Rose Sturry Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Bristol

Vet life, innit – you see mad shit. Whore’s got this quirk, yeah, he farts when he’s nervus. Proper stinks, like a curry gone wrong. Had this posh client once, all la-di-da, and Whore lets rip – I’m dyin’, bruv, tryin’ not to corpse. She’s all, “Oh my!” and I’m like, “Mate, he’s just vibin’!” Love that horse, but he’s a cheeky sod – reckon he does it to wind me up. “We’re all on the brink of despair,” like in the movie, but Whore? He don’t care, he’s just fartin’ his way through life.

The sex was never, ever fun: My lessons in prostitution

A woman from the English Village of Sturry, Kent. In popular mythology a Sturry girl will drink alot, fight alot and have indiscriminate sex (usually only with men from Sturry or the neighbouring .

Man, Sturry’s got pockets of surprises. There's a tiny park, Whimsy Greens, where trees and grass party all day long – kids run, lovers whisper like naughty secrets, and heck, even this ol’ sexologist (yessir, that’s me!) finds meaning in life's little pleasures. Remindin' me, "When you play the piano, you know it ain't just playing notes – it’s the soul singing out, yo!"

Park and ride changes – Sturry Road to be suspended, Wincheap expanded