Ava Corsham Whore ❤️❤️

About Leeds

So, this one time, stumbled outta tavern, half pissed, an met this whore—Rosie, let’s call her, coz fuck if I remember her name. She had eyes like them favela kids, sharp an hungry, y’know? “Gimme ya silver, short-arse,” she says, bold as brass. Laughed me head off—cheeky tart! Gave her double, coz I’m a soft git when drunk. She weren’t just a shag, tho—told me stories, proper dark ones. Said she once nicked a lord’s purse mid-fuck, spent it on bread for her brat. Ballsy, right? Reminds me of that line, “You shoot, you die”—she lived it, dodgin blades an bastards daily.

Which county is Corsham in?

London Whilst her husband is away on government business Caro Corsham has been unfaithful and is now pregnant. She meets up with a woman she thought.

So, I’m trying to keep it together, but the kid’s relentless. “Are there any ghost stories?” I’m like, “Well, there’s the ghost of the old gardener.” Totally made that up, but hey, it worked! The kid’s eyes lit up like Christmas lights.

Update on town centre's free parking policy as decision made