got a breh that done caught hands from one of them trannies right outside the Varsity.
We decided to walk Midtown that evening after eating and this broad shouldered motherfukker rolled up on his ass after me and my other friend ignored it. Me and him decided to not to say anything and see if breh would realize he was talking to a dude. This nikka was actually spittin lyrics at this xman character.. So I finally said. "Bruh, check the throat action.." The next few minutes were the hardest I laughed in my life..
Breh took a look at the throat.. Dude went from to so quick. I think off just general instinct breh just threw a quick jab off disgust but the tranny was ready , that thing juked around that fist like Roy Jones..wig flew off and all from the speed of the evasion. .. Tranny was completely bald headed ..
All femininity is lost at that point and this tranny goes southpaw on my breh. Mind you it's Friday evening and there's people everywhere watching this shyt.. These nikkas squared up and the tranny talking about "don't get mad after I feed you these nuts after I beat your ass." ..fam, tranny put in a three piece combo so tough, my boy folded up like a lawn chair on the sidewalk. I'm standing there like.. "Should I intervene?" . My other homeboy decided to ride up like the calvary and sucker punch it. Fam.. My nikkas fist rolled off that jawline like rain on a windshield..breh looking at the tranny like and the tranny looking like .. The tranny goes into stance and now my boy backing up, going into the crowd for cover. I get my breh whose just now getting off the ground and yell at my boy (whose dodging punches in the crowd to get the fukk on before cops arrive). Atlanta has provided me some memories.
Smh I was drunk as fukk at a strip club back in 08 talkin to what I thought was a regular female... Her pimp was during the convo.... I didn't realize what was up til the next day until I sobered up and me and my guy got into convo about that shyt... That shyt had me perplexed at 21
got a breh that done caught hands from one of them trannies right outside the Varsity.
We decided to walk Midtown that evening after eating and this broad shouldered motherfukker rolled up on his ass after me and my other friend ignored it. Me and him decided to not to say anything and see if breh would realize he was talking to a dude. This nikka was actually spittin lyrics at this xman character.. So I finally said. "Bruh, check the throat action.." The next few minutes were the hardest I laughed in my life..
Breh took a look at the throat.. Dude went from to so quick. I think off just general instinct breh just threw a quick jab off disgust but the tranny was ready , that thing juked around that fist like Roy Jones..wig flew off and all from the speed of the evasion. .. Tranny was completely bald headed ..
All femininity is lost at that point and this tranny goes southpaw on my breh. Mind you it's Friday evening and there's people everywhere watching this shyt.. These nikkas squared up and the tranny talking about "don't get mad after I feed you these nuts after I beat your ass." ..fam, tranny put in a three piece combo so tough, my boy folded up like a lawn chair on the sidewalk. I'm standing there like.. "Should I intervene?" . My other homeboy decided to ride up like the calvary and sucker punch it. Fam.. My nikkas fist rolled off that jawline like rain on a windshield..breh looking at the tranny like and the tranny looking like .. The tranny goes into stance and now my boy backing up, going into the crowd for cover. I get my breh whose just now getting off the ground and yell at my boy (whose dodging punches in the crowd to get the fukk on before cops arrive). Atlanta has provided me some memories.
@ OP, I want to go to Spain this year or next, Marbella, Malaga, Barcelona.
As far as sex trafficking/hookers, I grew up going to TJ, I saw my first strip club and hookers when I was 14 or 15 years old, and anyone who has partied in Zona Norte/Revolucion has gotten drunk as fukk with hookers all night, knowing/half knowing they were hookers.... the whole experience is just stunning, as a kid, it was all normalized though, so I know the whole world really well, I have a funny story about an 'outsider' (simp) and his inability to grasp the situation....'SHES NOT A HOOKER, SHE LIKES ME'
Because I know the realities of people in that business, I am outspoken about condemning the sex trade, esp. at an international level, I didn't really understand the depravity of it, as a kid, or the real effects on communities. That 300 E though, I would have had barely to restrain myself... I was in Paris, South of France, for 2 weeks, and a def. saw some hookers, never was approached. In Nice, South France, they were swarming around bus stops and public areas after 10pm or so. One thing I see a lot, is some older/creep type, def. affluent with some obvious hooker on his arm, and have them (the women )just look me up and down, intensely. Scanning for a new client, or half wishing her current one was better looking and younger....That happened a few times in Paris, really high end hotels in the fashion district. I've experienced it here too, usually similar places. It's all really pretty pathetic, sad, and disgusting on some level, now matter the shape or size or the body,
Okay so this is my last story. This shyt literally just happened and made me realize I need to trust my instincts.
2016 in Madrid, Spain
My friends and I roll out to one of few places playing hip hop out here. We get in and it's a great vibe. I instantly peep that the girls are quality and the Real Madrid basketball team is up in there posted up, looking awkward as fukk, and getting groupie love.
I'm like because I know these nikkas wouldn't be shyt in the US but they winning out here. More power to them. I separate from my friends to go to the bathroom and see a chick with one of the BADDEST MUFUKKIN BODIES I'VE EVER SEEN IN REAL LIFE. She was straight up IG, "check my booking info" status. Because she looked that good I wasn't in the mindframe to talk to her. Also keep in mind, my spanish is intermediate so it's difficult anyway.
To my surprise the chick comes up to me. [Red Flag #1] I'm gone off the liq so I'm spittin Spanish game. She gives me her number so I can hit her on Whatsapp and goes back upstairs. I finish the night and my friends want to go to the next venue. The whole time we'd been texting.
I walk upstairs and she's with her girl and they're talking to two guys. [Red Flag #2] I decide to assert my alpha male dominance and walk right past the euro cac she was talking to and say goodbye.
(this convo is in Spanish but I'll type it in English)
Me: Who is that?
Chick: Oh that's my friend and her friend.
Me: What about the guy you were talking to?
Chick: Oh him? Nooooooo! Me gusta negra
At this point I'm feelin myself because I got a major win. But something's not right. It was TOO EASY.
We proceed to text over the next week with my main mission being to find out if she's a prostitute or not. I can't outright ask, because if I do and I'm wrong then I just missed out on potentially one of my best lays ever. So I'm trying to be subtle.
But brehs, SOMETHING STILL ISNT right. This chick says she's Venezuelan but types in the most broken spanish ever. She says she's taking online courses for a degree. Every day I try to get her to come out she always has an excuse. Tonight I'm like fukk it, let me see if I can get her to come out.
If you don't understand what I'm saying, I'm pretty much asking her why she's not coming out. She asks me if I have a gift or something to offer her if she comes out. I play along to see her endgame, but tell her I'll give her my company and a drink. But her next texts give me all the confirmation I need.
DAT CULO!!
At this point I'm curious. Finally we're done with all the subtext. I know I'm dealing with a pro but this is semi-fascinating to me. Who takes the time to get a guys number, engage in frivolous conversation for a week, but never mention sex. Like what's her endgame? How does this transaction work? Where would this go down? I have a lot of questions. I decide to play along to satisfy my curiosity and ask her what's it gonna cost to get her to come out.
300 EUROS MY NIG?!?! That's hella expensive, even if you didn't consider the exchange rate. But yo there are other things wrong here.
#1: She says she needs to buy a book? This must be some legal loophole shyt in case I was a cop
#2: She switches to English alluva sudden. When I met this bytch she aint speak a lick of English!!
So ONCE AGAIN I got fooled. I thought I had a solid chick in the stable and she just wants to get paid. I know this is a long ass story but I had to share with yall. If something seems too good to be true it probably is.
Like part of me is low-key offended. I'm a handsome American black man with options. I get a lot of love out here. Why would I pay for p*ssy? And why the fukk would I pay 300 euros for it!?!?
If I paid it would be a completely different thread. I would've made her take pics, shared them with the coli, and played it off like I gamed her on some g shyt.
One breh made a good point about prostitutes not posing or looking like regular chicks. It's actually the other way around, women dressing more skimpy these past couple of decades. But it still should be pretty easy to tell when a woman is selling the P.
Okay so this is my last story. This shyt literally just happened and made me realize I need to trust my instincts.
2016 in Madrid, Spain
My friends and I roll out to one of few places playing hip hop out here. We get in and it's a great vibe. I instantly peep that the girls are quality and the Real Madrid basketball team is up in there posted up, looking awkward as fukk, and getting groupie love.
I'm like because I know these nikkas wouldn't be shyt in the US but they winning out here. More power to them. I separate from my friends to go to the bathroom and see a chick with one of the BADDEST MUFUKKIN BODIES I'VE EVER SEEN IN REAL LIFE. She was straight up IG, "check my booking info" status. Because she looked that good I wasn't in the mindframe to talk to her. Also keep in mind, my spanish is intermediate so it's difficult anyway.
To my surprise the chick comes up to me. [Red Flag #1] I'm gone off the liq so I'm spittin Spanish game. She gives me her number so I can hit her on Whatsapp and goes back upstairs. I finish the night and my friends want to go to the next venue. The whole time we'd been texting.
I walk upstairs and she's with her girl and they're talking to two guys. [Red Flag #2] I decide to assert my alpha male dominance and walk right past the euro cac she was talking to and say goodbye.
(this convo is in Spanish but I'll type it in English)
Me: Who is that?
Chick: Oh that's my friend and her friend.
Me: What about the guy you were talking to?
Chick: Oh him? Nooooooo! Me gusta negra
At this point I'm feelin myself because I got a major win. But something's not right. It was TOO EASY.
We proceed to text over the next week with my main mission being to find out if she's a prostitute or not. I can't outright ask, because if I do and I'm wrong then I just missed out on potentially one of my best lays ever. So I'm trying to be subtle.
But brehs, SOMETHING STILL ISNT right. This chick says she's Venezuelan but types in the most broken spanish ever. She says she's taking online courses for a degree. Every day I try to get her to come out she always has an excuse. Tonight I'm like fukk it, let me see if I can get her to come out.
If you don't understand what I'm saying, I'm pretty much asking her why she's not coming out. She asks me if I have a gift or something to offer her if she comes out. I play along to see her endgame, but tell her I'll give her my company and a drink. But her next texts give me all the confirmation I need.
DAT CULO!!
At this point I'm curious. Finally we're done with all the subtext. I know I'm dealing with a pro but this is semi-fascinating to me. Who takes the time to get a guys number, engage in frivolous conversation for a week, but never mention sex. Like what's her endgame? How does this transaction work? Where would this go down? I have a lot of questions. I decide to play along to satisfy my curiosity and ask her what's it gonna cost to get her to come out.
300 EUROS MY NIG?!?! That's hella expensive, even if you didn't consider the exchange rate. But yo there are other things wrong here.
#1: She says she needs to buy a book? This must be some legal loophole shyt in case I was a cop
#2: She switches to English alluva sudden. When I met this bytch she aint speak a lick of English!!
So ONCE AGAIN I got fooled. I thought I had a solid chick in the stable and she just wants to get paid. I know this is a long ass story but I had to share with yall. If something seems too good to be true it probably is.
Like part of me is low-key offended. I'm a handsome American black man with options. I get a lot of love out here. Why would I pay for p*ssy? And why the fukk would I pay 300 euros for it!?!?
Brehs that are more successful than you pay for p*ssy. Why are you so offended? And did you forget the saying that you don't pay for sex but for them to leave?
Alright here is my story...
First time, I added a big booty chick from my city whof was getting like 200 likes on every picture.
Big old donkey butt.
She was 19.
Fatherless.
Anyways I told her I wanted to Holla and we exchanged numbers. We chatted here and there and we were planning a date but she "worked a lot" and she always would go to work at the strangest times 7:15pm, 9pm.
Anyways I felt like she wasnt giving up the ass easy enough so I lost interest and stopped texting and calling.
A few weeks later I'm on back page looking for big boots chick's and I see this chick and I keep thinking something looks familiar about her and that's when I notice that this dumb as broad used one of her 300 Facebook pics and just cropped out her face.
Tattoos showing and everything.
It felt like it was my birthday because I knew I was finna fukk.
I called her up and was like uh hey I saw your add and want the $80 special...
She came over to my house, I pounder that big ass and kept it moving.
But what really gets me about the whole situation was that this chick was gonna let me actually take her prostitute ass out on a date.
That's a MAJOR violation.
In my personal opinion I feel like the only woman a hooker needs to be with romantically is her pimp.
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got a breh that done caught hands from one of them trannies right outside the Varsity.
to
so quick. I think off just general instinct breh just threw a quick jab off disgust but the tranny was ready
. My other homeboy decided to ride up like the calvary and sucker punch it. Fam.. My nikkas fist rolled off that jawline like rain on a windshield..breh looking at the tranny like
and the tranny looking like
during the convo.... I didn't realize what was up til the next day until I sobered up and me and my guy got into convo about that shyt... That shyt had me perplexed at 21
because I know these nikkas wouldn't be shyt in the US but they winning out here. More power to them. I separate from my friends to go to the bathroom and see a chick with one of the BADDEST MUFUKKIN BODIES I'VE EVER SEEN IN REAL LIFE. She was straight up IG, "check my booking info" status. Because she looked that good I wasn't in the mindframe to talk to her. Also keep in mind, my spanish is intermediate so it's difficult anyway.
That's hella expensive, even if you didn't consider the exchange rate. But yo there are other things wrong here.
This must be some legal loophole shyt in case I was a cop
You payin 300 euros tho? ($330)
or are they pros scrippin on the side 
