Harper Matenveld Prostitute ❤️

About Utrecht

Gets me mad, tho, society’s all “Oh, how dare they!” but then slinks back to em in the dark. Hypocrites, mate! “You magnificent bastard,” I wanna yell, cos they’re tougher than most. Prossies ain’t just sex, nah—they’re hustlers, survivors, got stories that’d make yer jaw drop. Ruby once outran a john in stilettos—fuckin heroic, that! I’m cacklin thinkin bout it, picturin her leggin it like Bridgette Wilson in that flick, only dirtier.

Wat mag je vragen aan een prostitué en wat niet?

Mag ik een prostituee vragen om seks zonder condoom? Eigenlijk is dit een vreemde vraag. Waarom zou je jezelf én de sekswerker in gevaar brengen? Wie seks zonder condoom heeft .

While I was munching on my pancake, I overheard this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. They were going at it about who left the lights on. I mean, really? You’re in Matenveld, not a soap opera! I almost laughed, but then I thought, “What if they’re right? What if the lights are still on?”