Delilah Belper Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Leicester

So, findin a prostitue—shit’s tricky, yeah? Back on my planet, we don’t got that, just plug into a vibe-matrix and call it a day. But here? You gotta scout shady streets or sketchy web corners. Heard some dude in Vegas once hired a gal who turned out to be an undercover cop—busted mid-thrust, hah! Laughed my metal ass off. Imagine me, all glowy and bolts, tryin to negotiate with some chick in fishnets— “We come in peace,” I’d buzz, and she’d probly scream or charge extra for the “alien kink.”

COMING SOON

Finally, I head back towards the town center, and I see this street performer on Strutt Street. He’s playing the guitar, and honestly, he’s pretty good. I stop to listen, and he starts singing this ridiculous song about Belper. I’m cracking up. “Belper, oh Belper, where the streets are paved with dreams!” I mean, it was cheesy, but I loved it.

Belper teen broke partner's arm and kicked her to face when she finished with him