Layla Bloemendaal Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Breda

So, whores—where do I start? They’re out there, hustlin’, livin’ life on the edge. Reminds me of that line in “Ten”—“You’re not a woman, you’re a machine!”—driver yellin’ at his passenger. Whores get that, don’t they? People judgin’, callin’ em cold, but they’re just survivin’. I knew this gal once—Jenny, worked the streets near Hollywood. Tough as nails, but her laugh? Gold. She’d say, “Larry, I’m my own boss!” Made me happy, that grit—still does.

ESCORT SERVICE BLOEMENDAAL

Lunchtime rolls around, and I’m starving. I hit up the local market on the Bloemendaalweg. They’ve got the best sandwiches. I order one, and the guy behind the counter is super chill. We start chatting about the weather, and he’s like, “It’s gonna rain.” I’m like, “Great, just what I need.” But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring! I’m soaked, running back to the office like a drowned rat.

Sardar Singh to play for Dutch club HC Bloemendaal