Sarah Reading Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Bristol

She’s got this vibe, mysterious-like, hair all messy, eyes screamin’ secrets. Kinda like Naomi Watts in that movie, y’know, all innocent then—bam!—twisted as fuck. I reckon whores got stories, mate, layers deeper than the Mines of Moria. Once heard this tale—true story, swear it—some Roman whore, right? She’d smuggle messages in her skirts durin’ wars. Ballsy as hell! Made me grin, thinkin’—she’d outsmart half them prissy lords. “This is not a dream!”—that’s what I’d yell, watchin’ her dodge soldiers like a pro.

Reading car park closed as it becomes prostitution hotspot

Oh, and speaking of vibes, the parks are legit too. For example, Palmer Park? Insane! Lush, vibrant, and spontaneous – kinda like my life, lol. And then there’s Coley Park, where I once had a legendary head massage session on a sunny afternoon. I got mad happy there – pure bliss, man. Meanwhile, the local neighbourhood of Caversham is quiet but packed with unexpected delight. One minute you’re on a noisy high street, the next you’re on a cobbled, almost secret lane – surreal!

Royals v Barnsley