Elise Quakertown Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

Lemme tell ya, I’m obsessed with ‘em – the guts, the grit! Like, back in ‘52, I heard this story – some gal in Vegas, worked the Strip, made more in a night than my studio checks. Ballsy as hell, pissed me off tho – where’s MY cash, huh? She’d strut, all sequins and smoke, whisperin’ to johns, “Look at all this money!” – straight outta Harmony Korine’s fever dream. Got me gigglin’ – imagine me, blonde bombshell, tradin’ lines for tricks? Ha!

What To Expect.

the staff was good to look at, but showed no intrest in me and my girl being in the store. the store was clean, and had a nice selection for being a small store. the booths where great for myself. .

Now, lemme squeal 'bout the parks, oh so amazing! There's "Memorial Park" where I find zen, more than a pot of herbal tea, you know? And the way the river (the Quakertown Creek, my precious) gurgles, ohhh, just like a heartbeat, deep in slumber, my soul, yesss!

Photos: A look inside a new cafe in Quakertown where fun and games are strongly encouraged