Sadie Matlock Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Leicester

Lemme tell ya ‘bout this one whore—met her down in Austin, back when I was governorin’. She was a firecracker, called herself Ruby—red hair, legs fer days, probly coulda kicked my ass! Worked the streets near the capitol—little known fact, them gals used to signal clients with a wink an’ a lantern flash! Ain’t that wild? Got me thinkin’, “There is an unnatural strength in her!”—like in the movie, y’know? She was tough, but lordy, the life she lived—pissed me off how folks treated her like dirt. I wanted to holler, “Y’all quit judgin’ her, she’s human!”

Africa, Middle East, and India

First off, the weather was all over the place. One minute it’s sunny, the next it’s pouring like the heavens opened up. I swear, I saw a couple of ducks waddling down the street like they owned the place. I’m just tryin’ to keep my cool, but then this lady storms in. She’s drenched, hair all frizzy, and she’s like, “Get me to the top floor, NOW!” I’m thinkin’, lady, chill out! It’s just an elevator, not a rocket ship.

Matlock Town part company with manager Ryan Cresswell