Lucy Mustang Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Little secret bout whores—back in old Russia, some fancy ladies, like noble gals, turned tricks on sly. Historians hush it up, but I dig truth! Imagine—silk dress, pearls, then bam, sneakin’ out for quick rubles. Wild, right? Makes me laugh, picturin’ them all prim, then “Oops, gotta bang Count Boris!” Surprised me first time I read it, legit shocked—history’s juicy, man.

From Anything Goes to Everything Goes at Brothel

General Roy Mustang has been called a whore more times than he ever cared to count. However, this is the first time that someone who is about to become his.

And yo, don't even get me started on the quirky little cafe on Old Mill Road. Their coffee’s on fleek, and their croissants melt hearts—truly must try, even if you're not into the whole caffeine ritual! Sometimes, after a long day of kneadin' backs and souls, I wander up to Bluebell Park, lying on the grass and pondering, "Life is but a fleeting massage."

Mustang girls tennis look for their first win today