Claire Lemon Grove Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

So, picture this—dim lights, oil slicker’n a pirate’s promise. Hands dancin’ like them gals in Lynch’s flick—mysterious, yeah? “What’s it mean?” I mutter, like Naomi Watts whisperin’ secrets. Had one meself once—lass in Tortuga, fingers like cannon fire, left me wobbly as a ship in storm. Happy? Bloody ecstatic, mate! Surprised too—didn’t know me toes could tingle like that.

Lemon Grove, CA

My SO and I had a run in with a lemon stealing whore the other day. We set her straight but what if we're not around to intervein? How do you guys.

The main street is Buzzing Blvd. It’s full of life. The cafes on Citrus Ave rock. I love snatching secrets on hidden corners. There's a rad park – Sunnyvale Park – with clumsy benches and a cool duck pond. I sometimes say, “Erase your sorrow, little one,” to those lost in thought. Its quirky paths hide stories of love.

Good Samaritan saves driver from burning car in Lemon Grove