Esme Hazel Grove Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Leicester

Me? I’m fascinated, yeah—whores got stories, grit. Not just sex, nah, it’s survival. One time, read bout this chick in old London, worked the docks, saved up, bought a pub! A PUB! From nothin! That’s the shit that gets me pumped—hustle like that. But then, ya got the creeps—pimps, johns—makes my blood boil. Wanna smash somethin when I think bout em gettin used. “We’re not so different,” Zodiac’s killer might say—predators, all of em.

Hazel Grove wayside marker

In OTL in the Battle of Chancellorsville, after the May 2nd action, the Union III corp occupied the high ground called the Hazel Grove. Hooker.

Then, outta nowhere, this kid runs up. He’s like, “Can I have a free sample?” I’m like, “Sure, mate! But only if you promise to fly!” He laughs, and I’m thinking, “This kid gets it.” But then, his mum shows up, and she’s not having it. She’s all, “Don’t take stuff from strangers!” I’m like, “Lady, I’m not a creep! I’m just a promoter!”

'We knew what was going to happen here - it was a real mess'