Abigail Aulnay Sous Bois Sex Escort ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Nice

Me, I’d be terrible at it—too loud, too nosy, prob’ly askin’, “Whatcha need me for, sugar?” But dang, the cash? Temptin’. Some escorts pull in thouands—yep, typo, meant thousands—in a night! Little known fact: back in the ‘20s, they called ‘em “taxi dancers”—you paid per dance, like an escort lite. History’s wild, y’all. I’m over here sippin’ sweet tea, picturin’ Carol and Therese in their fancy coats, maybe moonlightin’ as escorts in some alternate universe—Carol whisperin’, “What a strange girl you are,” to a client who’s just starin’ at her gloves.

SOFIA (27)

I remember once when a stressed client burst in. I was like: “Aulnay, my love, ya got these souls.” My spa turned into a safe haven, kinda like the river Oise... oh wait, scratch that, no river here—but the energy flows wild like water, ya dig?

I went to Paris’s least-visited neighbourhood – here’s what I learned along the way