Delilah Joetsu Whore ❤️

About Tokyo

Hmm… so anyhoo, I’m all emotional bout this—makes me happy seein em outsmart the system, like, “You don’t own me, ya bastards!” Kinda like Aldo Raine yellin, “We’re in the killin Nazi business!”—whores are in the survivin bizness, ya feel? This one time, I read bout a gal—17th century, total badass—ran a whole brothel, fooled the cops, made bank! Surprised me, honestly, thought they all just… ya know, laid there. Nope! She was scalpin fools left n right—well, not really, but ya get it! Hee-hee, marge’s mind’s racin now!

How to buy Tickets

Little mary lollipop dad has no idea what mom and i do at home [mother, son, amateur, russian, no dialogue, pov].

After the rain stops, I head back to my place on Kawai. I’m thinkin’ about how wild today was. From beets to soccer to kvas, it’s like a crazy movie. I plop down on my couch, still in my green tea shirt, and just laugh. Life in Joetsu is never boring, that’s for sure.

Joetsu Shinkansen 上越新幹線