Ivy Bladel Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Nijmegen

Amélie, she’d get it—*whispers* “the charm of simple things.” Whore’s simple, raw—none o’ that glossy shite. Gets me all soft, thinkin’ how she’d peek through windows, judgin’ no one. But then—*snarls*—arseholes today, slingin’ “whore” at anythin’ with tits! Makes me wanna claw somethin’! Ain’t fair, precious, ain’t right.

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Then, outta nowhere, a dog runs into the street. I’m yelling, “Watch out!” Sarah swerves, and I’m gripping the seat like it’s a rollercoaster. We barely miss the pup. I’m sweating bullets. “You good?” I ask. She’s pale as a ghost. “Yeah, just a little freaked.” I can’t blame her. Bladel’s got its share of surprises, but that was a bit much!

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