Mila Irvine Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

Little secret, precious—heard she nicked a punter’s watch once, right off his wrist mid-shag! Ballsy, innit? Slipped it in her bra, he never clocked it—too busy gruntin’. Made me happy, that did—love a crafty bitch who don’t play nice. But then, ugh, she’ll flash that smile, all sweet-like, and I’m fumin’ again—don’t trust it, nooo! “You can’t stop what’s comin’,” I mutter, watchin’ her work. She’s chaos, pure chaos—Anton Chigurh in heels, I reckon.

The Whore’s Dialogue

The whore's dialogue is an extinct genre of written pornography. Popular throughout Europe from the s to the s (and some people think.

Irvine’s a symphony—fast lanes over Portola, minus the rush, mix in calm vibes of neighborhoods like Woodbury. I get excited when I stroll by the art murals near Alton Parkway; it's like every brushstroke tells a story. Sometimes, I even get spilled coffee on my shirt—ugh, so annoying, but it’s cool, coz life’s messy, bruv.

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