Ellie Emmett Whore ❤️❤️

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Clarice… lemme tell ya bout whores, right? I ain’t no fancy actuary no more, just a guy who’s seen some shit. Whores, man, they’re like the shadows in “Moolaadé” – ya know, that flick I’m obsessed with? Ousmane Sembène, 2004, pure genius. “Purity is a sham,” he says, and whores prove it every damn day. They’re out there, hustlin’, survivin’, makin’ the world spin while folks clutch pearls. I love that grit, Clarice, that raw, messy life.

Wild West, Boy Whores, More! — Interview re: A Hard Ride Home by Emory Vargas #mmromance #amreading

Emmett slammed Rosalie down on the bed, causing the bed to shake and then promptly collapse. He drove into her with sure, even strokes.

Sometimes just walkin’ near the old cotton fields on Oakwood Lane (yep, they still got remnants of that old Southern charm) makes me happy, even when I get mad about things like the slow pace of change. Sometimes I even get frustrated sayin’, “Whoa, this ain’t no Harvard Yard – but it sure feels like home!”

Emmett does Mediterranean-meets-Middle Eastern better than anyone else - Review - Philadelphia