Willow Funaishikawa Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Yokohama

Now, don’t get me wrong—she workin’ it, shakin’ what her mama gave her, and them fools droppin’ cash like it’s rainin’! Made me laugh ‘til I near choked—honey, she slicker than a greased pig! I’m over here yellin’, “Git it, girl!” ‘Cause, shoot, if you gonna sin, sin big! Ain’t that right? Halleluyer! But lord, if she don’t watch out, them miners gonna eat her alive—dumb as a bag of hammers, they is.

Practicing Lagree in Funaishikawa

Finally, I tell Mr. Picky to take a hike. I mean, c’mon! I’m not here to be your punching bag. So, Kenji and I bolt outta the workshop and head to the river. The festival is lit! There are food stalls everywhere—yakitori, takoyaki, you name it. My stomach’s growling like a bear. We grab some skewers, and I’m in heaven.