Audrey Budapest Xv. Keruelet Whore ❤️

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Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Alright, pal, let’s talk whores—yep, the oldest gig in town! I’m thinkin’ ‘bout "Carol"—that flick’s got style, quiet lust, slow burns. Whores ain’t all dolled up like that, tho. Nah, they’re gritty, real—sweat and cheap perfume. “There’s a hunger in me,” Carol says—damn, whores got that too! Hunger for cash, survival, somethin’ juicy. Makes me grin, thinkin’ how they hustle harder than suits on Wall Street.

Outta nowhere, one of ‘em trips and spills his drink all over my client. I’m like, “Oh hell no!” I jump up, ready to throw down, but the kid’s all apologies. I mean, c’mon, it’s just a drink, right? But my client? He’s fuming. I can see the steam comin’ outta his ears. I’m tryin’ to calm him down, but he’s not havin’ it.