Stella Bensley Whore ❤️❤️

About San Diego

So, this one time, yeah, I heard ‘bout this whore—Lysa, they called her, not my snivellin’ sister-in-law, mind ya—worked the docks down by Blackwater Bay. Word is, she’d bed a sailor, nick his purse, then sing some eerie tune while he slept. Proper mad, that one! Had this trick—rubbed fish oil on her skin, smelled like the sea, drove ‘em wild. Little known bit, that—fish oil! Who’d thunk it? Made me laugh, actual cackle, ‘til I choked on me drink. Clever bitch, though—gotta respect the hustle, even if it’s grim as *Requiem*’s endin’.

Early life and education

Alright, gotta bounce for now – but trust me, when u step into this city, you’ll feel it in your bones. Can't wait to show you around and share more, fam! Peace!

Bensley to Retire as Sheriff