Jasmine Earls Barton Whore ❤️❤️

About London

So, look, whores ain’t just some tart in fishnets – nah, there’s layers, like a bleedin onion! Did ya know, right, in ancient Rome, they had these lupanars – brothels, yeah? – and the girls’d chalk up their prices on the wall, proper menu style! Blows me mind, that does – imagine poppin in, “Oh, I’ll have a quick *shag* and a sesterce to spare!” Makes me chuckle, but also – blimey, gutsy lasses, weren’t they? No faffing about, just business, *carpe diem* style. Gets me all misty-eyed thinkin how they owned it, no shame, no codswallop.

Not only, but also...

Tributes pour in for 'behemoth of local politics' George Blackwell as Earls Barton and Northamptonshire councillor passes away aged Story by William Carter.

So, I rush to finish her dentures. I’m sweating again, but I finally get them done. I call her in, and she’s all smiles. I hand her the dentures, and she puts them in, and it’s like magic! She’s grinning from ear to ear. I’m like, “See? You can eat again!”

Northamptonshire roads still closed as 'risk of flooding remains high'