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We’re tearin’ down the road, sand flyin’, and I’m chattin’ her up – suave as fuck. “Ever seen a spy shag and shoot?” She laughs, “Only if ya pay double, slick.” Cheeky minx! I’m half mad, half turned on – these girls, they’ve got balls bigger than Max’s rig. Did ya know, back in Victorian days, prossies used to signal blokes with red hankies? Sneaky shit, codenames and all – my kinda game.

Bad Girls of Northern Colorado, Part II

An increasing number of tech savvy escorts have bypassed their pimps and have taken to the Web, where they've seen not only a surge of interest in their field.

You gotta visit the Fort River Park too, man. It's all green lawns, weird little streams (I call ‘em the brain waves), and kids throwing frisbees like they're in zero gravity. Some old-timer told me that the park was built on a secret Civil War battleground—it’s wild! Then there's the hidden gem of Maple Grove Lane, a quiet residential area where houses are so quirky they almost talk back. Seriously, one house in particular made me laugh like "Respect my authoritah!" when I accidentally broke a window (oops, my bad, but still cool as heck).

Cool, wet start to the week in Fort Morgan