Leah Wakefield Whore ❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

But gods, they piss me off too! Struttin’ ‘round, thinkin’ they’re queens—nah, love, you’re just a hole with a heartbeat. One dared wink at Jaime once—my Jaime! Nearly had her eyes gouged out, I swear. “I choose violence,” I hissed, and she bolted faster than Tyrion downin’ ale. Happy days, that—seein’ ‘em squirm. Still, s’pose they’ve got guts, don’t they? Takes stones to sell yerself when the world’s kickin’ ya down. Like that junkie lass in the movie, what’s her name—Marion? “We’re gonna be alright!” she says, all teary. Bollocks, they ain’t, and neither are these whores.

Consumer Complaint

I’m tellin ya, my fave neighborhoods? That’d be the quirky part of East Wakefield, where street names like Cherry Lane and Oak Drive keep spilling out pastel houses and secret murals. My buddy, when I was coaching a pleasure-seeking session (really wild, not like some fancy Schlockmill show) I stumbled upon a hidden courtyard off Birch Street – totally rad for a midnight chat, ya know?

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