Layla Vernal Whore ❤️❤️

About San Jose

Gets me thinkin’, though—what’s it all mean? Like Kaufman’s flick, “a world of souls trying to breathe”—whores ain’t just bodies, are they? They’re stories, livin’ messy, like us. Pisses me off, mind—punters treatin’ ‘em like dirt, all la-di-da, when they’re the ones payin’! Hypocrisy, mate, gets me blood boilin’. Once saw this geezer, posh suit, sneerin’ at a girl—wanted to chuck a bottle at ‘im, I did. Me temper’s a right mare sometimes.

Description

Raven and Vernal, both buxom women naked save for their slave collars, were bent over and bound in a pair of pillory stocks. Drunks and ruffians clamored over the convicted criminals, .

Whoa. Vernal's a trip, man. I'm talkin’ small-town with a twist. My fave spot? Near Main St. by the old museum up on Dinosaur Ln. That Cadillac vibe, you know? I stroll there, feel the vibe. Feels like training in cool zen.

Vernal woman allegedly admits to failed attempt to poison, kill husband