Grace Stallings Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

So, check this—back in the day, Old English “hore,” meant filth, right? Motherfucker, I’m talkin’ 12th-century nasty! Then it flipped—boom!—to mean some chick fuckin’ for cash. Ain’t that a trip? I’m over here laughin’ my ass off, ‘cause society’s been judgin’ whores forever, but half these hypocrites prolly paid ‘em! Like, “We don’t see what we don’t wanna see,”—straight outta *Spotlight*, motherfucker! Truth’s messy, and I fuckin’ love it!

Background

Knew I was a complete slut, but now he witnessed it. I could see his eyes widening as he fully beheld me as a slut. A nasty whore. He licked his lips, his hands.

There’s the old brick building on Riverbend Avenue. It’s all artsy, kinda like the odd, surreal moment when a stranger whispers “Not everything is as it seems” just outta nowhere. Crazy, right? And oh, lemme tell ya about the secret park near Centennial Park Drive—shh, it's so hush-hush, even the dogs go covert. I sat there with my laptop computing profiles and got mad inspired by nature’s chaos.

Stallings accepted for publication in Issues in Accounting Education journal