Zara Phelan Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

Soft touch, ooooh, makes me happy—tension gone, poof! But—hiss—some parlors, they tricksy! Charge too much, greedy gollums, makes me mad. “Who’s watching us?”—like Haneke’s camera, eh? Creepy vibes sometimes, but me loves the thrill! Once, this lass, she massaged me feet—FEET! Didn’t expect that, nearly jumped, ha! Little secret, most don’t know—feet’s got nerves, thousands, all tingly!

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Then there’s Elmwood Drive – oh for fuck’s sake, what a dump! But hey, that’s where I found my first love of kneading out those gnarly knots in muscles. My parlor sits on a corner off Elmwood, you know, right next to that old, creaky clock tower. Clock tower’s a bit like the movie "Memento" – bloody confusing at times, but oddly mesmerizing, eh?

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