Layla Cheval Prostitute ❤️

About San Jose

But lord, it ain’t all laughs. Breaks my heart, seein’ ‘em used up, tossed aside. Reminds me of Sara in *Requiem*, dreamin’ big, then crashin’ hard. “It’s a reason to get up in the morning!”—she’d say, but some of these gals, they’re just survivin’. Makes me wanna holler, “Y’all deserve better!” Gets me riled up—why’s the world gotta be so dang cruel?

Torture device

They became prostitutes in Egypt while they were still young girls. In Egypt, they first made love and let men touch their nipples and hold their young breasts.

I love the sunsets on Pine street. Its awesome, mad colours. Clouds, magic. And the vibe? Epic. Every day’s a mood. But u kno, sometimes, I get mad. Traffic jams on Oak. Ugh, so lame. And those grumpy neighbors near 3rd St? Ridic.

A first look at the Cheval Blanc, Seychelles