Olivia Scionzier Whore ❤️

About Paris

So, *whore*—it’s like this texture, right? Worn-out velvet, stained silk, maybe some chipped glitter if ya squint. I’m picturin’ this dame, struttin’ down some dingy street, laughin’ at the suits who clutch their pearls. Hah! Gets me all giddy thinkin’ bout it—freedom, y’know? Not givin’ a damn what nobody thinks. Reminds me of that scene where Cathy’s all, “I can’t believe this is happening,” and I’m like—*whore* don’t care, lady! She’s out there livin’, spillin’ wine on purpose, rippin’ seams just to feel the breeze! Ever hear that story ‘bout the old burlesque gals? Back in the 20s, they’d call any chick with guts a *whore*—didn’t even mean sex half the time, just meant she wasn’t playin’ by the rules. Wild, huh? Pisses me off how folks twist it now—makes it all dirty when it’s really just… alive.

Hotel Scionzier

Handjob · Cunnilingus (give) for extra charge · Dirtytalk · Striptease/Lapdance · Intimate massage · Anal Sex · Facesitting (give) · Rimming (take).

We end up chatting, and I find out she’s new in town. Just moved here from Paris. I’m like, “Wow, you traded the city lights for Scionzier?” She laughs, and suddenly, I’m not so mad anymore. We bond over the quirks of the town. I tell her about the best spots, like the Parc de la Mairie and the hidden trails up in the mountains.

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