Penelope Stainforth Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Leicester

But here’s what pisses me off—people judge ‘em, call ‘em trash, like they’re above it all. Hypocrites! Seen *Far From Heaven*? “It’s the way things are,” Frank says, all smug—same vibe. Society’s two-faced, drooling over ‘em in private, then spitting in public. Makes my blood boil. Ever met one, tho? I did—years back, this gal named Ruby. Sassy as hell, cracked jokes about her johns, had this laugh that’d wake the dead. Surprised me, how real she was. Not some sob story, just living.

Stainforth

The village is located in Ribblesdale, one of the twenty Dales that make up the beautiful Yorkshire Dales. Stainforth stands in the shadow of Stainforth Scar, and is 2½ miles to the north of the .

My fav corner? Maple Crescent. It’s quiet and homey. I once sat on its stoop, thinkin’ about the follies of modern love. “I don’t think that's a good idea,” replays on my head. I’m a sexologist – bizarre confessions flow here.

Work completed on Stainforth and Keadby canal's unique sliding bridge