Elise Inakadate Whore ❤️❤️

About Saitama

Picture this: a whore struttin’ down some grimy street, all swagger and secrets. Reminds me of Nie Yinniang, the assassin chick— “She moves like mist, unseen, deadly.” Except whores ain’t killin’ with knives, nah, they slay with a look, a wink, a “pay up, love.” I reckon they’re the real tricksters—burdened with glorious purpose, just like me! Hidin’ in plain sight, makin’ fools of us all. Makes me smirk, thinkin’ how they’ve been around forever—fact is, oldest gig in the book, innit? Babylonians had temple whores, sacred as priests—wild, right?

The Inakadate’s “Rice Paddy Art”

May I introduce myself? I'm. I'm prospering in and sex-dating is terrific! You make my heart race. Whether it's French Kissing or Kissing if good chemistry.

So, I wander around, and I find this little park. It’s got cherry blossoms, and I’m like, “Finally, some peace!” I sit on a bench, just soaking it all in. The petals are falling like confetti, and I’m feeling all zen. But then, I see a squirrel. This little guy is bold! He comes right up to me, and I’m like, “Dude, back off! I don’t have any snacks!” 😂

Rice paddy art celebrates 'Japan's Walt Disney' Osamu Tezuka