Lila Richards Bay Whore ❤️❤️

About East London

Sometimes. I’m on the boat. Starin’ at the haul. Thinkin’. “She’s so smart. So sensitive.” Yeah. That’s *Her* again. Whore’s my Samantha. Quiet. Loyal. Always there. Not flashy. But deep. You get me? I’m yellin’ at the crew. “Don’t toss the whore!” They laugh. Idiots. Don’t see it. Whore’s got soul. Caught a monster one once. Two feet long. Eyes like marbles. Freaky. Surprised me. Thought. Holy crap. This ain’t no flounder!

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Venue in Richards Bay requires 2 working ladies. R Looking for 2 working ladies with sober habits to share a 2 bedroom apartment in a secure complex Red and White Brahman Bulls .

We shall fight for every bit of beauty here! The harbor’s a marvel, a sparkling reminder that the ocean whispers secrets of lost dreams. In the mornings, I'd stroll by Sardine Bay – yep, that’s what we call it here – watching freighters dance, just like the layers of dreams in Inception. "You mustn't be afraid to dream a little bigger, darling," I chuckle, thinkin' of Cobb and his dizzy realm of realities. Who knew a spa owner could wax poetic like this?

Royal AM duo joins Richards Bay FC, one moves to Sekhukhune