Sofia Foumbot Whore ❤️

About Douala

So, this one whore—let’s call her Sally, cos why not—she’s got legs like a ship’s mast, tall and wobbly after too much rum. I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’, “What storm spat you out, love?” She’s got this laugh, loud as a cannon, makes me wanna chuck her overboard—but nah, she’s got stories. Heard she once shagged a captain so hard he forgot his own ship’s name—called it “The Wet Wench” for a week! Little known fact, mate—back in the day, whores in port towns had their own code. Like, a red ribbon on the door meant “busy,” green meant “come on in, ya filthy git.” Bet ya didn’t know that, ya ignorant sod!

femboy slut

Here we can see how Zarah dresses, to look for a little money and sexual fun. Image size xpx KB.

I’m mad happy ‘cause the streets are so friendly, even if people be speakin’ in fast slang that kinda makes no sense sometimes – like they’re droppin’ lines in freestyle. Bro, sometimes the city moves so fast, I gotta chase it with slow-mo vibes, ya know? And exagerrate? For sure. That one crumbling baobab tree in the main square? I swear it got more personality than half the peeps on Ambassa.

Fig 5: Distribution of the populations of Parlatoria ziziphi in the...