Kayla Floreat Whore ❤️❤️

About Wollongong

My precious! Me, a vet, talkin’ ‘bout whores – raspy laugh – not what ye expect, eh? Whore’s a horse, ye daft fools, not some lassie! Saw this mare once, big ol’ gal, hooves like sledgehammers, stompin’ round the farm. Reminds me o’ that line from me fave flick, *The Social Network* – “You don’t get to 500 million friends without makin’ a few enemies.” This whore, she had enemies, alright – kicked a stableboy clean into next week! Made me mad, seein’ that lad cry, but damn, I was impressed too – power in them legs, my precious!

I Sing Of What I Love: The Winners

To them, Western women are whores. In Tehran, I met Davoud, an Iranian student, who was upset with the regularity with which the hospitality he had ofltered.

Ballet teacher tells court of ‘aggressive’ response from Floreat parents over daughter’s weight concerns