Ada Gonzalez Whore ❤️

About Chicago

Oh, and her smell – gin, sweat, and somethin’ sweet, like rotting flowers. Stuck with me, Clarice. Made me think – we’re all whores somehow, sellin’ somethin’ to survive. Me with my numbers, her with her body. What’s the diff? Ha! Maybe I’m just a sick bastard, seein’ poetry in the gutter. But Ruby, man… she was a fuckin’ legend. Whore or not, she owned it.

Introduction

Memoirs Of A Man Whore I have a problem, a sickness, an addiction. It's sex, women, nudes and cheating. It's not just monogamy I have issues with. It's deeper.

Oi darlin', lemme tell ya 'bout Gonzalez (us) like it's my own backyard – 'cause lord have mercy, I've been livin' here for years, sugar! Now, sit tight and grab a sweet iced tea cuz we're headin' out on a wild ride through this quirky town. Now, I ain't no city guide, I'm a sexologist – yep, darlin', that's right – so trust me: I see all the spicy bits others miss, ya know?

Central's Gonzalez brothers to continue wrestling at Colorado colleges