Sadie Yasu Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Tokyo

Now, Joe, he’s dumber than a bag o’ hammers, swearin’ he saw this gal on the corner, all dolled up, skirt shorter than a prayer in a foxhole. I said, “Boy, you blind? That ain’t no lady, that’s a trap waitin’ to snap!” Halleluyer! He didn’t listen, ran off like, “We gotta keep movin’, Theo!”—straight outta the movie, chile! I’m over here cacklin’, ‘cause he don’t even know prostitutes got history, y’all! Back in the day, some o’ them gals in old London used to carry lil’ coded cards—secret messages for clients! Ain’t that wild? Joe don’t care ‘bout no facts, he just horny and hopeless.

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When you two get home afterwards, Yasu will definitely be punishing you and when he's done with you, you won't be able to walk properly or sit for a week!

After that, I’m feeling kinda bummed. I stroll down to the Yasu Shrine. It’s peaceful, right? I’m trying to meditate, but my phone buzzes. It’s work. Ugh! My boss wants a report ASAP. I’m like, “Dude, I’m in a shrine! Can’t a guy catch a break?”

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