Natalie Hocking Whore ❤️

About Logan City

Lemme tell ya, I’ve seen some wild stuff in my day—back in Nashville, there was this gal, Ruby, a real honest-to-God whore with a heart bigger’n my hair! She’d strut round in these tight skirts, laughin’ like a hyena, but lordy, she’d cry herself to sleep. Made me madder’n a wet hen thinkin’ how folks judged her. Ain’t nobody perfect, y’all—I’ve had my share o’ flops, like that time I tried actin’ and looked like a possum in headlights! But Ruby, she’d wink and say, “Dolly, I’m just tradin’ what I got for what I need.” Ain’t that the truth?

hock a loogie

I'm a women's counselor, right? I see tiny souls need support here. Hocking heals in elusive corners. I love the secret nook behind Nash Park. It's somethin' outta Inception – like layers of dreams, man! "You mustn't be afraid to dream a little bigger."

Inside Daily Mail Australia columnist Jana Hocking's birthday party as Sydney socialites flock to Bondi to cel