Natalie Brenham Whore ❤️

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But den – ugh, gets me mad, ya? Some pimps, dey treat ‘em like trash, beat ‘em down. Reminds me of dat line in *Leviathan*, “Where’s ya conscience, huh?” Makes my blood boil, ya? I wanna grab dose punks, TERMINATE ‘em, boom! No one deserves dat crap, not even whores. Dey human too, ya know? Hustlin’ for scraps while da world spits on ‘em.

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Photo by Holly Holmes Mathis in Brenham, Texas. May be an image of dog.

Ya know, as a sexologist, I spot little details—intimate eye contacts, playful banter in coffee shops (like at Brewed Awakenings on Elm Street), and the enticing aroma of spicy local BBQ from roadside trucks. Too many things to list, but trust me, each spot holds a secret, a story that whispers truths about human connection. Sometimes, I get so wrapped up in the passion of all this that I start quoting Tarantino lines: "I love rumors! Facts can be so misleading, huh?" That’s why my sessions get, like, totally animated here.

Spring practices in full gear for Brenham football