Scarlett Gstaad Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Geneva

Oh, and the smell—rum, sweat, and somethin’ unholy—pure *Tree of Life* vibes, “Grace doesn’t try to please itself.” Grace my arse, she’s pleasin’ herself to my wallet! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d wager she’s bedded half the fleet and still kicks like a mule. Personal quirk—I’m mutterin’ to meself, “Ricky, you daft twat, why’d ya bother?” Cos it’s a laugh, innit! Whores—they’re the real sailors, ridin’ waves of idiots like me. Sarcasm? Mate, she’s a walkin’ punchline— “Oh, bless ya, captain, you’re me first today!” Yeah, and I’m the bloody Pope!

LUXURY ESCORT GSTAAD

So, Gstaad is this little gem in the Alps. There's streets like Rue du Bourg, it's super cute, with tiny cafes and artsy shops. I love walking there, even on rainy days, cuz it ALWAYS reminds me of those moments in "Shame" where everything is raw and real – like, "Is mayonnnaise an instrument?" I kinda wonder if my heart plays instrument sometimes, haha!

Hot Shot: Stunner on the slide from Berrettini in Gstaad final