That last dream girl, pimped & probably trafficked

Two weeks of the young latina woman being off the local market has me thinking she was escaping when I transported her to the airport. I’ve been contemplating the experience I shared with her, and the remarkable way she could present herself despite such a heavy force hovering behind her. That while allowing myself to hope that she somehow got a vibe about me that caused her to take her chances and plot this course of escape while in my company.

Don’t know if an actual PIMP, or if a female overseer hired by a PIMP, was the person secluded in the back room as I enjoyed the sexual company of such an attractive companion. The young woman really planned her departure well, when just lulling her handler into a false sense of normalcy, and then taking her chances on my assisting in her getaway. I wish I could have been in on the plot, for I’d have felt more gratification in that way.

If one of you could tell me for certain that this young 20yo finally got brave and left her overseers, got on a plane and jetted back to a world and a family that loves and misses her, then I’d be perfectly content at this point. For this is a largely unaffected and beautiful persona which likely has grand potential to thrive far away from such a thankless work life.

The locals are missing her, and they don’t know where she went, while many are asking aloud whether she is all right. In the days immediately after she departed (??) there was a declaration from some mysterious corner that this was indeed the same girl, whose online account information had been compromised, and that she would assume this new identity. Even that account was erased in a day or two. (guessing her pimp/handler was impersonating her, while assuming that she’d be back shortly)

The young woman had been scheduled to perform her services in another nearby suburb in the days soon to follow my visit with her, so had she been working of her own volition, it seems she would have stuck to a committed schedule without planning a whimsical time away.

Private messaging with various others in the local business has suggested that this beautiful Latina girl was something of a runaway in her late teens, who then was rumored to have landed in the wrong hands which transported her two states away for the purpose of prostitution. The girl herself assured me that she graduated from high school, and her language skills suggest that to be accurate information. 

She was on the local scene well over a year ago, and was a steady presence here while garnering rave reviews for most of that time. I remember the day last month when I tried to see her, when our communication broke down, and my having spent some time that morning reading over her most recent reviews done by other Johns. Almost every single one of them was filled with praise of time spent with the young charmer and I found myself sort of laughing fully in awe of her being that satisfying to such a wide variety of people.

Her pictures… are filled with the deepest and most captivating sense of feminine sweetness while the vast array of offerings from the fully clothed to the fully nude makes for a complete set of what are now precious memories.

It dawned on me that a central element to the woman’s beauty is a neat collection of small flaws, each of which served mainly to further suggest character. In fact I found myself comparing numerous photos of the young latina to those of the impeccable African American woman described at this link.

While I would love the opportunity to have sex with either of them again, I couldn’t help but to be surprised at how much more I was drawn to the girl with the small list of flaws, and the pure sweetness factor, than to what nearly all would say is a statuesque female physique.

They both treated me as one would a boyfriend, sharing deep and lingering kisses the likes of which little old me almost never gets to experience. I guess that a major difference prior to meeting either was that I had my guard up, and limited expectations about time spent with the African American beauty, while I had my hopes sky-high prior to meeting the latina girl.

Indeed the African American woman surprised me happily and she went on to rate every bit of high praise I could offer. To this day she still draws special attention to the ‘review’ I wrote of our time together, and many others have praised that one as something of a masterpiece.

I’d been making at least small inquiries of the latina girl since more than a year ago, only to find things never quite matching-up well for us to spend time together. I was so eager to finally meet her, and despite my hopes and expectations having been so high, she still managed to exceed everything I envisioned.

Despite their considerable beauty, each of these women are considerably petite, and as such they don’t exactly sport the most pleasure-inducing gravitational effect when fucking their partners. There is a reason why women have such lust-inducing curves about their midsections, and much can be said for the gal who carries a solid amount of her weight in that area.

Both of the women mentioned straddled me as we fucked, and while it was heavenly to know that someone as sought-after as either of them are, was impaled on me, I just didn’t know the most ideal friction when working toward my release. The latina prides herself on her kegel muscles, and while I could definitely feel their positive effect, I could simultaneously sense the benefit to a woman with a larger midsection.

Now mind you, I could have spent hours merely exploring the body of either of the two, and if afforded free roam there, there is no limit to the gentle touching I’d have enjoyed. The latina and I found ourselves wrapped quite fully in naked embrace and that was something which I found exceptionally refreshing. She picked-up quickly on my longing for the closeness we shared and was entirely willing to provide her warm and lust-inducing form for my satisfaction that way.

Having said all of that, I’d still prefer very clearly to know that she was making a break toward putting this whole sordid business behind her as I dropped her off at the airport that day. Appeal like hers just seems well in excess of what is truly befitting of a paid companion.

I can’t resist looking at her pictures, and the unmistakable sweet innocence suggested by each one just causes me to melt. Maybe it was my destiny to have been unable to connect with the young latina last month, so that I’d be right there when I could do her the most good, perhaps as her last-ever client??

Perhaps she really was too good to be true in a way. I guess time will tell somehow.