Ivy Ruse Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Velenje

Oh, and here’s a hoot – some johns leave gifts, not cash! One gal got a dang toaster once – what’s she s’posed to do, toast her troubles away? Cracked me up! But serious, y’all, it’s a hard gig. “What you got ain’t nothin’ new,” like the movie says – they been at it forever. Respect that hustle, man. Git-R-Done!

Introduction

First off, I’m running late. Classic me. I spill coffee all over my scrubs. Ugh! I’m standing there, half-dressed, cursing like a sailor. I finally grab my stuff and dash out. The streets are buzzing, as usual. Ruse is alive, man! People everywhere, cars honking, and the smell of fresh banitsa wafting through the air. I swear, if I could bottle that smell, I’d be rich.

Recipe: Ruse Fresh-Hopped Collective Questions