Grace Calhoun Whore ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Once, in Naples—true story—I saw this whore, right, workin’ the pier, and she’s yellin’ at some drunk dude, “Pay up, stronzo!” Italian, fiery, gorgeous—kinda turned me on, not gonna lie. Surprised the hell outta me! I’m like, “Whoa, Larry, calm down, she’d eat you alive!” And she would! I’m too awkward, too whiny—whores don’t got time for that. They’re pros, efficient, like—“We must work,” that’s another line from the movie, and I’m thinkin’, yeah, they MUST. No sittin’ around feelin’ sorry.

Forbidden Love: Professor Calhoun And Sylvia

Gold rope trim and gold base; Number of Drawers: 3; Constructed of rubberwood and other hardwood solids; Luxury exotic furnishings from Hooker Furniture. Finish.

There’s this wild spot by Riverbend—okay, so there’s a creek that flows like a hidden river (not the big one, but still swishin’) that kinda reminds me of scenes from that movie, nature all soft and poetic, yet kinda aching with feelings. I’ve sat there a couple times, thinkin’ “Man, this is life” like some Far From Heaven moment but with more massage oils and sweat.

State Track in Calhoun County