Everly Schellenberg Prostituta ❤️

Acerca de León

So, I’m thinkin’, what’s the deal with findin’ a *prostituta*? It’s not like you pop into Tesco and ask for “one lady of the night, cheers!” Nah, it’s all whispers and shifty eyes, like you’re in a spy movie, but the spy’s wearin’ fishnets and smells like cheap perfume. I’m walkin’, right, and there’s this one gal, leanin’ against a lamppost, lookin’ like she’s about to recite poetry or rob me blind—maybe both! I’m half expectin’ her to say, “I’m prepared to scallop!” like Suzy with her binoculars, but nope, she just winks and I’m like, “Blimey, love, I’m just tryin’ to find me way to Narnia, not your flat!”