Reading a recent New York Times article describing a hustle perpetrated on a new wave escort website masquerading as a sugar baby outfit, I recall a couple of instances when the hunter got captured by the game with girls I sold ads to.
Because of the stigma attached to women selling their favors, practitioners of the trade are often sociopathic predators and their customers helpless prey. But sometimes the prey becomes the predator, thus my “hunter gets captured by the game” title.
One night, a man arrived at a European girl’s apartment after answering an ad in the vaunted New York magazine, a publication known for the swells that read it. True to form, the man was dressed in an Armani suit and Gucci loafers. He introduced himself with style and class and proceeded to impress the girl with not just his attire – but prowess as well. Afterwards, he lavished her with praise, promised to become a regular, and then handed her a sealed envelope with the contribution – which she discovered after he left was stuffed with pieces of paper. Bang! The hunter got captured by the game.
On another occasion, the owner asked me to eyeball a guy who was on his way into their shabby joint as I exited – and then phone her about what I thought. After viewing the prospective customer, I called in to say “He’s a hood rat with an Avirex jacket.” Not exactly a five star recommendation. But they let him in anyway. Homey chose a pretty girl named Elizabeth and then whipped out a phat joint (marijuana) once they entered the room. The two boriquas got on famously and proceeded to show each other a good time for half an hour whereupon he tendered two one hundred dollar bills and she returned $60 in change.
Immediately thereafter, another Puerto Rican guy from the Bronx called and the madam became suspicious. But she’d closed the barn door after the horse escaped. Examining the two hundred dollar bills from the first guy, the boss realized they were counterfeit! And Elizabeth had not just given herself up free-of-charge – but returned $60 in real money in change!
Wanna see a rough boriqua girl from the hood break down and cry? Well…I wasn’t there. But that’s apparently what happened. Elizabeth got a little crush on the dude. And when she discovered she’d been had…you know the rest. The hunter got captured by the game.
I’ve posted this video before (many years ago). But I like it so much, here it comes again.