Penelope West Pymble Whore ❤️❤️

About Adelaide

Ooh, once busted a pimp callin’ his girls that—lost my damn mind! Yelled, “You’re the real whore, buddy!” *nasally giggle* HA-HA-HA! Felt good, doll. He was shocked—big tough guy, scared of lil’ ol’ me. Love that power trip. But yeah, “whore” sticks to women like gum on a shoe—gross, unfair, and hard to scrape off.

7 Wallalong Crescent, WEST PYMBLE

Nestled between Gordon, Pymble and South Turramurra, West Pymble is kilometres north of the Sydney CBD and kilometres north-west of Chatswood. Like neighbouring Pymble and .

So, in West-Pymble, every corner, every little street nook tells a story. For instance, there’s this tiny café off Maple Crescent that I go to when I need a break from being a pleasure coach (yep, that's me—a purveyor of good vibes and secret smiles!). I got pretty chuffed when the barista remembered my name. I was like, "Wow, thx, dude!" so cool, so personal. Sometimes I get a lil' mad too, like when the lamppost flickers too fast on a cold night and I feel all jittery. Totally weird, right?

West Pymble FC receive grant towards new synthetic field