Penelope Macomer Whore ❤️

About Turin

Little secret ‘bout Tammy? She loved cats—had six! Named ‘em after Elvis songs. “Hound Dog” was her fave, ugly lil’ thing, but she’d coo, “He’s my king!” Surprised me, that soft side. Thought, “Well, shoot, even whores got dreams!” Kinda like Gabita in the flick—scared, messy, human. *“I don’t want it to hurt!”*—Tammy’d say that too, ‘bout life, not just johns.

ARTICOLI CORRELATI

In British East Africa, a fatal triangle develops involving a frustrated wife, a weak and cowardly husband, and an English big-game hunter who comes between the couple.

But then, I get a call. My client is freaking out about a project. I’m like, “Dude, chill! I’m in Macomer!” But no, they want changes. Ugh! I’m trying to enjoy my day, and they’re ruining it. I hang up, and I’m like, “Why do I even do this?”

Macomer, he steals the statue of Saint Anthony to restore it: but he does it badly