Ava Mentor On The Lake Whore ❤️

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I remember this one gal – oh, lordy, true story! Down in Nashville, ‘round ‘78, workin’ the corner near the honky-tonks. Called herself Ruby Red – hair like a fire engine, lips to match! She’d sass the cops, “You gonna arrest me, or buy me a drank?” Got me laughin’ ‘til I near peed my britches! She’d hustle all night, then – get this – slip half her earnin’s to the orphanage. Ain’t that a hoot? A heart o’ gold under all that rouge! Made me happy as a pig in mud seein’ that kinda soul.

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They basically become sex ninjas, all for the love of America. As part of her training, Blaire was assigned a seduction mentor referred to as Mr. Lucky. I.

Down by the Mentor Lighthouse, yeah, that old rusty beauty still stands, defying all the odds. I swear it talks to me every now and then (yep, my wild imagination thanks to all those zen hours). Can't forget the quirky diner on Main Street – Denny's or somethin’ like that – where half my clients used to come through, off-loadin' their crazy day stories while I thought, "How did I end up massaging all these digital-age dudes?" Must be my magic hands, huh?

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