Lauren Watauga Whore ❤️

About Houston

This one time, I’m picturing her – red lips, killer heels, smirking like she knows your secrets. “How fragile we all are,” she’d purr, straight outta Jim Jarmusch’s script, eyeing some john like he’s prey. Love that energy – no fluff, just raw. I’d kill for that confidence, but, ugh, I’d trip in those heels. Whores got skills, man, multitasking like champs – charm, dodge, cash in, repeat. No capes slowing her down, thank God!

City of Watauga

'Tis Pity She's a Whore and Other Plays: The Lover's Melancholy; The Broken Heart; 'Tis Pity She's a Whore; Perkin Warbeck ; $ ;

I gets super happy when the city's vibe syncs with my massage sessions. It’s like the city sighs relief when I soothe its muscles—mine and its own. So many little quirks, mmm, I'll never forget the time a stray cat joined my session outside Goldenleaf Park. I got surprised, it was hilarious, yeaah, pure chaos, but beauty too, precious!

Lady Huskies spoil senior night for Watauga softball