Streetwalker Reports

[NotLob]

Okay, I'm finally going to post about a gal I've been wanting to find for years, and who it seems might be a woman who was very popular on the board back in the mid-late 2010's, and who apparently was still out and about in the early 2020's, as Troll Mongo posted a photo of her, and I believe he said that his photos only go back as far as 2020.

There was a provider I got 3 blowjobs from in or around 2017-2018. Her name was Shanda (pronounced Shonda). I have included a photograph of her and her husband. I have also included the photograph of the notorious Shondell, from the first of Troll Mongo's now-legendary photo uploads from January 7th of this year. Troll probably misspelled her name, as hers was always spelled Shondell by the journalists posting about her back in the 2010's. What made me decide to post this today was reading the post I'm replying to, from 2018. It says that Shondell is from Michigan's upper peninsula! That's exactly where Shanda is from! She had been a social worker before becoming addicted to drugs and moving down to Milwaukee to be able to hook and support her addiction! I had always wondered if they are the same person, due to their names being so phonetically similar, but now that I read that they are both from the same area, which is a whopping 3 hours from Milwaukee, I consider the likelihood to have increased. This picture Troll posted is the only photo I've ever seen of Shondell. I've never met her in real life, unless they are the same person. Their faces look different, but their hair is natural yellow, they both are from the upper peninsula, and they have almost identical first names. But Shanda's face and hair- and even her spirit- are exactly how they were when she was on the street, in this photo. She had a 7-year-old boy, at the time, who she'd abandoned in Michigan. If any of you sleuths would like Shanda's facebook page, message me, and I'll send you it. She rejected my friend request a couple of years ago, and her profile is set to not accept messages from non-friends. I want to get to the bottom of this, and I'd love to get in touch with Shanda again! She was a little too thin for my taste, but very pretty (just like she looks in this picture next to her husband).

Platypus 19, I believe you did some dates with Shondell. Can you speak to my query?

I'm sure that plenty of you gentlemen recognize Shonda and have fond recollections of your dates with her. Would you care to share your memories with the board?

Blessings,

Body Shopper.

The picture of the woman in the car was posting on STG last week, but only for a few days, she's done that a bit in the last month or so.

[MexxxiBrewer]

I haven't seen Star out on the streets since my date with Audi back in November. I'm guessing they are friends or something. And I haven't spotted Star's mom Kim in a very long time. Someone is most likely helping Star post online. It's too bad for those that don't read her reviews and get tricked by this mfker.

https://skipthegames.com/posts/milwa...-/664571049870

[MilwNightFun]

Back on STG.

https://skipthegames.com/posts/milwa...-/664571049870

Claims to have her own place now and desperately needs $$ to cover rent. Karmas a *****. After burning all her bridges in the past, she has few to help support her means now.

[Body Shopper]

Local Gentlemen:

I realize this post is a bit off topic, and I apologize for that. Just skip over it if you are not interested. For those that are interested, this post is a response to a post BodyShopper made in the Detroit thread. He is the light!

Thank you BodyShopper. I'm not as prolific as most of the fine gentlemen who post, so you will have to dig a little deeper to find my work. I probably do 5-6 streetwalker dates per year; maybe only reporting on 2-3. I know I have to get better at this. Likewise, I probably do 5-6 AMP visits per year, a few escort dates and a couple of strip club visits thrown in for good measure. Again, maybe I report half of the time. I've also dipped a toe into the sugar world from time to time with varied results. I have enjoyed the hobby in other places as well. Some of my favorite places to monger have been Tijuana, Los Angeles, New York and Florida (Orlando, Lake Worth, Ft. Lauderdale), among other locales. On my to-do lists are FKK clubs in Germany, Thailand, the Phillipines, Columbia, and many more.

As time passes, I have come to realize that our encounters in this hobby are about so much more than just unloading a nut and moving on with our lives. As you so eloquently put, society has brainwashed all of us. The truth is, as you say, we are all nothing more than wild animals; we need to embrace this concept. I believe this hobby provides a pathway for us to illustrate this, and create wonderful memories of this very fact. Females receiving our seed is nature at its most pure and basic level. You recently posted that you have been requiring the slore (Erica I believe) to look you in the eye as you fill her up. This lets her know that she is a RECEIVER. Nothing more; and is her path to liberation from societal shackles. I believe my method of JD Signature Facial Blastings goes even a step beyond this. Not only is she to receive my seed, but she needs to wear it on her face as a badge to remind her of this very concept of liberation. As I said earlier, this creates memories; for me and for her. After the act, I will never be one of a thousand nameless forgotten johns who she blew for quick cash. She will go to the grave with the memories of my filth plastering her face; as she should. Also, recording the act with video and or pictures, takes it to another level of immortality.

Obviously, the easiest area of the hobby to accomplish this is the streetwalker arena. A few years back, I had a particular session with a street slore. There wasn't anything particularly remarkable about the session, until I thought it over later. She sucked my cock and balls with gusto, then I fucked the dogshit out of her in multiple positions, followed by more cock and ball sucking. After working up a monster nut, I laid her on the bed and plastered her with the JD Signature Facial Blast. She laid there as I squeezed out the last drop on her face. With my drained cock resting on her fivehead, she looked up at me with the one eye that wasn't covered and said, "you wanted that". Later I realized that she knew on some level that she was a RECEIVER, and her allotment in life was to give me pleasure. Which in turn gave her pleasure. Thus is the circle of life gentlemen!

Thanks again Bodyshopper for your wisdom and fine work. Also, props to the other great posters in Milwaukee. Trollmongo, Mexibrewer, and others. You guys have a nice group. There was a great poster in Columbus, OH awhile back. Humpty Dumpty (also known as Ray Pugh). He disappeared quite a while ago, but his posts are very entertaining to go back and read, if you haven't already done so. One of my favorite quotes of his was, "If I haven't fucked 10,000 women by the time I die, I will have failed as a man". Truer words have never been spoken. There was another guy in Philly or maybe Baltimore. Vegawrap. He would also post pics of him plastering faces. He actually posted a link to a video of him plastering a female's face, then washing it off with a long piss. I wish I had downloaded and saved that video.

JD.

That is some of the most beautiful writing I've ever read; not just on the internet, but including in books, as well.

I recall reading Ray Pugh's posts on this very Milwaukee Streetwalkers forum! If I happen upon any again in my studies of yesteryear's posts, I will read his through a new lens, now that you have vouched so highly for him- and quoted such a masterpiece of a quote, I might add! Mr. Pugh's quote is truly inspiring, and makes me view my life objectively and chronologically. His statement has helped me to see one of the most glaring weaknesses in my life: I haven't fucked nearly enough women! Thank you for sharing everything you shared in your post, JD!

I am 100% convinced of the accuracy of your perception of your notorious JD Signature Facial Blast! Your philosophy is deep and sound. When the weather gets warmer, I will stand outside of my car and have these pigs suck me off. They will finish me off with a handjob, squirting my seed all over their visage. I don't like to take care of my needs. I like having my needs taken care of by the woman. In the meantime, before the summer, I hope to do a few facials. In the motel, though, I have a difficult time imagining wasting a load on a face when I can shoot it in a pussy! Unless it's Erika having slept the night with me and then blowing me in the morning. I will have a much easier time passing up coming in the mouth than coming in the revered pussy.

I don't know how long you've been reading my tomes, but I will give you some background on me and Erika, so then when I present to you the reality of our dynamic, you will understand how we got here. Erika is the most intelligent hooker I've ever met. In the King James Bible, in John 10:10, it states clearly a prophecy about me and Erika: "The thief cometh not, but for to steal, and to kill, and to destroy: I am come that they might have life, and that they might have it more abundantly. " I, Body Shopper, The Eye Of Silver City, The Notorious P. I. G. , have come onto this forum that you Johns may have life and live it more abundantly. Erika, conversely, has come to tear apart the social fabric of the community and make people cry. The acquisition of money is the top priority of almost all hookers. Not Erika. Money is her second priority. Fulfilling her psychological needs is her first priority. Specifically, she busies herself night and day with her deplorable social projects. Whereas treason is part of the fabric of the female soul on an instinctual level, expressed by thousands of years of recorded history and contemporary observable social behavior of women preferring men of other races over men of their own race, Erika's treasonous nature is an ever-present bent that she is fully conscious of, and plans accordingly to enable herself to commit the treason she so craves to commit. This is one of the reasons she sometimes has a goose egg or a limp or the likes. Her victims sometimes take righteous vengeance.

As of November, 2023, she had never let me shoot in her pussy. Of course, if I had been able to cum from fucking back then, I would have looked her in the eyes and done so anyway. But still, the rule stood. Then, that month, I introduced her to my friend, and she gave him permission to shoot in her pussy! Being the highly intelligent creature that she is, she didn't say anything (other than the agreement itself) that would look damning on paper, but she insinuated enough to show that she was attempting to formulate a conspiracy with my friend behind my back. She asked him to not report their date on the forum. That was her way of asking him to not tell me, without saying anything that looks damning on paper. She offered him her number. This was her way of establishing a route of communication between them behind my back, instead of him getting her number through me. I had texted her two days prior, saying that I will have a friend with me who will want a date, too. When I called her the night of, she answered with a more excited tone in her voice than I've ever heard her have before or since, and I've known her for 8 1/2 years! When I picked her up and told her that he requires to see her first before he decides if he'll do the date, anyone else would have been pissed. Not Erika. Not that night. I conveyed annoyance in my countenance as I told her of his new requirement, and she refused to even reciprocate my annoyed countenance! This is a crud to shoot in, shoot on, and not deign to spend any time with. She doesn't deserve anything more than a facial blast and a load inside her pussy.

When I confronted her with him in the car a month and a half later, she immediately gave up her ghost and told me I can shoot in her pussy, too! Had she refused, or even so much as held out for a day or even for 30 minutes before submitting, I would have spent the rest of my life trying to ruin hers. She was extremely smart in giving in to me immediately.

I informed her on Valentine's Day of last year- the 3-year anniversary of us fucking, of us doing motel dates, and of my first motel date with a hooker- that if she hadn't given birth two days prior, I was going to have her look me in the eyes while I shoot in her pussy, so that we can together celebrate my victory over her. Well, two months or so ago, I decided it's time for us to celebrate! I threatened to take her back home without a date. She was happy! Like I said: She's here to maim, kill, and destroy. Not to make money. So, I changed my stance and informed her that I will not drive her back. That she can get the fuck out of my room right now! Then, the twat acquiesced and did the date.

Erika is a magical, mystical woman. Whatever she did there- the radiance, the energy, the glow- perhaps she cursed me, I don't know- Looking in her eyes while shooting was an electrifying experience, and one of the greatest experiences I've ever had in my life! I know that if I make her look me in the eyes in the future while I'm coming, it's not going to be that special. But that time was absolutely magical. Like most of my twats, I had her lying on the bed with her legs flung wide and her pussy on the edge of the bed while I stood on the floor upright, in front of her, pounding that sweet, tight, wet pussy! While the gobs of goo were being expelled from my sack, and our eyes were locked, I remarked to her, "We've come a long way. " Erika, smiling, nodded and said "Yeah. " After my pungent seed was firmly lodged in her womb, and my cock was still inside her pussy, I smiled and remarked, "I win!" Erika's face got furious and she stormed into the bathroom to clean up. Ha!

You are right, JD. As Erika was smiling and concurring with my sentiment during my orgasm, she accepted her lot in life as my cum dumpster.

She has accepted it so deeply, in fact, that in summer of 2024, when I crawled to her and begged her to be the middle woman to connect one of her best friends with me if her friend and I become co-defendants, and I offered to stop coming in her pussy, she declined my offer! Hallelujah! The angels sing! All of the sexual positions that she's currently resisting combined are not as big a deal to her as the cum-in-pussy was, and she accepted it to the point where she didn't want it to stop. This bish will never forget me as long as she lives, and beyond the grave, that's for sure. And vice versa.

And this is just the stuff that I dare to write on here. Just imagine what it's actually like behind the scenes. Erika and I are each other's karma because we're both terrible people. Semper Fi!

Now I will address the issue of eye contact while shooting in prostitutes' pussies. Erika and I have our own unique dynamic that's developed. But other slores, and even her with other Johns, bring inward condescension. Almost all men are simps. Simps need to know that the woman is enjoying it or they can't get off. Sure, it helps me to get off if they are enjoying it, but it's not that important. LOL A prostitute sees a man who needs eye contact as a pathetic, feeble creature who she will deign to dote over in that way in order to hasten his climax and perhaps earn a tip. I will readily admit that Lola played me for a fool the other week. But she was still an amazing date. She is an amazing and wonderful provider. I forgot to ask if she's lactating still, as I wouldn't mind receiving some squirts of milk into my mouth without touching my mouth to her breasts, because of other Johns' dirt. But I was really enjoying the eye contact with Lola throughout the intercourse, including my climax, only to discover afterward that her joy was insincere. Looking back on her feigned joy, the eye contact was obviously condescending. These hoars have been fucked by thousands of Johns, and we all look the same to them. I'm rather embarrassed that I got taken by Lola like that. Again, she's a wonderful woman. I'm just remarking on the psychology of slores in their dealings with us. With all of their inward condescension taken into consideration, I think that unless the woman is truly into it, or is rebelling (like Erika rebels against me), a John is better off saving face by not requiring eye contact. I welcome your or anyone else's thoughts on the subject.

Vegawrap's video you described sounds glorious, indeed! I would love to do the same! That has given me inspiration. But that wash at the end would probably cause the blow job to double in price. Also, if I want to take picture or video of any of this stuff, many providers will charge more. Many say they "don't let people take video". They're lying. It's simply an upcharge. I would say that half of these slores happily let you take pictures and video at no additional charge. When I ask, I always just assume the sale. I'm sure that if a John sounds like he expects a "no", he'll get one more often than not.

BTW, I report every single date I ever do with a working girl on here, except one transaction I did last year that was with someone who isn't in any of the categories of these forums. Other than that one date, I've reported every single date I've done since I joined in September, 2021. And I did not count her among my last year's statistics.

BS.

[Juzkooln]

She doesn't look very missing.

https://skipthegames.com/posts/milwa...-/911493716358

Well, I'm surprised she's posting. I'm just going off what I've seen and those are old pictures. Now she'll just answer my text message LOL.

[BigMilwaukee]

She doesn't look very missing.

https://skipthegames.com/posts/milwa...-/911493716358

Wow. You didn't read my latest report.

[Body Shopper]

Is she still walking gf? I seen a post on her Facebook page that she is a missing person.

Wow. You didn't read my latest report.

[Juzkooln]

Is she still walking gf? I seen a post on her Facebook page that she is a missing person.

[MexxxiBrewer]

I scooped Kayla up this morning from 15th Pl and G. She was still wearing her pj's but she looked cute to me. She just got done eating her breakfast so I gave her some tissues to clean her mouth. I also gave her some lotion for her hands and I hold her hand all the way to my spot. BTW she's got some ugly looking fingers LOL. Before we got started I kissed her tits and then I went lower and kissed her tummy and while I was down there I took a peek of her hairy pussy. I wonder if she will ever shave her cat. 40 BBBJCIMWspit I did enjoy her head and she took her time too. I busted inside her mouth and she kept going like for a little bit over a minute then I tapped out and she stopped and spat my shit out the door. While I was driving her to her destination I asked her for her number and she told me that she just lost her phone a few hours ago. Then like a few minutes later someone was calling her phone and then she started coughing and sneezing to cover up the ringing, that was some goofy shit. I really don't need her number anyways. She told me that she doesn't have a place and just stays with random people. I asked her if she likes women and said that she likes women more than men. I dropped her off on 16th and Orchard.

[Jd2011]

Local Gentlemen:

I realize this post is a bit off topic, and I apologize for that. Just skip over it if you are not interested. For those that are interested, this post is a response to a post BodyShopper made in the Detroit thread. He is the light!

Thank you BodyShopper. I'm not as prolific as most of the fine gentlemen who post, so you will have to dig a little deeper to find my work. I probably do 5-6 streetwalker dates per year; maybe only reporting on 2-3. I know I have to get better at this. Likewise, I probably do 5-6 AMP visits per year, a few escort dates and a couple of strip club visits thrown in for good measure. Again, maybe I report half of the time. I've also dipped a toe into the sugar world from time to time with varied results. I have enjoyed the hobby in other places as well. Some of my favorite places to monger have been Tijuana, Los Angeles, New York and Florida (Orlando, Lake Worth, Ft. Lauderdale), among other locales. On my to-do lists are FKK clubs in Germany, Thailand, the Phillipines, Columbia, and many more.

As time passes, I have come to realize that our encounters in this hobby are about so much more than just unloading a nut and moving on with our lives. As you so eloquently put, society has brainwashed all of us. The truth is, as you say, we are all nothing more than wild animals; we need to embrace this concept. I believe this hobby provides a pathway for us to illustrate this, and create wonderful memories of this very fact. Females receiving our seed is nature at its most pure and basic level. You recently posted that you have been requiring the slore (Erica I believe) to look you in the eye as you fill her up. This lets her know that she is a RECEIVER. Nothing more; and is her path to liberation from societal shackles. I believe my method of JD Signature Facial Blastings goes even a step beyond this. Not only is she to receive my seed, but she needs to wear it on her face as a badge to remind her of this very concept of liberation. As I said earlier, this creates memories; for me and for her. After the act, I will never be one of a thousand nameless forgotten johns who she blew for quick cash. She will go to the grave with the memories of my filth plastering her face; as she should. Also, recording the act with video and or pictures, takes it to another level of immortality.

Obviously, the easiest area of the hobby to accomplish this is the streetwalker arena. A few years back, I had a particular session with a street slore. There wasn't anything particularly remarkable about the session, until I thought it over later. She sucked my cock and balls with gusto, then I fucked the dogshit out of her in multiple positions, followed by more cock and ball sucking. After working up a monster nut, I laid her on the bed and plastered her with the JD Signature Facial Blast. She laid there as I squeezed out the last drop on her face. With my drained cock resting on her fivehead, she looked up at me with the one eye that wasn't covered and said, "you wanted that". Later I realized that she knew on some level that she was a RECEIVER, and her allotment in life was to give me pleasure. Which in turn gave her pleasure. Thus is the circle of life gentlemen!

Thanks again Bodyshopper for your wisdom and fine work. Also, props to the other great posters in Milwaukee. Trollmongo, Mexibrewer, and others. You guys have a nice group. There was a great poster in Columbus, OH awhile back. Humpty Dumpty (also known as Ray Pugh). He disappeared quite a while ago, but his posts are very entertaining to go back and read, if you haven't already done so. One of my favorite quotes of his was, "If I haven't fucked 10,000 women by the time I die, I will have failed as a man". Truer words have never been spoken. There was another guy in Philly or maybe Baltimore. Vegawrap. He would also post pics of him plastering faces. He actually posted a link to a video of him plastering a female's face, then washing it off with a long piss. I wish I had downloaded and saved that video.

JD.

[Body Shopper]

You are the envy of the entire board today! You dog, you! And thank you for giving us the pleasure of a pictorial update.

Not Lob, Jill still lives at the location you described. She's lived there for a decade now.

[NotLob]

As most of you know, I haven't been to Milwaukee as much as I'd like the last 10 months cause I haven't worked since the 3rd week in April and money has needed to be spent somewhat carefully. Last Thursday I had my taxes done, and my refund will be several thousand more than I was expecting so at 5:45 AM this morning I rolled out of my driveway heading for Milwaukee, completely oblivious to the fact that a miracle was about to happen at the end of my 170 mile drive to town.

But I better not get ahead of myself. I arrived at 27th and National at 8:35 and headed East to 6th seeing no one on National. Turning off 6th onto Greenfield I made a few loops seeing only a couple that didn't interest me. I also saw Summer Starr in the lower / mid-20's but I had decided long ago to no longer pick her up. After seeing very little out, and passing Summer a couple times and kinda feeling sorry for her being out there in the cold I did pick her up. (One Photo Below) As we were driving to a spot, she said that she had seen me several times in the past, I had even waved to her a time or two, and she was wondering why I never picked her up. I told her it was because she kept falling asleep on our dates. She said she suffers from narcolepsy and has no control over that. She is usually OK if she is up walking and stuff, but sitting down even for a short time she can just drop off. I'm glad to find that out, cause she does do really good work and knowing what I know now I'll pick her up again in the future. So my first of two pickups was Summer, and it was 9:45 so an hour and 10 minutes for the first scoop. Summer did some fine work on me for probably 15 to 20 minutes and this time if she dozed off I just tapped her butt lightly a couple times and we were back in business. I think she swallowed as I don't remember seeing her open the door to spit.

After dropping Summer over on Mitchell I was back cruising. Saw a couple that didn't interest me, then spotted one that probably was working and looked really good, a thin brunette with huge silver loop earrings heading into that gas station about 8th or 9th. I'd have loved to meet her, but she was already crossing Greenfield ahead of me heading for that store. I made a loop on Greenfield to 24th and come back hoping to find her but no such luck.

I was hoping to find Nikki or Lola sitting in one of those cars that park on 22nd street just South of Greenfield but I was too early for them. It seems early afternoon is when they first get there. No one was there yet so I just keep cruising and enjoying my morning. Then, finally, all my prayers, offerings and begging to Saint Vitalis of Gaza was answered. A true miracle stood before me on the North West corner of Greenfield and somewhere in the mid-teens. I spotted a thin young lady, reddish hair just standing on the corner and she looked really good. I hauled ass around the block and pulled up by her and she hopped in. As soon as I saw her up close I thought she looked familiar, this was as I was doing the LE check. We start driving and I said, "have I picked you up before, you look familiar" Come to find out-It was none other than-JILL THE GREAT.

I couldn't believe it. While she did look familiar she doesn't look like she used too. She is thinner now, and had her hair tied up in a bun and the red was a bit darker than before. Her face is much thinner and she had no make up on other than light eye liner and shadow. (Photos Below) She tells me she comes and goes from Milwaukee. She didn't seem to want to go into detail and I didn't press her but I guess it's just hit and miss. She said she was going to get a phone today, and she has my number and is going to text me her new number but we all know how those things go. I hope I hear from her cause once those refunds make their way into my bank, it's hotel / motel time if I can find her. After spending about 20 minutes quality time with her parked on a one way street, we went to dinner at Taqueria El Cabrito to celebrate her return and after dropping her off, I headed home very, very relaxed and with a big smile on my face.

Overall the day way kind of light for walkers, but then it was mid-20's and a bit windy when I first got to town, and it didn't improve very much. I never tried Lincoln, made maybe 3 or 4 passes down National without seeing anything, and Greenfield was light throughout my time there. I think it would have picked up after noon, but I was happily on my way home by then.

The only LE I saw was two cars with a couple school busses at about 12th or 13th and Greenfield. I passed them several times, and one cop did kinda give me a long look as I went by the last time or two. My car is very easy to remember, and he probably figured I was up to no good, but after they cleared up that situation (about 45 minutes or so) I never saw another Cop.

I'm jealous, I look for Jill all the time even driving down 14th and SCOT the area she used to live in, she's looking good.

[TrollMongo]

As most of you know, I haven't been to Milwaukee as much as I'd like the last 10 months cause I haven't worked since the 3rd week in April and money has needed to be spent somewhat carefully. Last Thursday I had my taxes done, and my refund will be several thousand more than I was expecting so at 5:45 AM this morning I rolled out of my driveway heading for Milwaukee, completely oblivious to the fact that a miracle was about to happen at the end of my 170 mile drive to town.

But I better not get ahead of myself. I arrived at 27th and National at 8:35 and headed East to 6th seeing no one on National. Turning off 6th onto Greenfield I made a few loops seeing only a couple that didn't interest me. I also saw Summer Starr in the lower / mid-20's but I had decided long ago to no longer pick her up. After seeing very little out, and passing Summer a couple times and kinda feeling sorry for her being out there in the cold I did pick her up. (One Photo Below) As we were driving to a spot, she said that she had seen me several times in the past, I had even waved to her a time or two, and she was wondering why I never picked her up. I told her it was because she kept falling asleep on our dates. She said she suffers from narcolepsy and has no control over that. She is usually OK if she is up walking and stuff, but sitting down even for a short time she can just drop off. I'm glad to find that out, cause she does do really good work and knowing what I know now I'll pick her up again in the future. So my first of two pickups was Summer, and it was 9:45 so an hour and 10 minutes for the first scoop. Summer did some fine work on me for probably 15 to 20 minutes and this time if she dozed off I just tapped her butt lightly a couple times and we were back in business. I think she swallowed as I don't remember seeing her open the door to spit.

After dropping Summer over on Mitchell I was back cruising. Saw a couple that didn't interest me, then spotted one that probably was working and looked really good, a thin brunette with huge silver loop earrings heading into that gas station about 8th or 9th. I'd have loved to meet her, but she was already crossing Greenfield ahead of me heading for that store. I made a loop on Greenfield to 24th and come back hoping to find her but no such luck.

I was hoping to find Nikki or Lola sitting in one of those cars that park on 22nd street just South of Greenfield but I was too early for them. It seems early afternoon is when they first get there. No one was there yet so I just keep cruising and enjoying my morning. Then, finally, all my prayers, offerings and begging to Saint Vitalis of Gaza was answered. A true miracle stood before me on the North West corner of Greenfield and somewhere in the mid-teens. I spotted a thin young lady, reddish hair just standing on the corner and she looked really good. I hauled ass around the block and pulled up by her and she hopped in. As soon as I saw her up close I thought she looked familiar, this was as I was doing the LE check. We start driving and I said, "have I picked you up before, you look familiar" Come to find out-It was none other than-JILL THE GREAT.

I couldn't believe it. While she did look familiar she doesn't look like she used too. She is thinner now, and had her hair tied up in a bun and the red was a bit darker than before. Her face is much thinner and she had no make up on other than light eye liner and shadow. (Photos Below) She tells me she comes and goes from Milwaukee. She didn't seem to want to go into detail and I didn't press her but I guess it's just hit and miss. She said she was going to get a phone today, and she has my number and is going to text me her new number but we all know how those things go. I hope I hear from her cause once those refunds make their way into my bank, it's hotel / motel time if I can find her. After spending about 20 minutes quality time with her parked on a one way street, we went to dinner at Taqueria El Cabrito to celebrate her return and after dropping her off, I headed home very, very relaxed and with a big smile on my face.

Overall the day way kind of light for walkers, but then it was mid-20's and a bit windy when I first got to town, and it didn't improve very much. I never tried Lincoln, made maybe 3 or 4 passes down National without seeing anything, and Greenfield was light throughout my time there. I think it would have picked up after noon, but I was happily on my way home by then.

The only LE I saw was two cars with a couple school busses at about 12th or 13th and Greenfield. I passed them several times, and one cop did kinda give me a long look as I went by the last time or two. My car is very easy to remember, and he probably figured I was up to no good, but after they cleared up that situation (about 45 minutes or so) I never saw another Cop.

[TrollMongo]

Woke up today (Monday) with an itchy dick and a brain that was on fire to find some pig to sooth my itch. So I hit the stroll, of course.

Started cruising at around noon.

Body Shopper.

We Missed each other by just a few minutes. I arrived at about 8:30 AM and left shortly before noon. I didn't have the Red HHR though. Was driving the Infiniti. I'll have my report and some photos up tomorrow morning.

One thing that would be helpful to me and probably others is if the current trap house locations were reported on, since all our girls come and go from there. I personally only know the location of one, if it's even still a trap house.

[Body Shopper]

Hard chronological data:

No Neck car date BBBJ 10.

Jen car date BBBJ CIM 30.

Heidi motel date BBBJ BBFS 40.

Chella motel date BBBJ BBFS CIP 50.

Erika Lovejoy car date BBBJ 20.

Jen car date BBBJ CIM 30.

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!

Hookers are life! Cheating is life! Variety is the spice of life!

Congratulations to Bug https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HVGobS9KIWk on the birth of her baby! Marcie https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V7j2QAAShIE was the midwife. The Eye Of Silver City welcomes all new life into this world! I texted Bug my congratulations, including the name of her midwife, before Bug ever told me she'd given birth.

Congratulations to Red on the birth of her new baby! This happened a month or two ago, I guess. I hope it's not mine. If it is, I accept my fate if any skinbyrds are inclined to commit vigilantism for my miscegenation.

I informed Jen that her boyfriend was released from jail that morning after 15 months in jail, and she denied it and told me that I don't know what I'm talking about. Two hours later, he called her and told her he's out, and she spoke with him on speaker phone in front of me. They spent the following day together.

I am the I Am. I am the Truth. I am the Light. I am the Way. Follow me, and ye shall never be led astray.

One slore who I won't name is beginning to see me as a prophet. She spent a several-hour session last summer in my car, with no date, just shooting heroin while I dinned my syllables into her ears. Now, she is a true believer in everything I preach. She sees that everything I say about everybody turns out to be accurate, and that my character judgments are as good as gold, as a gauge to predict a person's future actions. Where we go one, we go all. Once you're in neck deep with me, there is no turning back.

I have included a photo of the mouth of a provider who many of you men stick your dick in, and who will remain anonymous. I picked her up, and she failed the mouth check. Then, I snapped this photo. You guys should start doing mouth checks and pussy checks. It is horrifying that you are getting sucked by her and then getting sucked by my regulars.

I came back into Wisconsin Saturday night and hit the stroll at around 9:00. After cruising the 3 streets of the South Loop for perhaps an hour, I picked up No-Neck, with her agreeing to a 30/10 deal. This is the only deal I offer her, because she is 1 for 8 in making me shoot. She was 1 for 7 when I scooped her. I had 2 pieces of restaurant pizza still warm in my car, out of an 8-slice large pizza. They weren't warm anymore, but they were still fresh. I had gotten the pizza around 2 hours earlier, and was looking for a hooker the whole time to offer them to. Summer wolfed them down. I am really happy to provide some nice amenities for slores who I like.

We parked a couple of blocks from where I picked her up at. Since I trust her, I parked where she suggested. Another reason was because I know that building and have been in it, and it is a part of my cultural field, and it's open 24/7. So, in the shadowy night, Summer took her tits out and committed a commercial sex crime: oral copulation for compensation. Yum! She sucked my wiener for around 15 minutes. Near the end, I was close to orgasm, but she just didn't keep rhythm. Through most of the b. J, she was sleeping and waking intermittently, just like you pigs report. She, of course, wanted the 30, but only got the 10, as agreed upon. Dropped her off at a trap, then received a text from Jen 5 minutes later, saying she's in the trap there with No Neck! Scooped her up 10 minutes later, and shot my brains out into her facehole. Yum! Paradise! It was early in this date that I informed her of her boyfriend's release from jail. It was in the middle of the date that he called her while she was getting food at a gas station, and my ears were flapping in the wind. He was hours late picking her up, of course, so Jen and I wound up spending a total of probably 3 or 4 hours together that date. Finally, I told her that I have to get to sleep and dropped her off, then drove to a spot and slept in my car.

I awoke Sunday and eventually drove to a motel and checked in at around 12:20 in the afternoon. I went cruising and eventually picked up Heidi. She gave me really good head! I really enjoyed it. She showered first, and I sucked those fucking tits. Then I sat on a chair for the blow job. After probably 8 minutes of really good head, I had her lie down on the bed. We fucked in the right angle position for perhaps 5 minutes minus two 30-second breaks of me panting with my dick still in her pussy. I didn't shoot, and she informed me, unsolicited, that she will not try again to make me shoot, and will instead take the 40. I contentedly agreed and dropped her back off. She and Brooklyn live in that house together with the old man. They are the only females living there.

Eventually, Chella replied to my text, and I picked her up. She made me wait for more than an hour, and I cruised while I intermittently drove to her place, as she was dicking me around, lying and telling me she's walking out the door. At last, she called and said she's outside. She had to stand in the cold outside for a good 10 minutes while we stayed on the phone as I drove back to her. But such is the price when you've used up your trust, and proof is the only thing someone will believe.

I took her to get drugs. While she was inside, I saw a skeleton bending over on the sidewalk on the side of the block. I crept up, and she stood up and began walking, and lo! 'Twas Serena! She came halfway from the sidewalk to my car, and I told her that I'm waiting for Chella, who's in the house. Serena replied, "You're picking her up but not me? She doesn't have any teeth! And I have a nice body!" She had begun walking away during her tirade. She does not have a nice body. LOL Chella's body is better. Serena is a skeleton. And when God makes one person more appealing than another person, no matter how much drug damage is visible, the person whose face and body are structured better will always look better. Chella was born hot and still has sex appeal, despite 16 years of drugs, theft, and fighting.

The date was fantastic! Chella is an absolutely wonderful, skilled, and professional provider. She is a long-sighted careerist. Her service is of the highest caliber. Her attitude is always extremely pleasant, regardless of what's going on in her personal life- which, BTW, is going well now, but even in the past when she's hit bumpy spots, her attitude toward me did not suffer. Semper Fi! I sat on the edge of the bed while she sucked me, in preparation to easily slip back for her to mount me. My cock was not working well, and Chells Bells sucked and sucked and sucked the putrid gristle and breathed life into it! Eventually, it became hard! Then, I had her ride me. Like some of her colleagues, she cannot ride cock in the traditional way, but instead sits on the thing and bounces or grinds. It was okay. Not my cup of tea. After around a minute of that, I had her resume sucking me. This time, I sat on a chair. Chella's techniques are fine, but it is her determination to make a nig shoot that sets her above the vast majority of her colleagues. What fervor she has in her dedication to making cocks squirt! Chella cheerfully brings joy to thousands of men each year who pass through Milwaukee. Her soul is so rich, empowered by the drooling, spitting, shooting, lovingly staring during orgasm, souls who each leave a little of themselves behind, building a veritable edifice that Queen Chella dwells in, fortified by our sweat, thoughts, and cum. The majority of my regular providers would have given up on the task, due to the poor condition my cock was in, and the resulting lengthy duration and laborious toil the job entailed. Chella did not give up on my limp dick. It was hard and big now. She was making filthy noises which turned me on even more. By and by, my climax began and I commanded her to lie with her twat on the edge of the bed. She stood up and flung herself back. Like most slores, she flung herself several inches back from the edge. Like always, I yanked her up to where her twat was at the very edge of the bed, and with my cock already squirting, I rammed it into her pussy and pounded her for a full minute of the greatest ecstasy that a man could ever feel! During my minute-long rage, Chella was spitting niceties at me, encouraging me, and I dare say eloquently celebrating my release! One more millimeter of souldust added to her edifice. She wins.

I took her to the same drug house from earlier. Inside the house, Chella confronted Serena, and Serena denied having uttered her ugly statements. Chella trusts me, though, and knows that I told her the truth. She informed Serena that she trusts me and knows I'm telling the truth, and that Serena insulted her like I said she did. Chella and I are solid. Except when she tells me to redact parts of my reports. LOL.

I drove her home. As she was exiting my vehicle, she interrupted me and said, "Would you please not report too much of this?" The time to make such a request is upon entering my vehicle, not upon exiting it. Had she said that on our way to the freeway at the beginning of the date like Lola did a few weeks ago, I would have told her that I am going to report the entire date, and if she doesn't want me to, I can drop her back off and not do the date- just like I told Lola. Upon observing my resistant and resentful countenance, Chella modified her odious request to, "Just don't say you came in my pussy. " Her last gasp of resignation bore the following syllables: "Just be careful how you word it. " Having not uttered one syllable since she'd interrupted me, I switched back to what I'd been talking about before her request and said, "nevermind," with the accompanying downward hand gesture. She uttered a resigned but cheerful "bye" and disappeared into the night.

Are you guys actually simping for these broads and modifying your journalism to suit their fancy? The reason we're out here isn't that we're losers who can't simp and get free pussy. Rather, it's because we're winners who choose not to simp. If you're going to simp, why not just simp for women who you're not paying? Paying money is so that we act how we want, say what we want, and report everything on here. It's really sad that so many of you redact parts of your dates because Sally Slore tells you to.

I bought some microwave food and went back to the motel, heated it up and ate it and went to bed.

Woke up today (Monday) with an itchy dick and a brain that was on fire to find some pig to sooth my itch. So I hit the stroll, of course.

Started cruising at around noon. Eventually ran into Cam Feav (Candice). She was walking westbound on the north sidewalk of Greenfield, between 21st and 22nd streets. I was traveling eastbound, and I hung a left onto 21st, then zoomed up the alley with my knuckles gripped white. She was walking down the alley! I stopped and solicited her about 20 feet from the sidewalk. I invited her in, and she accepted, then changed her mind and went with some other John who'd pulled up on the street! This could have been because she might be the Candy that I've been turning down. But today, she looked fucking good! I really wanted her. Was it one of you pigs reading this who stole her from me? I peered at the guy as I pulled out of the alley and drove past them toward Greenfield, but he was sitting with his back and head pressed against his seat and headrest, trying (very successfully) to avoid the domineering gaze of the P. I. G. ! Then, I looked up Cam on facebook and saw that two of her shitheaded friends posted on her timeline over the past few days that she's now officially a "missing person"! Puke. Then I looked her up on court records and saw that she has warrants out for her arrest on both a felony case and a misdemeanor case; both are drug cases. So, just like every other slore: Warrants for her arrest, family and friends report her missing, police pretend to "search" for her (they are knocking on doors LOL), when in reality, if the P. I. G. Noticed years ago that all missing women in Wisconsin and Michigan's upper peninsula are openly showing their faces in the south loop, then the police must know that, too. Of course, if Cam hadn't disrespected me, I wouldn't be posting about her missing persons and warrants. The pen is mightier than the sword.

I turned down all sorts of slugs today on Greenfield and Lincoln. Savannah https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LOuMuvq6LXg was on Lincoln, begging and yelling desperately for me to stop, just like a couple of weeks earlier. That toothless cocksucker Rebecca https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QEemy9_NrII was out walking briskly on Lincoln in the cold, alongside some ugly, darker sidekick. Rebecca seems to be out on Lincoln just about all day every day. National was dead, like usual. Eventually, I pulled up to a woman who identified herself as Erika, on the south sidewalk of Greenfield, between 19th and 20 streets, if I recall. Could have been between 20th and 21st. I jovially remarked, "You must be the new Erika. " I knew from her facebook profile that she is a low life- and from a message I'd received last spring from a fellow monger, that she is a dangerous foe. But my intuition detected that she wasn't going to call the cops, and I know what I'm capable of if she tries anything else, so I let her in. She has the thickest, most gene-deep Ebonic accent I've ever heard on a white woman! Nasty! Her Jay Low picture really expresses who she is. On our way out to the spot, she asked me if I have a condom. I replied, "no". Then, I explained that the mouth check was because I don't use condoms, and if I did, I would happily stick my condomed dick into syphilis chancres. She accepted that. She said she has to pick up her niece and nephew soon. I asked if she wants to do the date or pick up her niece and nephew. She said she can do the date first. We parked. My weakness of flapping my gums in the breeze was my downfall. I told her that I know who she is, and about her past up in Michigan's upper peninsula. She was taken aback, so I made up for violating her privacy by informing her about this forum. I told her that I'm violating the rule of my fellow mongers by telling her about this, but that I'm doing so because I owe her an explanation of how I know everything about her. She accepted that and acknowledged that I'm being good to her by telling her about it. She now gave a specific time she has to pick up the kids at: 3 o'clock. She began sucking my dick. I groped her ass and pussy from outside her pants while she sucked. A minute and a half later, she sat up and said "I'll go for one more minute". If I had paid this crud up-front, it's assumable that she would have just jumped out of the car without sucking at all. I retorted that it's only been a minute and a half, and that she should at least suck me for ten minutes. She said she'll go until 2:50. She had started at 2:43. I accepted. She was amicable while I pulled her breasts out of her shirt and groped them. They were small but nice breasts. She resumed sucking, lifting her head up about once every minute to look at the time.

At 2:50, she quit and I drove her back. I mentioned the other Erika, and she denied knowing who that is. I retorted, "You just sent her a friend request. " Silence. LOL I'm pretty sure that the other Erika even told me that she has met the new Erika at least once at the real Erika's main trap. As we drove back, she read the forum and remarked that she's read the site before. She was tickled to read the content. I informed her that since she'd said she has to pick up her niece and nephew, I now know that the report from last summer that I'd thought was about the real Erika was actually about her! Remember, lads, the guy who came on here and said that he'd met Erika, and she said his house was too far away because she has to pick up her niece, but she refused to get out of his vehicle unless he paid her. Then, he paid her $5 to play with herself in front of him, after which she got out. Obviously, with Erika Lovejoy's mention of her niece and nephew as a way to cut a date short, this is the scam artist from last summer's tale! And Lovejoy fessed up to it!

She had me drop her off at the alley on Orchard, between 24th and 25th street. I called her out on going to a trap house instead of picking up her niece and nephew. She denied it. I told her that the woman who runs that house has sucked my dick three times. Lovejoy was overwhelmed with my knowledge and experience. There is nothing she can do or say that I don't know everything about already. Right on her first time meeting me. I know her criminal history. Her professional history. I call out her lie of not being aware of the other Erika and provide proof that she's aware of her. And when she tries to lie about picking her niece and nephew up, I know she's buying drugs from one of my hoars. The Eye Of Silver City is omnipresent and eternal. You can't get away from it.

I will not repeat with Erika "Lovejoy". Whereas all of the new girls I pick up are failing at making me shoot, she is one who actually knows how to suck a dick, but chose not to do it properly. I give retards who can't suck dick a second chance, but not skilled cocksuckers who just don't want to do their job.

I resumed cruising, of course. Eventually, I gave up and called Jen. She gave me a really good blow job! Once she dropped to her knees on the floor of the passenger's seat, the angle and technique were fantastic. As I approached orgasm, I said, "I'm going to shoot you right in the mouth. That's a threat. " 30 seconds later, I pushed Jen's head down and shot her in the throat while she gagged and sputtered. See? I threatened to shoot a woman in the mouth, and then I fulfilled my threat.

Jen informed me that (latina) Marissa is her cousin, and Alyssa's sister! I remember Jen mentioning her two relatives several times last year, but I did not remember the name of the other one! So, this Marissa that so many of you have been doing good dates with is Jen's cousin, as well! Almost everyone in Jen's family smokes crack, the males and females alike. And as you can see, many of the females sling pussy. The males in their family even hook their buddies up with their female family members to do dates! This is Heaven! This is so great! With wide eyes, I excitedly replied to Jen, "Now, I have to try out Marissa!

I'm glad a lot of you pigs have been pulling up to Jen, inspired by my reports. Some of you pick her up, and some turn her down. I'm glad she's getting extra attention and extra business. When I need to ejaculate, Jen is a guaranteed receptacle for my pungent seed.

Prostitutes and Johns are the great people. Normal people are soulless idiots.

Man is and remains an animal; here a beast of prey, there a housepet, but always an animal.

Prostitutes are the hyenas of the urban jungle.

Kim made Star lick her pussy until Star accepted the odious rite.

Rose was the sweetest plum of all.

Heidi lies on her back and gets fucked.

Lola looks in your eyes as she squeezes out your seed into her pussy.

Stacy rides cocks and makes them shoot inside her pussy.

Renia smiles at you while she grinds your load out into her pussy.

Jill gasps in ecstasy as she climaxes on your thrusting cock.

Jen lies on her back and fucks you back until you lose your seed.

And Bug gets her tonsils pelted hard by our loads, and she hungrily drinks every drop.

Body Shopper.