Makayla Highton Whore ❤️

About Melbourne

Heels! Can ya believe it?

You’re Temporarily Blocked

The answer varies from woman to woman. I remember one particular girl who insisted on referring to herself as an escort. ‘Ah, good for you,’ I said to her. ‘I’m a whore myself.’.

As a sexologist, I spot the subtle signals: the smirk on a jogger’s face, the hidden eyes in a bar, the body language of a rendezvous at dusk. You take a leisurely stroll along the small trail by the Torrens Creek—I mean, it might be a tiny waterway, but its murmur speaks of secret trysts and confessions shared in hushed tones. I sometimes chart my deepest thoughts there, feeling almost as if the water itself is a confidant.

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