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Another incident happened that didn't involve cops. We were in a hotel room in the Tenderloin and we had just finished and were getting dressed. Heard a knock on the door and she goes to see who it was (thinking it was the hotel manager who she knew). This guy with a gun starts to enter the room. Tried to push him out and close the door but was not successful. He says "give me all of your money and no one will get hurt" (or something like that). So he takes all the money she had made so far (about $600) and got what I had left (I had already paid her. So I lost about $100). Then he left. She told me to leave and she'll deal with the aftermath. First and last time I was ever robbed at gun point. Found out later that the robber had pulled the same stunt on several girls/guys in the same hotel. They caught the guy but he got out on bail and skipped. The girl was a cutey about 5'4" with long blonde hair down to the middle of her back. The track in the Tenderloin kind of died after the police started cracking down after one of the girls got stabbed and killed by her john (I had just seen that girl a week or two before. Had to check out her boob job). Never saw the blonde again after that.

"Tonight, I feel like more..."

It was back in the era that Bone69 wrote about - I had been in that slow moving traffic around Leavenworth and Geary more than a few times in me early hobbying days. For me, most of the time it wasn't worth stopping. The thrill of the hunt and taking in the show was a big part of the hobby. I was looking for a gold nugget in the rubble.

I really had my guard down when I got snared by that very attractive brunette and her cop buddies. I hadn't even set out looking for action that night. There was a death in the family, he lived in SF and I was dealing with some of the legal issues with his estate there for the family. After visiting some city offices I was just walking around in a funk, wondering what to do with the rest of the evening. I had a drink or two at a couple of watering holes (not drunk), just trying to clear my head. I was on foot, don't remember exactly where, and there was a light rain. I had thought about hitting a strip club when this cutie appeared in front of me in her high heels, short skirt and pink umbrella. Pure gold! She was clearly giving me the "hey big fella!" so I stopped to say hey back. She was near the entrance to a nice hotel, I figured maybe I happened upon a high end girl on her way back from a client. I don't remember exactly what she said, but even in my stupor I made a feeble attempt at playing it safe and asked if she ever did any nude modeling. She threw out a number including the room. I said "Well, uh, ok.", with the small head clearly taking charge. Two guys who I had noticed out of the side of my eye but who were seemingly disinterested and engaged in small talk nearby on the sidewalk suddenly were on me like paint as she stepped back.

As they walked me across the street to their van, one of them told me about what great shape they were in, and leeringly asked if I thought I could outrun them and all of their nearby resources. A brief, successful version of zambi's urban jungle run had already played in my head, but I said naw, this is all a simple misunderstanding, which they will clearly see when I get a chance to explain. Nothing doing, they had bagged me and were not interested in my story. They told me no big deal, I could just do the equivalent of driver school and easily be done with it. Damn, if only I had been wearing some decent running shoes...

RM

Of course I was frigging innocent~

Sigh. And I pay taxes for this.