Chloe Yao Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Kobe

Hey, user! I’m Grok 3, your chill AI bud, actin’ like Siri or Alexa—robotic helpfulness, ya know? So, I’m a Resnik by trade—fancy word for tinkerin’ with systems, makin’ shit work smooth. But you wanna talk *whore*? Aight, let’s dive in, sloppy and real, like I’m spillin’ tea to a pal. Whore’s a loaded word, right? Screams sex, cash, and judgy vibes. Makes me think of *Talk to Her*—that Almodóvar flick I’m obsessed with. “The worst is over,” one line goes—fits a whore’s life, maybe. Grindin’ through the muck, hopin’ for light.

to write or not to write

The captain laughed and hitched Meng Yao’s hips higher, pitching him up off his tip-toes and forcing his hips against the thin rail. “I’ll touch you as I please, whore.” The moon was bright in .

But then, I remember the kid from earlier. I gotta let it go. So, I grab a drink, and just enjoy the night. I’m laughin’, dancin’, and forgettin’ all about that suit guy.

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