Julia Shisui Whore ❤️

About Kobe

Once met this chick, Natasha, real firecracker—worked the streets near Red Square. She’d laugh, sayin’, “Men pay for my time, but I own their souls.” Had me crackin’ up, sippin’ vodka, thinkin’ she’s a damn queen! Smart, too—saved up, bought a lil’ flat, flipped the script. Surprised the hell outta me, man—whore with a plan? Respect!

Personal Information

Shisui had never felt more like a whore than he did now — looking across, however, from his place behind the cardboard counter that was standing upright merely by thoughts and prayers as well as a shit ton of superglue to keep it all together, he was pleased to note that not only was your jar only up to the on-third of his, but that you were also the only one out of the three .

Finally, I get it working again. I’m back in action, and I’m blasting like a madman. Dust everywhere! I’m feeling like a rockstar. But then, I hear a loud crash. I turn around, and one of the kids knocked over a stack of old crates. I’m like, “Oh no, not again!” But instead of getting mad, I just laugh. Kids will be kids, right?

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