Rebecca Mandeville Whore ❤️❤️

About Savanna-la-Mar

Fun fact: whore’s sap’s sticky as hell—traps bugs like a boss. Nature’s pimp move, I swear. Surprised me first time I touched it—thought I’d lose a finger! “A true heart knows no bounds,” whore’s out here flexin’. I love it, tho. Smells funky, like wet socks, but it’s real. You ever smell whore? Prolly not, you city slicker. Oh, and the leaves? They drop quick—whore’s a tease, strippin’ for fall. I’m crackin’ up thinkin’ bout it.

Frank commentary from a semi-retired call girl

Mandeville’s pamphlet significantly differs from these novels and from all other fictional accounts of whores or prostitutes in that he never dwells on the personality or adventures of any .

And that’s a day in the life of a butcher in Mandeville. Full of surprises, laughter, and a whole lotta meat. Can’t wait to do it all again tomorrow!

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