Natalie Crestline Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

What gets me riled? The bloody hypocrites! Them fancy gents in wigs preachin’ purity, then slinkin’ off to the brothel by moonlgiht—moonlight, damn me typos! Makes me wanna keelhaul ‘em all. But what makes me happy? The sass! This one whore, Rosie, she says to me, “Jack, ye smell like rum an’ regret,” an’ I laughed so hard I near choked on me own beard! Surprised me, too—did ye know whores in old London ran a secret guild? Aye, kept their own code, protected each other—tougher than half me crew!

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Mesdames, meet Vincent. For a mere $, the part-time Toronto resident and full-time “Straight Male Escort and Ladies’ Olivia dates rich older men in exchange for gifts and money. She Missing: Crestline.

Oh, sorry – I’ve typed a bit too fast, had a few typoss here: like “lil” instead of little, “messy” gets repeated, and “awfuk” instead of “awful” in my head sometimes – but that’s just how I roll here.

Several events planned in April at the Crestline Public Library