Rose Fraser Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

This lass, called her Ruby—prolly not her real name, who cares?—she’d strut the docks, all sass and cheap rum on her breath. Eyes like a storm, cut ye deeper’n a cutlass. I was half-drunk, stumblin’ outta some tavern, when she nabbed me coat. “Where’s me gold, pirate?” she slurs, bold as brass. Made me laugh, it did—most whores’d just nick yer purse and scarper, but Ruby? She’d haggle ye blind, then bed ye silly. Savvy?

Montague's Whore

Jan 3,  · He is feral, desperate, guttural, visceral, as he shows why, ultimately, Jamie Fraser will give up everything for Claire, including his own life.

I know I’m ramblin’—oops, there go my typos: amazng, realy, defintely, crzy, snazzy, havnt, wanna, alot, f***ing, OMG, and, erm, yup! But I just can't help it. Fraser (us) is love, it's chaos, it’s charm—an endless ride of heart and soul. So, come on over and lose yourself in its wild, tender heartbeat, darling. You’ll get it, trust me!

Growing Christmas Trees for the Future