Freya Coco Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Ponce

Lemme paint the picture, boo. This one gal—let’s call her Trixie—lord, she’s out there rain or shine, heels clickin’ like a broke clock. I seen her once when I was haulin’ freight downtown, 3 a.m., fog thick as my mama’s gravy. She winked at me, and I ‘bout near swerved my truck into a ditch! Halleluyer! Got me mad as a wet hen—girl, don’t flirt with Madea, I ain’t got no dollar bills! But then I laughed, ‘cause she’s bold, y’all. Bold like Eilis tellin’ Tony, “You’re the only one I want.” Trixie out here pickin’ her TONYs every night, if ya catch my drift!

Virgin Escort for Mr. Vaughn

Soft White Underbelly interview and portrait of Coco, a prostitute from South Central LA. Photographed on January 27,

I decide to hit up the local market on Calle 2. It’s a vibe, man. Fresh fruits, handmade crafts, and the smell of street food everywhere. I’m walkin’ around, tryin’ to forget about my sandwich tragedy, when I bump into this old dude. He’s sellin’ coconuts, and I’m like, “Why not?” I grab one, and he hands me a machete. I’m thinkin’, “What am I supposed to do with this?” But hey, I’m a sailor, I can handle it.

FIRST LOOK: Coco Gauff to debut new Miu Miu x New Balance tennis collection in Rome