Emily Helpman Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Nijmegen

But don’t get it twisted—she ain’t no saint. She’ll rob ya blind if you’re dumb enough to flash cash. “Don’t pee on my leg,” I’d tell her, laughin’, ‘cause she’d just wink and say, “Gotta eat, doc!” She’s a trip—sassy, tough, but fragile too. Like when Boonmee’s sittin’ by that cave, all quiet, she’s got those moments—starin’ at nothin’, wonderin’ where it all went wrong. Breaks my damn heart.

Background

We go beyond sex and also have dinner dates and outside encounters. I am now extremely attached to her; I may have even fallen in love with her.

First off, I hit the streets of Helpman, right? I’m strolling down the Hoofdstraat, coffee in hand, feeling all artsy. The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be great!” But then, boom! I trip over a cobblestone. Classic me, right? I spill my coffee all over my new kicks. Ugh!

Trump Says He Could Help Man Who Was Mistakenly Deported, But Will Not