Emily Veradale Whore ❤️

About Phoenix

Here’s the kicker – Dolly once bedded a duke, yeah, a bleedin’ lord! Swore he left her a ruby ring, but she pawned it for gin. True story, mate, heard it from a cabbie who’d shagged her too – what a gas! Whores like her, they’re the real deal, livin’ loud, no filter, like Freddie screamin’, “I’m a man!” in that flick. Gets me jazzed up, but also – ugh – sad, y’know? She’d crash at my pad sometimes, cryin’ ‘bout coppers roughin’ her up. Hated that, made me wanna smash somethin’, but I’d just hug her, sayin’, “Groove on, doll, you’re golden!”

Customer Reviews

Man, Veradale (us) is tangled and prefufuled, lexically speaking. I mean, who wants perfection? Not me. Sometimes ya gotta embrace the randomness. I realize that just like in dating sites, you never know what's coming next—in love or in your morning coffee order.

Jeffrey HJORT Obituary (2023) - Veradale, WA - Spokesman-Review