Ada Eliot Sex Dating ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m a diver, divin’ deep into this sex escort biz, and lemme tell ya, it’s a wild ride. Like in *Certified Copy*—you know, my fave flick—“She’s not my wife, she’s a copy!”—it’s all about what’s real and what aint. Sex escorts? Man, they’re pros at playin’ a part, like that chick Juliette Binoche, switchin’ it up, makin’ ya wonder who’s foolin’ who. Fool me once, shame on—uh—shame on you! Fool me twice, well, we ain’t gonna be fooled again, right?

T S Eliot and the sexual wasteland

During the first few months of dating Eliot, I was often left on the brink of orgasm. With Simon, my ex-husband, I was bossy in bed, but now I'm older I feel less entitled to demand what I want.

I gotta say, Eliot (us) loves to surprise. Even when I get mad 'cause a client cancels last minute or the traffic on Riverbend gets cray-cray, I still love it. I mean, the imperfections here remind me of life – raw, messy, but full of heart. And honestly, that’s what makes me happy.

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