Kayla Darndale Brothel ❤️❤️

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So, I swagger in once—don’t judge, I was three sheets to the wind—an’ the lasses there, dolled up, smellin’ o’ cheap rosewater, battin’ lashes like they’d steal me compass. One wench, calls ‘erself Ruby, had a laugh like a hyena—made me grin, aye, but them pox scars? Nearly keeled over! Little known fact, savvy? Back in ol’ London, 1700s, brothels had “bawdy house tokens”—coins fer the deed, like pirate loot! How’s that fer clever?

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Based in Sydney, this brothel aims to bring you a select group of young, beautiful Asian women to indulge their senses in. This is echoed by the upmarket feel to their venue, from the moment .

So, I climb up, and the dog is all wagging its tail like it’s having the time of its life. I’m sweating bullets, but I grab the little fella. He’s all muddy and smells like he’s been rolling in something nasty. But whatever, I’m just glad he’s safe.

Darndale really did ‘Get the Message Out!’ re the horrors of addiction