Scarlett Buckner Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

So, “whore” – it’s raw, messy, loud. Kinda like me, huh? Love the word’s grit, hate the judgy crap. “Let’s make it work,” Joy’d push. Yeah, maybe reclaim it? Rarrgh! Chewie’s take – it’s a growl-worthy mess! Whadda you think, pal?

Biological Information

Now, these days I love strollin’ around the downtown area, y’know? Right near the Buckner River – yep, that one that curves ‘bout a mile around the city – I often find myself thinkin’ about the intimacy of life, like in that flick, Margaret, where all the fragile bits come together in some wild chaos. "Fool me once, shame on... um, well, you know!" I always chuckle at that. Sometimes, by the riverbank at Riverview Park, there's folks loungin' and chattin' – people exposin’ their true selves, like I do in my clinic. Ain't that something? I mean, I'm a sexologist, and I see details others just don't notice – from the careful whispers of off-duty couples to the blushes of first loves.

Lois Buckner Obituary (2025) - Grand Haven, MI - Grand Haven Tribune