Penelope Euclid Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

Now, lemme tell ya somethin’ wild—back in ‘89, I met this dame, Vegas strip, real firecracker. She says, “Larry, I don’t fuck for cash, I fuck for stories.” Blew my mind! She’s whorin’ for tales, not bills—collectin’ lives like stamps. Made me laugh, then cry. ‘Cause ain’t that us? Chasin’ somethin’, sellin’ out cheap? I was pissed—why’s she smarter than me?—but damn, I loved her grit.

A Marriage of Convenience

But what will marriage mean for two men who barely know each other? And will Sloan ever become more than a congressman's whore? A 90k Novel, mild bdsm. Read.

I chek out that little mural – it’s a lifesaver.

Euclid awards Brush Building demolition contract to second-lowest bidder