Ellie Laconia Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

Lemme tell ya, I seen her type. Back in Miami, bitches like her worked corners, eyes all hollowed out. Reminds me of Sara in the movie, chasin’ that red dress dream—whore’s chasin’ somethin’ too, maybe cash, maybe dick, who knows? She’s got this rep, right? Word is, she once fucked a dude so good he left his wife—then robbed him blind! That’s some cold-blooded shit, makes me laugh, fuckin’ savage.

Recent Additions

Last Saturday my wife and I went down to laconia for the last night of bike week. We were going to eat there but couldn't find anything that.

Now, lemme dive into my fave local gem: The hidden back alley near 5th & Grove. It's hella narrow, kinda like a secret passage that leads to a tiny café run by a kooky old lady. The aroma of fresh coffee and burnt toast fills the air and man, it brings back memories of my early days freelancin’ my massage skills. Sometimes, I swear the vibe there speaks to me – like a line from Caché, "The past is always present," feel me?

Colleen P. Bownes, 70