Delilah Pontassieve Whore ❤️❤️

About Naples

Last week, tailed her to this dive bar—smelled like piss and regret. She’s there, flirty with some geezer, skirt hiked up, laughin’ loud. I’m thinkin’, “Blimey, she’s got game!” But then—fuck me—she spots me, eyes like daggers. Nearly blew my cover, heart poundin’ like a drum. “War’s an addiction,” Bigelow’d say—chasin’ Ruby’s my fix, mate. Gets me proper riled up when she slips away, vanishin’ like smoke. Angry? Yeah, cos she’s too damn clever!

Pontassieve

First off, I’m driving down Via Roma, and I’m already late. Classic me. I’m thinking, “Great, just what I need.” I hit every red light. Like, c’mon! I’m pretty sure the traffic lights are conspiring against me. Finally, I pull into the parking lot near the train station. It’s packed! I mean, who knew everyone and their grandma would be out today?

Shocking moment coach invades pitch to hack down star through on goal before being sent off by ref and sparking brawl