I was driving down a major road in North Houston around noon and passed by a motel one of my favorite providers would use as an incall. I have known her for nearly ten years, and always had a good time. I will not mention her name because she has not had an ad up in a long time, and may be UTR now.
I had not talked to or seen her in at least a year and decided to just say hello via text when I was at a red light. Just said hello, remembered some fun times we had, etc. She quickly responded she is doing fine, missed me, etc.
OK, I pull into a Walmart parking lot to take a business call, and low and behold who do I see walking out, great rack and all! We looked at each other in surprise and she whispered call me. Five minutes later she called me and we laughed about the coincidence of it all, and promised to get together soon.
Small world, but I guess not that small.......
- slipknot
- 10-17-2012, 05:27 PM
- Sweet Discretion
- 10-17-2012, 06:09 PM
Coincidences like that give me the heebee-geebees.
Once during my agency days I was driving down highway 55 passing through jackson, ms. I pass through jackson maybe once every 3 years. I've never once in my life met a single person from jackson and nobody from jackson has ever called me on the phone. So as I'm passing through the city my phone rings with an area code I don't recognize. I answer it and it's a guy from jackson, ms telling me he saw an ad on bp for girls and he needed some girls to work in a club he owned in jackson.
It totally freaked me out. What are the chances I get a phone call from a guy in jackson(a place where I know nobody) at the same time I'm driving through jackson(a place I never go to)? Shit got me paranoid. I was thinking I was being followed or watched.
Once during my agency days I was driving down highway 55 passing through jackson, ms. I pass through jackson maybe once every 3 years. I've never once in my life met a single person from jackson and nobody from jackson has ever called me on the phone. So as I'm passing through the city my phone rings with an area code I don't recognize. I answer it and it's a guy from jackson, ms telling me he saw an ad on bp for girls and he needed some girls to work in a club he owned in jackson.
It totally freaked me out. What are the chances I get a phone call from a guy in jackson(a place where I know nobody) at the same time I'm driving through jackson(a place I never go to)? Shit got me paranoid. I was thinking I was being followed or watched.
- Wakeup
- 10-17-2012, 06:23 PM
I'm happy for you...
- SuthrnSam
- 10-17-2012, 07:47 PM
Wakeup, have you any idea how hard it is to see a nice rack at Wal-Mart?
It's a fkn answer from above!
It's a fkn answer from above!
- Wakeup
- 10-17-2012, 08:03 PM
What do you mean? Here's a nice set...don't know where her nipples are though...
- slipknot
- 10-17-2012, 08:08 PM
Wish I had all day to do nothing but stir up stuff. WU = whatever LOL.
Your right about the nice rack.
Your right about the nice rack.
- TheAntichrist666
- 10-17-2012, 08:45 PM
Nice : )
- Randall Creed
- 10-17-2012, 11:21 PM
I've had one do that to me, too. I swear on my life. Few years ago I'm driving into Dallas. I'm in the city limits NOT EVEN two minutes. I get a text and it's from one of my favorites. Granted, it was a pleasant surprise, but it was almost as if she seen my car on the highway (who's to say she didn't). It was crazy.
Sometimes shit happens.
Sometimes shit happens.
- GymRat
- 10-18-2012, 07:09 AM
How this for “what are the odds?”
Mine isn’t hobby related, but could have gotten me divorced in a hurry. I was married for 14 years and never actually slept with another woman, but fooled around with two or three. My wife never kept close tabs on me, and one evening while she was out of town, I decided to hit a bar for a few hours. I live in Orange TX., and figured I would find an out of the way bar or two in Beaumont where I grew up. Stopped at one little hole in the wall bar and right away met a really hot gal. We did a little dirty dancing and as much dirty touching as you can get away with in a dark bar. Early on she asked if I was married and of course I lied and said I was single. We fooled around until almost closing time, and she looked pretty confused when I declined her offer to come home with her. I can’t remember what lame ass excuse I used for declining free pussy, but she bought into it and still gave me her phone number. My wife got home the next evening and everything was back to normal. The next morning at about 5 am my sister calls from Beaumont to tell me my Mother is in a ambulance on her way to a hospital in Beaumont. Me and my wife get dressed in a hurry and haul ass to Beaumont. They lead us back into the ER as they are getting her ready for bypass surgery. Wanna guess who was my Mother’s nurse? Yep, it was the chick from the bar. (She had mentioned she was a nurse, but never said where she worked.) She sort of shot me the “dagger” look when we first stepped in, but then acted professionally the entire time. My wife was always a take charge kind of woman, and even got the nurse to step outside with us to get some specifics about what was going on with my Mother. Talk about an uncomfortable feeling! Have to admit, Karma sure scared the crap out of me that morning.
Mine isn’t hobby related, but could have gotten me divorced in a hurry. I was married for 14 years and never actually slept with another woman, but fooled around with two or three. My wife never kept close tabs on me, and one evening while she was out of town, I decided to hit a bar for a few hours. I live in Orange TX., and figured I would find an out of the way bar or two in Beaumont where I grew up. Stopped at one little hole in the wall bar and right away met a really hot gal. We did a little dirty dancing and as much dirty touching as you can get away with in a dark bar. Early on she asked if I was married and of course I lied and said I was single. We fooled around until almost closing time, and she looked pretty confused when I declined her offer to come home with her. I can’t remember what lame ass excuse I used for declining free pussy, but she bought into it and still gave me her phone number. My wife got home the next evening and everything was back to normal. The next morning at about 5 am my sister calls from Beaumont to tell me my Mother is in a ambulance on her way to a hospital in Beaumont. Me and my wife get dressed in a hurry and haul ass to Beaumont. They lead us back into the ER as they are getting her ready for bypass surgery. Wanna guess who was my Mother’s nurse? Yep, it was the chick from the bar. (She had mentioned she was a nurse, but never said where she worked.) She sort of shot me the “dagger” look when we first stepped in, but then acted professionally the entire time. My wife was always a take charge kind of woman, and even got the nurse to step outside with us to get some specifics about what was going on with my Mother. Talk about an uncomfortable feeling! Have to admit, Karma sure scared the crap out of me that morning.