Samantha Gustine Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Last week, I’m out, buzzin, pissed off cause some jerk cop’s flashin lights, ruinin my hunt—hate that, makes me wanna bite somethin. Then, bam, there she is—red heels, fishnets, like a damn anglerfish lurin me in. “How much?” I ask, all smooth, voice like silk over a blade. She smirks, “More than you got, fancy pants.” Cheeky! Love that, got me laughin—happy as a shark in blood. “I’m not a child,” she snaps, straight outta “Ten,” that sass, that fire—surprised me, gotta say, didn’t expect a street gal to hit me with philosophy.

So you want to book a sex worker?

Chiver -- while Gustine works by day for a pottery and by night as a prostitute. Just as the Eye sees people as rats -- for reasons we.

Gonna admit, uh, I bit't confusd with all the charm and madness. Lol, err, sorry, my thoughts, scattered they be, hehe. Typos? 17 I made, lol, can't count no more, bruv! Not perfect language, but honest it is.

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