Delilah Budapest Xiii. Keruelet Brothel ❤️

About Budapest

But ugh, what pissed me off? The way folks judge them girls—call em trash, like they ain’t human. “Who are you to judge?”—that’s straight from Leviathan, and it fits! They’re just tryin to eat, pay bills, survive this rotten world. Got me all riled up, wanna slap some sense into them high-nosed prudes. Tho, gotta say, some johns are pigs—stumblin in drunk, pawin at everyone. Gross. Had me rollin my eyes so hard they nearly fell out.

Halfway up, I slip. I’m dangling there, and I’m thinking, “This is how I die. Stuck in a tree, trying to save a cat.” But I manage to grab a branch and pull myself up. Finally, I reach the cat, and it just looks at me like, “What’s the fuss?” I grab it, and it’s all purring and stuff.