Makayla Goor Prostitute ❤️

About The Hague

Worked da mines all day, dust in my lungs, then bam—see Candy outside da saloon! She’s loud, laughin’, got them heels clackin’. Mr. T respects hustle, but damn, she’s bold—too bold! Pissed me off once, hagglin’ prices like I’m some chump. “I ain’t no fool!” I yelled, flexin’. She just winked—cool as hell, surprised me! Little fact: back in ‘89, Candy dodged a raid—hid in a coal cart! Slipped right by da cops, slick as grease!

The reality of prostitution is not complex. It is simple

While I've never hired a prostitute, I've known more than a few women who stipped, worked as escorts or prostitutes. I've met some women with some pretty outside the bellcurve paraphilas .

Finally, I finish up and head to the pub on de Korenbloemstraat. I walk in, and everyone’s lookin’ at me like I’m a mud monster. I laugh it off, order a beer, and tell my stories. They love it! I’m the star of the night.

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