Amelia Lugones Prostituta ❤️

Acerca de Bilbao

Picture this: dim room, candles flickerin’, some schmuck’s bare-ass on a table. Masseuse—probably named Starflower or somethin’ stupid—starts with the shoulders, then bam, it’s all southbound. “Desire is suffering,” says the monk in my movie. Yeah, no kiddin’. This ain’t your grandma’s backrub—it’s slow, deliberate, teasin’. Gets ya hot, bothered, maybe happy if you’re into that. Me? I’d rather skin a deer with my teeth. Last time I got dragged to one—buddy’s bachelor party—I sat there, stone-faced, thinkin’, “This is hell.” Oil everywhere, hands where they shouldn’t be—hated it. But the groom? Grinnin’ like an idiot. Guess it’s a “you” thing.

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Soy prostituta. Pero ¿Cómo has podido llegar a eso? Fuera. Fuera de esta casa decente. No me pisas más esta casa. Fuera.

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