slit.

Paradise is Red sitting on your lap.

Old Lady Kris has the right idea.

Kim made Star do the unthinkable, and Star deserved every second of it.

Erika gets off on winning against her clients' wives.

Kassy is a very good cocksucker with a fantastic attitude.

Jill has taken 20,000 loads in her pussy, 20,000 in her mouth, and another 5,000 in her (now prolapsed) anus.

Let's keep pumping cream into these women's holes, shall we, gents?

Body Shopper.

[TrollMongo]

I still had one pick my pocket, but I only lost $10. That still puts her on my no-fly list. (Diane, the older blond).

Most of them will steal if given the opportunity.

I find they are generally more nice if you don't try to lowball them. Amazing what some will do if you give them what they want. Anyone ever met Felicity? Pretty good looking and when I asked how much, she said $30 and was excited when I agreed to that. Full service with a decent girl for $30. Yikes. It can be amazing out there. And downright dangerous. Proceed with caution.

Ahhh Diane. The perfect example of someone who can't think beyond a hour or two ahead. I've dated her about 5 or 6 times. She's ripped me off twice (The very first time I picked her up and the very last) and I'll no longer pick her up cause she is one who not only will steal, but is exceptionally good at it. I blame myself more than her cause I should have been more careful, but I've always treated her good and never haggled price so in this case 2 strikes and she's out. Too bad too cause she does excellent work.

Most will steal if they get the chance, especially if it's a first or second date, or if they have had to agree to a lower price. There are a few I've come to trust though after they have proven themselves.

Agree 110% about they are nicer and give better service if you give them their asking price, although I don't go over $40 BBBJ unless they are dressed the way I like and look the way I like. I always tip afterwards too. I've had girls ask $20 for BBBJ and did a good job. I'd tip $20 more after we were done and a couple almost cried.

[BladeCruiser]

She proceeded to lean back my seat, and cover where my wallet was nudged away in the door. Cool. I watch her try and steal it. I stop her when its clear I'm getting the worst BJ ever. She grabs my hand and tries to wrestle it out of my hand. I have to pull it out her hands, hard. She gets upset and says she wasn't going to steal it.

Phone, wallet, etc. Should be locked away. Have only the amount of cash on you that you're willing to lose. I've learned a few things the hard way too, hopefully others learn from our mistakes.

I will wear a shirt with pockets and have bills in two different pockets. I fold the bills so they are separate from each other and in a certain order. That way when the price is $x, I can pull out the bills separately because I know where they are at and in which order. That way I don't pull out a wad that they can see. They get exact change and see nothing else.

I still had one pick my pocket, but I only lost $10. That still puts her on my no-fly list. (Diane, the older blond).

Most of them will steal if given the opportunity. I find they are generally more nice if you don't try to lowball them. SWs are cheap as it is and arguing over $10 or $20 will give them an attitude. More of an attitude than usual, anyway. Amazing what some will do if you give them what they want. Anyone ever met Felicity? Pretty good looking and when I asked how much, she said $30 and was excited when I agreed to that. Full service with a decent girl for $30. Yikes. It can be amazing out there. And downright dangerous. Proceed with caution.

[Body Shopper]

In 21 posts here you have related more bad luck / bad dates than I have probably had in all my mongering life. And I'm almost 74 years old. It reminds me of an old girlfriend I had back when I lived in Tulsa. She told me once that Tulsa had the worst drivers in the world, cause every trip to work or trip home (about 3 miles each way) she almost got in a accident. I kinda thought that maybe the Tulsa drivers were not really the problem.

ROFLMFAO! I literally laughed out loud reading that! I think you hit the nail on the head.

[TrollMongo]

The title speaks for itself. Please guys. I really need you to listen to me here. This one was bad. If you've been following my posts, you'd know I've had a string of bad encounters. I picked up and Edey on 7th and L. I wasn't planning on mongering but I had some cash and was in the area so I decided to take 1 stroll amd just see. Well I got horny and the money was heavy in my pockets so I picked up the first person who waved as soon as I turned on Lincoln. I was strolling for all of 3 minutes. Greets, gets in, some small talk, agree to a price agree to a spot. I give her the $ first. Mistake. No need to tell me. I've had a good string of transactions $ wise. She proceeded to lean back my seat, and cover where my wallet was nudged away in the door. Cool. I watch her try and steal it. I stop her when its clear I'm getting the worst BJ ever. She grabs my hand and tries to wrestle it out of my hand. I have to pull it out her hands, hard. She gets upset and says she wasn't going to steal it. Ok. Some back and forth and I put it in the back. I say lets forget that happened. Lets finish up, and ill drop you off. She says ok and demands 40 $ dollars. Obv at this point I'm not going to cum. I tell her ill drop her off wherever and yoy can keep the 40 $ I already gave her. She demands 40 $ and says her mom is a cop. Cool. She says give me 40 or ill tell someone you tried to rape me. This is getting worse by the second. I tell her to leave. She then tries to launch to the back seat pocket and steal my wallet. Unreal. At this point I grab her arm and use my other to open the passenger door. She then, still reaching for my wallet, proceeds to grab on to the inside of the car and start yelling. A scene is beginning to happen. I have to use all of my strength to pull her out of my car. It may have been easier to punch her, and I threatened to do so. I counted down from 5 and she braced for her face, which allowed me to drag her out. I check my wallet. Its all there minus the original 40 $ I paid her earlier. Fine. Meanwhile she's yelling at some passerby's that I hit her etc and to call the cops. Thank god they ignored her. A crazy hooker, they probably are used to it. I proceeded to throw her purse at her that was still in my car and drive off. I wanted to give it another go with how positive you guys have been, but this might be the sign I need to just enjoy your reviews from the sideline. Please beware of Edey. She will rob you. In your face. Not arguing with this kevel of crazy and desperation. If you pick her up and hear the name: Leave her. She will be plotting the whole time. And is more than willing to steal lie and get violent.

In 21 posts here you have related more bad luck / bad dates than I have probably had in all my mongering life. And I'm almost 74 years old. It reminds me of an old girlfriend I had back when I lived in Tulsa. She told me once that Tulsa had the worst drivers in the world, cause every trip to work or trip home (about 3 miles each way) she almost got in a accident. I kinda thought that maybe the Tulsa drivers were not really the problem.

[Body Shopper]

The title speaks for itself. Please guys. I really need you to listen to me here. This one was bad. If you've been following my posts, you'd know I've had a string of bad encounters. I picked up and Edey on 7th and L. I wasn't planning on mongering but I had some cash and was in the area so I decided to take 1 stroll amd just see. Well I got horny and the money was heavy in my pockets so I picked up the first person who waved as soon as I turned on Lincoln. I was strolling for all of 3 minutes. Greets, gets in, some small talk, agree to a price agree to a spot.

All of my posts are fiction. Any resemblance to real people, places, or events, is entirely coincidental.

I have been on the phone with someone, secretly listening throughout the entirety of his date with Edie, and can concur as to the personality of this bish, although her transgressions during that date weren't nearly what they were with you. I recommend you post this in the ripoff reports, as well.

And to think that I was actually considering picking her up, since she changed her aggressive behavior to real nice, polite behavior whenever I would drive up to her. Now, I know not to. Thank you for reporting.

There are plenty of women with only positive reviews on here, and tons more who, at worst, quit early or some other harmless shit. One can just go with those who are verified on this site, rather than throw in the towel altogether.

Plus, you broke a rule: always keep your wallet in the trunk or back hatch.

See? It's like I say, guys: Most of these girls are narks. Anyone who threatens to call cops or file court motions is a nark. You say she actually shouted at people, telling them to call the cops. What a total piece of shit. Criminals are supposedly hard, and don't use police to resolve conflicts. These hoars aren't hard. Anyone threatening to use cops or courts should face the harshest street justice.

As for your occult interpretation of your misfortune as a "sign", I will say that I have absolutely horrible things happen to me on a very small percentage of my dates. My first regular I ever had set me up, and a guy put his gun in my chest in September or October, 1999, and robbed my entire $13! Ha! Then he broke my window out of frustration at how little money I had. I hope he beat the bish half to death afterward, for getting him to do all of that for nothing. I never did see her out there again. But I just kept on mongering. The strong don't give up. We continue through thick and thin.

Semper Fi!

[Raytheking87]

The title speaks for itself. Please guys. I really need you to listen to me here. This one was bad. If you've been following my posts, you'd know I've had a string of bad encounters. I picked up and Edey on 7th and L. I wasn't planning on mongering but I had some cash and was in the area so I decided to take 1 stroll amd just see. Well I got horny and the money was heavy in my pockets so I picked up the first person who waved as soon as I turned on Lincoln. I was strolling for all of 3 minutes. Greets, gets in, some small talk, agree to a price agree to a spot. I give her the $ first. Mistake. No need to tell me. I've had a good string of transactions $ wise. She proceeded to lean back my seat, and cover where my wallet was nudged away in the door. Cool. I watch her try and steal it. I stop her when its clear I'm getting the worst BJ ever. She grabs my hand and tries to wrestle it out of my hand. I have to pull it out her hands, hard. She gets upset and says she wasn't going to steal it. Ok. Some back and forth and I put it in the back. I say lets forget that happened. Lets finish up, and ill drop you off. She says ok and demands 40 $ dollars. Obv at this point I'm not going to cum. I tell her ill drop her off wherever and yoy can keep the 40 $ I already gave her. She demands 40 $ and says her mom is a cop. Cool. She says give me 40 or ill tell someone you tried to rape me. This is getting worse by the second. I tell her to leave. She then tries to launch to the back seat pocket and steal my wallet. Unreal. At this point I grab her arm and use my other to open the passenger door. She then, still reaching for my wallet, proceeds to grab on to the inside of the car and start yelling. A scene is beginning to happen. I have to use all of my strength to pull her out of my car. It may have been easier to punch her, and I threatened to do so. I counted down from 5 and she braced for her face, which allowed me to drag her out. I check my wallet. Its all there minus the original 40 $ I paid her earlier. Fine. Meanwhile she's yelling at some passerby's that I hit her etc and to call the cops. Thank god they ignored her. A crazy hooker, they probably are used to it. I proceeded to throw her purse at her that was still in my car and drive off. I wanted to give it another go with how positive you guys have been, but this might be the sign I need to just enjoy your reviews from the sideline. Please beware of Edey. She will rob you. In your face. Not arguing with this kevel of crazy and desperation. If you pick her up and hear the name: Leave her. She will be plotting the whole time. And is more than willing to steal lie and get violent.

Her mom isn't a cop and yeah she is a bad thief. Used to be good but has lost her ways.

[MarshallDTeech]

The title speaks for itself. Please guys. I really need you to listen to me here. This one was bad. If you've been following my posts, you'd know I've had a string of bad encounters. I picked up and Edey on 7th and L. I wasn't planning on mongering but I had some cash and was in the area so I decided to take 1 stroll amd just see. Well I got horny and the money was heavy in my pockets so I picked up the first person who waved as soon as I turned on Lincoln. I was strolling for all of 3 minutes. Greets, gets in, some small talk, agree to a price agree to a spot. I give her the $ first. Mistake. No need to tell me. I've had a good string of transactions $ wise. She proceeded to lean back my seat, and cover where my wallet was nudged away in the door. Cool. I watch her try and steal it. I stop her when its clear I'm getting the worst BJ ever. She grabs my hand and tries to wrestle it out of my hand. I have to pull it out her hands, hard. She gets upset and says she wasn't going to steal it. Ok. Some back and forth and I put it in the back. I say lets forget that happened. Lets finish up, and ill drop you off. She says ok and demands 40 $ dollars. Obv at this point I'm not going to cum. I tell her ill drop her off wherever and yoy can keep the 40 $ I already gave her. She demands 40 $ and says her mom is a cop. Cool. She says give me 40 or ill tell someone you tried to rape me. This is getting worse by the second. I tell her to leave. She then tries to launch to the back seat pocket and steal my wallet. Unreal. At this point I grab her arm and use my other to open the passenger door. She then, still reaching for my wallet, proceeds to grab on to the inside of the car and start yelling. A scene is beginning to happen. I have to use all of my strength to pull her out of my car. It may have been easier to punch her, and I threatened to do so. I counted down from 5 and she braced for her face, which allowed me to drag her out. I check my wallet. Its all there minus the original 40 $ I paid her earlier. Fine. Meanwhile she's yelling at some passerby's that I hit her etc and to call the cops. Thank god they ignored her. A crazy hooker, they probably are used to it. I proceeded to throw her purse at her that was still in my car and drive off. I wanted to give it another go with how positive you guys have been, but this might be the sign I need to just enjoy your reviews from the sideline. Please beware of Edey. She will rob you. In your face. Not arguing with this kevel of crazy and desperation. If you pick her up and hear the name: Leave her. She will be plotting the whole time. And is more than willing to steal lie and get violent.

[CreamCityDick]

Don't forget to offer your favorite SW a hot meat pop and a warm car for 20 min.

[Chad152]

Your mailbox is full. PM me. I have a message from Alex.

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I cleared it.

[LevDotCom]

This obviously is fiction, because I would never actually admit to this happening for real.

This one mostly started bad then just kept going downhill. Picked her up on 7th and L. Full long dyed red hair. "Are you a cop?" Of course I'm not. She feel. I feel. Start talking. Then she wanted 60 for full. I said I only brought 40, so I said head. She wanted to do it covered. I said "no, I'd prefer it uncovered". She's already complaining about how I better not be a cop and this and that and that I'm asking for so much and why am I asking for so much, and that she doesn't want to catch and spit. I'm like "just catch and spit". Then she complains more about how I'm asking for too much, and on and on. 40 for head and catch and spit is above market price. Then she says "Can you take me to the gas station on 5th and Becher to get a lottery ticket. "yeah, after we're done".

So she finally agrees. But she demands the money first. At this point, considering how much she had already complained I said "you're going to get the money and you're not going to perform. " I'm the one that should have been getting a lottery ticket after that prophetic statement. Anyway, she gets started. Its OK and it would have been REALLY good had she put some effort into it. But as every second goes by, she's putting less and less effort into it. She stops multiple times, then said "Did you cum?

More complaining, less sucking. Neither of my heads is enjoying this. So I just said "forget it. You can get get out. " "Really?" Then she has the nerve to ask me if I would still take her to 5th and Becher. I usually will take girls all over, especially to 26th and mitchell. IYKYK. So I just tell her "naw, you can just get out. " But she's like "you said you'd take me". So I said, "And you said that you'd perform. You didn't do your job. " This went back and forth a couple more times until I actually had to raise my voice, for the first time ever and just yelled "GET THE FUCK OUT". This was on 8th or 9th and Hayes.

She got out and I made the rounds on L. Then the rounds on G, then another on L and saw her walking to Becher. Couple more rounds and she was at the gas station on 5th and Hayes. She saw me drive by each time, nice and warm in my car. There's no situation where I'd ever consider picking her up again. The whining and complaining would make anyone want to just go home. Don't even bother picking her up. She will whine and ***** and moan. That's the type of girl I usually expect to find on G, which is why I don't even go over there.

Do yourself a favor and don't even bother with Amber. You'll just leave with frustration.

L.

[TrollMongo]

Sounds nothing like the short red head Erika frok ny last report, which gives me hope you guys really are getting the better end of the sticks. Ill go out mongering 1 more time and see what's what soon, but I'm still shaken over the evil Erika I guess.

To quote an old saying, "you got to kiss a lot of toads before you find a prince" and the same idea applies to this hobby. It takes a while to find a girl or two or three that you click with and even once you find them, finding them a 2nd or 3rd time isn't easy either cause few have phones for long if at all. It takes a while to kinda get established with a few good providers, but they are out there. Just give yourself a little time. Adding to the difficulty is the time of year we are in, the girls are running around in 3 pairs of pants, a couple sweatshirts and a jacket and stocking cap. Hard to tell if they are 100 pounds or 200 pounds.

In my opinion it's a lot safer cruising in the daytime, plus easier to see what your picking up.

I've very seldom had problems with any of the girls I pick up and after the girls get to know you, and if you treat them well, you'll have no problems. The girls do talk about us between themselves too, so if you treat a girl good the word gets around. Same if you don't.