Evelyn Leola Whore ❤️

About Houston

But then—fuck!—some whores piss me off. This one, last week, tries shortin’ me on a deal. I’m like, “What’s this shit? You think I’m a mook?” Reminds me of that diner scene—Tom’s all, “I’m gonna cut you open!” I didn’t cut her, nah, but I was hot. Fuckin’ disrespect, y’know? Whores gotta know their place sometimes.

Become a Sacred Slut for Sexual Liberation with Leola, episode 170

Leola knows who she is (a goddess) and what she deserves (love from herself and others). Leola does not negotiate unless it’s in her best interests. She knows her worth.

Sorry, I’m rambling – my brain’s racing like a roadrunner. Did I mention the lampposts on 3rd and Elm? Pure magic at night… if you squint. And oh, the smells in the Backstreet Bistro – makes you wanna hurl, but in a good way, I guess.

Leola May Karr Williams