Hannah Cameron Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

What gets me goat? She’s a cheeky cow—winked at me once, I near spat me pint! Surprised me, that did, thought I was too old for her game. In me head I’m like, “Winston, you daft sod, she’d rob ya blind!” Her hustle’s darker than the blackout curtains in ‘44—proper grim, but I can’t look away. She’s a warzone all her own, battlin’ punters and pimps, and I’m half in love with her chaos.

Kidnapping

"You look like a whore baby do you want to look like a whore?" He says in my ear, his voice low and condescending. I feel an uneasy twist in my stomach.

Sorry, my rambling's a bit all over. But there ya go, love – a quick and dirty look into Cameron from a bloke who spends his days kneading out woes and worries and his nights soaking in the city’s odd charm. Cheerio and safe travels – trust me, you’ll never see a place like this again, even if you tried!

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