Crazy stuff that has happened in this hobby.

[ChewableX]

Posted this in the Cleveland forum years ago but it bears repeating.

Cruising through Cleveland yesterday when I saw two WSW strolling down the ave, one I recognized the other I did not. I zigged and I zagged til I caught up and scooped the one I knew. We found a spot and got down to business. Impressed by her tongue work I told her to get on top, and she does. Next thing you know I glance over her shoulder and see the last thing any potential criminal wants to see, that dreaded spotlight coming through my windshield. I told her "Shit, get down!" and push her into the passenger seat as the road pirate opens his door and shines another light on my junk which hardly had time to go soft. My only thought was how my reputation was ruined and there's no going back from an arrest like this. Homegirl groans "we're busted" as I'm frantically throwing on clothes (not going to jail or getting shot w my meat hanging out). Then the last thing I thought would happen miraculously happened. The state's thug got back in his car and started pulling off. Homegirl says ' drive off" I'm like "Seriously? She says "yea" so I do. I asked her "Do you know him?" she goes "yea that's my grandfather. " My jaw must've actually dropped, I couldn't believe I had really just gotten away from that.

It gets better. We bang a left onto the next block and little missy looks at me and goes, "we're still going to finish this, right?" I look her dead in the eyes and say, "Fuck yea. " So we picked up where we left off and boy did I get my money worth. Shit I would've given that twenty bucks just to have this story to write about in my memoirs. I must've said "That was crazy" at least ten times before I dropped homegirl off. That being said keep your heads on a swivel boys, choose your spots carefully (I'll admit the spot we originally chose was not the best). My night could have gone way, way WAY worse had it not been for that stroke of luck, divine intervention, whatever you want to call it.

[KingFish34]

Thought it might be fun to tell some of the crazy things that have happened to us in this hobby. Here is a quick one from me, but I have more.

As I lot of people on this site, I am assuming that when visiting you want to feel comfortable and things that aren't going right are usually a "get the F out" vibe. Well this story is about one of those situations with contradictory signals.

So, I am going to see a girl to whom I am a regular using an agency whom I have used many times before. So, everything feels good and safe. So, get to place and then get text the room. So go to room and knock on door. No answer, try again, nothing. Number of employees (cleaning crew looking at me). So leave the floor and go back to lobby. Text agency about situation, verify room number, etc. Agency saying sorry go knock again, etc. So, go back to room. Knock nothing. Manager is now on floor and comes over and ask if he can help, what was I doing, way too many questions. Just trying to text saying yeah sorry my friend said to come up, blah blah blah. Anyway, standing there then cleaner comes over and was like you want me to let you in? Just way weird like WTF, no I am good, not sure what is going on. So back in lobby and send agency. Sorry, this is too much I got to go too many alarms going off. Back to my car and start driving away. She is texting me kind of going she says you never came to door. Finally, she sends me stupid ***** sent me wrong room number, please come back. So anyways, go back and get right room and everything great. But, man that whole seen was way uncomfortable at the time. I was on the wrong floor and my theory is that the floor was unoccupied. So, me knocking on a door was super suspicious.