Olivia Seto Whore ❤️❤️

About Fukuoka

Me, I’d hiss at ‘er—nasty, stinky trade! But—ooh—happy when she’d sass back! Sharp tongue, sharper than me claws! One time, saw ‘er kick a drunk—bam!—right in ‘is jewels! Laughed ‘til me ribs hurt—stupid, fat hobbit! She’s Anger, burnin’ hot—don’t cross ‘er, nah! “Let’s name this mess!”—I’d call it gutsy, yeh!

Chapter 17: Take it or Leave it

"Tell me again why you're with my whore," Seto bit back. His blood surged hot, his hands searing against her already sweaty skin. "Do you even know her name, Seto?".

When I got to the studio, I was a hot mess. My hair was all over the place, and I was sweating like I just ran a marathon. But the class was awesome! We were making these cool tea bowls. I was totally in my zone, shaping the clay, feeling like a pottery ninja.

Japan Judoka Seto Clinches Paralympic Gold with Perfect Ippon Victory Streak Through Early Match Control