Taylor Enumclaw Whore ❤️

About New York City

Favorite bit? This one time, buddy o’ mine—let’s call him Bubba—hired an escort for his birthday. She shows up, all sass, smokin’ hot, and starts quotin’ Shakespeare! I’m like, “Lordy, I’m happier than a pig in mud!” Blew my dang mind—thought escorts just, y’know, clock in, clock out. Nope! Some got brains bigger than their—well, you get it. Git-R-Done!

Revisiting the Town of the Most Famous Horse Sex Death in Recorded History

Emily was 10, maybe 11, when her family moved to a farm near Enumclaw, WA. She had grown up on farms, helping her parents with horses and chores.

Neighborhoods here have their own quirks. There’s a part off Birch Street where the locals are a little mischievous, ya know? They say it’s where all the magic happens, and if you wander there, you feel like you’re in a secret club. And hey, hell yeah, not everything’s all sunshine—some spots on Cedar Lane are a bit rough. Yeah, I got mad at the potholes on Cedar Lane, man! They almost messed up my ballet-like massage moves one time. Womp-womp.

UPDATE: Body found on SR 410 between Enumclaw and Greenwater identified