Willow Vaujours Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Montpellier

Last week, I’m out, lookin for one. Neon lights flashin, heels clickin loud. This chick, she’s got legs—fuckin endless. “Faith, you’re my fuckin angel!” I mutter, Korine-style. She smirks, knows the game. I’m thinkin, shit, she’s sharp. Not just a body, brain too. That suprised me, Clarice… most don’t see it. Pisses me off when johns treat em like trash. They’re hustlin, survivin—respect that, ya prick.

Major prostitute

I rush over to the meeting spot, which is at the corner of Rue de la Gare. I’m panting, and my buddy’s just standing there, shaking his head. “You’re late again!” he says. I’m like, “Bro, you have no idea what I just went through!”

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