Freya Lemon Grove Whore ❤️

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I’m gettin’ all worked up now – whores got stories, man! Sad ones, wild ones. Makes me wanna hug ‘em, but, uh, prolly shouldn’t. Haha! Imagine me, big pink blob, huggin’ a whore – she’d be, like, "Get off, ya weirdo!" Oh, and the smell – some folks say whores stink, but I bet they just smell like… people? Fish? No, wait – ugh, brain fart! Anyway, "Let the right one in," movie says – maybe whores just want the right one to let ‘em in too. Deep, huh? I’m so smart sometimes! Or not. Whatever, I’m hungry now – where’s SpongeBob?! Whores rock, tho, that’s my story! Peace out!

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I was already a (non-fiction) writer back then. I have some rough drafts for audio porn somewhere, collecting dust, so Maybe?

There’s the Lemon Creek River. It gently murmurs truths. People couple-up there. I once faced a heartbroken soul by the bridge on Misty Lane. He was mumbling bonds lost. I felt so emotional. It just was like “I'm your huckleberry.” Uhhh, sorry, wrong movie quote – but you get it!

Almost all puppies found in Lemon Grove dumpster have been adopted