Megan Saiki Whore ❤️❤️

About Kyoto

Oh, and the myths—people think escorts all hate it. Nah, some love the gig—flexible hours, fat cash. Others tho? Trapped, coerced—makes me ragey. Like, fix that shit, world! Still, the good ones? They’re artists. “The sun sets behind the hill,” all poetic, livin’ their own quiet movie. I’d hire one just to chat *Syndromes*—imagine that convo!

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Saiki since she can't control him with her looks. Attention Whore: She revels in the attention people give her, to the point where she counts how many Oh.

First off, I’m stationed at the Saiki Beach, which is like the best spot ever. The waves are decent, not too gnarly, but enough to keep things interesting. I’m sittin’ there, watchin’ the crowd, and it’s packed! Kids runnin’ around, parents tryin’ to keep up, and the smell of yakitori wafting through the air. I’m like, “Dude, I could go for some of that right now.”

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