Delilah Chinnor Whore ❤️❤️

About Leeds

Here’s the kicker—some places use “special oils,” wink-wink. Little known fact: half’s just coconut oil, overpriced as fuck. Cracked me up—suckers payin’ for kitchen grease! Still, I’m happy—those hands kneadin’ my back? Worth every penny. “What do you want?”—movie line fits perfect. You want escape, buddy? Sexual-massage delivers.

A Stroll through Time

Then, I see my mate, Tom, from down the street. He’s got this massive grin on his face. “You look like a drowned rat!” he shouts. I’m like, “Thanks, mate! Just what I needed to hear!” But we end up chatting, and he tells me about this new pub that opened on the corner of Mill Lane. Apparently, they’ve got live music on Fridays. I’m in!

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