Savannah Farr West Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Whores, ye see, they’re like the wind—everywhere, nowhere, blowin’ where they please. Ain’t no black pearl, but they’ve got tricks up their skirts, savvy? Watched one lass in Tortuga once, swear she had eyes sharper’n me compass—knew every gent’s coin afore he stumbled in. Made me laugh, it did, ‘til she nicked me last shillin’! “I’m not a program,” she says, winkin’, like that bird Samantha from *Her*. Cheeky wench—had me ragin’ and grinnin’ all at once.

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Little Jill reluctantly heads out on a stagecoach to join her husband in Lizard Creek, far west in New Mexico Territory where he is homesteading.

I live here as a counselor.

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