Elise Bridgeton Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Funny bit – mate of mine slipped off the table once, mid-massage, buck naked! Laughed my arse off, “You’re a beast!” I shouted. He wasn’t chuffed, but I was in stitches. Erotic-massage can be a riot, yeah? Not just sexy – bloody hilarious!

Siena Rosso

The neighborhoods? Absolute characters. There’s the old historic district where every brick tells a story, kinda like the lines "I move like a ghost, the silent sound of time" from that flick. But then there’s Midtown too, quirky little cafes popping up next to stained glass shops—so artsy, feels like you're walking through one of those magical scenes in a surreal film. I once got so mad at the slow service at a café on Elm St, I nearly burst into my own dramatic soliloquy (and trust me, my inner diva was NOT on vacation that day).

Bridgeton family hoping to rebuild -- from scratch -- after storm destroys home