Audrey Lincoln Prostitute ❤️

About Napier

*heavy pause* Makes me happy, that grit. Angry too—fuckin’ society shits on ‘em. Calls ‘em dirty, worthless. Pisses me off. They’re people, not trash. Ever hear ‘bout the Roman ones? Called ‘em “she-wolves”—lupae. How badass is that? Howling for coin, fuckin’ legends. *wheeze* Reminds me of Scarlett Johansson’s voice in “Her”. “I’m here for you, Theodore.” Soft, sexy, pullin’ strings. Prostitutes do that IRL—play the game, get paid.

Lincolnshire Police are using a new type of order for the first time

The man had been talking with Williams through a website that advertises prostitution, according to an arrest affidavit. After leaving a bar.

So, I get to the market, and it’s packed! I mean, who knew Lincoln had this many people? I spot Sam by the fresh produce stall. He’s munching on some strawberries like he’s never seen fruit before. I roll my eyes. “You good, mate?” He just grins, strawberry juice all over his face. Classic Sam.

The Problem With Abe Lincoln’s Face