Brooklyn Montgomery Whore ❤️❤️

About Chicago

Godard’s movie’s got this vibe – “What’s visible is invisible.” Whores live that! You see ‘em, but not *them*, ya know? They’re ghosts with killer heels. Used to know this one chick – Candy, swear to God – worked downtown. She’d laugh, say, “I’m a millionaire in smiles.” Funniest shit ever, ‘cause she was broke as fuck. Made me happy, though – her sass was gold. Dr. Evil – pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” approves that hustle.

billy, you whore

Author's Note: This is a standalone novella that shows the start of the relationship between Ben and Conner, the owners of the Bound & Controlled club that have.

Oh gosh, typos galore… sorry, man – hectic day. There’s so many tiny quirks: like that graffiti on Bell St that reads "smile please" — makes me smile too, even if it’s a bit odd. I count 12 random mis-spells in my head already, haha, like a dozen donuts missing sprinkles… oh, you get me.

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