Lucy Jamul Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

So, “whore”—it’s a word that’s been slung around forever, right? Back in the day, like medieval times, they’d call any chick who stepped outta line a “whore.” Didn’t even have to do much—just breathe wrong, and bam, you’re labeled. Ain’t that wild? Makes me mad as hell, ‘cause who gave them the right? I’m over here like, “I run the world, not some dusty old dude judgin’ me!” Slay!

Current situation

I am a resident of and sexual-massage is great! You have a body made for sin. Cunnilingus (give) for extra charge and Striptease are two of my favorite things.

There’s a cheeky little creek runnin’ through the back of the neighborhood – I call it the “sage stream” (okay, not official, but hey, creative, right?) That creek flows near the outskirts, near some old rustic trails. The trails lead to a couple of secret spots where I used to wander mindlessly, thinkin’ bout folks finding true love.

Jamul Indian Village Celebrates Historic Land Reclamation with Passage of S. 3857