--- In eminem@yahoogroups.com, "fallusies" <fallusies@y...> wrote:
--- In motuffi@yahoogroups.com, "motuffi" <motuffi@y...> wrote:
Mk: Had some tours, some bangs, some private parties. Shit like that.
But you'll notice that whenever someone famous patronized one of my
themes, I tend to lay back from any storytelling until enough of a
gap in time has passed to ensure no-one may think I'm referin' to
that person (see what I'm sayin'?).
I will talk about the cruises Lisa & I took recently, as we cruised
Belle Isle a few times & thru' the eastside a few times. Over by my
old high school (Osborne), at 7mile & Hoover & down thru' that way.
Over to Van Dyke & French Rd. Down St. Cyril to Strong & over to
Helen & onto the service drive a block to Concord, where we crossed
the freeway (94) & went past the lots where my granny's houses used
to be (across from the Packard Plant, next to the school).
Also cruised my old haunts over by 7mile & Hayes: Heilman's Park,
down Morang to Kelly, down by Denby High & up thru' that 'hood back
over to Cadieux & across the freeway (94) there.
Yeah, we get around when we cruise.
We stopped down on the Isle & watched some TV (my van has a TV) &
burned some minis (blunts) & watched the activity go by: pimped-out
rides bouncin', some with one paw up in the air, crotch-rockets,
serpentine drivin' retards, all that shit. Got me some head.
Oh yeah!! I almost forgot ('cuz it's not that big a deal to me
anymore): I did take a fine little ho down on 8mile & broke her in.
We spent awhile lettin' me be the first to enjoy the fruits, in my
little ho room. Then I took her to a few rest areas & let her make me
some cash.
Went to a bookstore & sent her in to suck some dick for whatever ma-
fuckas would pay the ho in there. She came out with 60 dollars in
like 20 minutes time. So she didn't do too bad.
Took the ho down to the island & let her walk around over by the
bathrooms...A bisexual older distinguished buck struck up a
conversation with her & she went with him to his expensive suv w/
blacked-out windows. They climbed in the backseat & she was in there
with the guy for like a half an hour. The windows on the suv were
gettin' all fogged-up. The ho finally got out of the suv & came back
over to my van & got in the back. She handed me 50 bucks & a fat
cherry blunt, stuffed with top grade skunk weed like only you can get
here in tha' D.
I had her suck my dick & smoked on the blunt. After I came in her
mouth & let her suck the after-effects out of me, I stopped
shuddering & let her head up enough to dislodge my cock from her
throat, but not enough to take it out of her pretty little used face.
After the head, the ho sat next to me & I shared the rest of the
blunt with her. She'd made me almost 300 bucks in about 16 hours time
& I felt we should call it a day.
So we checked in to a motel, way up Gratiot where we could get the
shit-hole room for cheap, for a few days. I worked her pretty much
the same the next day, too. I did turn her on to a little blo I got
to split between her & my ol' lady. It got her suck happy & ready to
go. She has a natural knack for the trade. I worked with her a week &
now she's back at home, recuperating & making a decision as to what
to do from her new, educated perspective. It's a "cool-off" thing I
recommend to bitches who do have the access to being able to return
to their old lives-> Now you know what it's like, that you can do it,
& that I'm here to work with you if you need me...So go back &
consider every option you have at your disposal for all the different
directions your life could go & THEN, if it's still what you wanna'
do, come back to it.
I'm into empowerment, what can I say? I know the streets, am from
them, know the game & could easily just bail on all my other shit &
be a pimp full-time. The problem there is talent against mentality.
What I mean is: I've found the bitches who have the talent for bein'
a good money makin' ho have a mentality that's opposite to mine to
such an extreme that we'd never get along for long (I'd end-up havin'
to beat 'em & shit) & I bail on the arrangement before she can get
too much invested into runnin' with me.
Bitches who have the mentality I get along with rarely have the
talent for makin' that doe'.
So I do it on a part-time like basis: Like a "ho school". It doesn't
take all of my time that way. Just all of it for weeks at a time
(sometimes), as in this last case, which is why I was so rare online
(was takin' the ho to public terminals & shit along the way). & I do
still get to get my ass & money out of it. So it works out for
everyone!! The ho's happy. The clients she serviced are happy & I'm
happy. My wife is even happy, 'cuz she got a break from my ridiculous
ass & I came home with fat sacs.
See how well my life works out, just bein' me? Now why would I trade
that for bein' famous?
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