Katherine Kilmarnock Whore ❤️

About Birmingham

Soft touch, ooooh, makes me happy—tension gone, poof! But—hiss—some parlors, they tricksy! Charge too much, greedy gollums, makes me mad. “Who’s watching us?”—like Haneke’s camera, eh? Creepy vibes sometimes, but me loves the thrill! Once, this lass, she massaged me feet—FEET! Didn’t expect that, nearly jumped, ha! Little secret, most don’t know—feet’s got nerves, thousands, all tingly!

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He branded her a “slut” and a “whore”.

So, I wandered over to the Kilmarnock Cross. You know, the heart of the town. It’s always buzzing with folks. I bumped into my mate, Dave. He was tryin’ to sell me on this new energy drink he’s been hypin’. “It’ll change your life!” he says. I’m like, “Mate, I just want a pint, not a miracle.”

Match report: Kilmarnock 6-0 Livingston | Under 18s