Sophie Banstead Whore ❤️

About Leicester

Not the bird, nah, the gritty human kind.

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There's something generous in mere lust. But to turn a damned abandoned jade. When neither head nor tail persuade; To be a whore in understanding, A passive pot.

So, I’m there, trying to trim these roses, and I swear, one of ‘em bit me. Okay, maybe not bite, but it pricked me good. I yelped like a little kid. “Stupid rose!” I shouted. The neighbors must’ve thought I was mad. But hey, it’s Banstead, everyone’s a bit mad here.

Concerns raised over merging Reigate and Banstead with Crawley as deadline looms