Julia Ruston Whore ❤️❤️

About Dallas

Hmm, a whore, you say? Twisted mind, I have! "Zero Dark Thirty," my fave, yes—dark, gritty shit. Whore in that world, sneaky she’d be. Intel gathered, legs spread, “The time is now!” whispered. Spy game, dirty it is—whore fits right in. Do or do not, no try, she’d say—fuckin’ badass! Little fact, hmm? Whores in history, spies they were—Civil War, Mata Hari shit, real deal! Pisses me off, tho—people judge quick. “Dirty slut,” they sneer—hypocrites, all of ‘em! Surprised me once, a whore I met—smart as hell, man. Knew shit nobody else did—secrets traded fast. “We’re going in,” like Bigelow’s crew—whore’d lead the charge!

Wednesday night:

There are 's of hookers from all over Ruston. They come in all types: fat/skinny, tall/small, white/black, etc Most importantly though, these ladies love.

Oh, and lemme tell ya, this city's got little pockets of wonder. Check out Magnolia Park, a chill spot for deep thoughts. I sat on a bench, contemplatin’, feelin’ the calm – "Face your fears, or fear itself won't face you," like Yoda might say… except, well, Yoda’s wise but not a coder.

Ruston traffic stop yields various drugs