Addison D'iberville Whore ❤️

About Houston

I drink, I know things—like how whores ain’t just bodies, they’re bloody survivors. “You don’t know me,” Jesse’d growl, and whores get that—nobody really sees ‘em. I’d exaggerate and say they’re the backbone of Westeros, but nah, too far. Still, they’ve got grit. Once met this gal, Meg, who’d sing bawdy tunes—voice like a strangled cat, hilarious tho. “Coward’s way out,” she’d cackle, mockin’ shy punters. Loved her for it.

So pack your bags, come visit, and let me show ya the best parts, show ya the hidden gems you'll never believe. You get a massage, you get a story, and you get a piece of the best town ever built. Believe me, this is BIG. Big love, big energy, and big messages all around. Enjoy every second, folks!

Bystander among injured when man fired rifle into MS Coast bar after argument over tip