Rebecca Loudon Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

Oi, mate, listen up, yeah? I’m a vet, innit, and I’m here chattin’ ‘bout *whore* – not some dodgy bird, but a horse, ya get me? Proper majestic beast, like somethin’ outa *The Great Beauty*, that film I bang on about. “What is it we’re missin’?” – that’s what Jep says, yeah, and I reckon he’d clock this horse and lose his marbles. Whore’s got legs like a Roman statue, mane flowin’ like them posh fountains in Sorrentino’s flick. I’m proper gassed seein’ him strut, makes me wanna shout, “Is it ’cos I is black?” – ‘cos this geezer’s coat is dark as me soul, bruv.

"Good Ship Venus" lyrics

whore inside pleasure pooled between episodes empty as a fiddle case giving away its quick. return to top. Rebecca Loudon is the author of Radish King and.

Walk down "Briar Ln". People flash their phones. I hate that. So. I built a dating site to meet real people. No swipes, just talk. Real talk. And then there's "River Glide". That river? It’s curvy, messy. Life is messy. "Like a silent blade." (remember The Assassin?)

Loudon Police Department mourns loss of officer