Amelia Countryside Prostitute ❤️

About San Diego

So, prostitition – old as Rome, *puella* sellin’ wares since togas were trendy. Fun fact, yeah? In Pompeii, they found brothels with racy graffiti – “Thrust slowly,” it said, cheeky sods! Economy-wise, it’s a gig, right? Cash under table, no taxman sniffing about. Makes me chuffed, in a way – stickin’ it to the suits, ha! But then, bloody hell, the pimps, the danger – gets me proper fumin’. Why ain’t we sortin’ this? *Cave felis*, watch the cat, as Saul’d say – predators everywhere.

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I wouldn't describe myself as a prostitute, more of a courtesan. I married young, at 17, and trained as a masseuse and aromatherapist. Fifteen.

I been to spots like the local museum on Wakefield Ave. That museum is kinda lowkey but holds a ton of Geschichten that make you go "Whoa!" The city buzzes with queer freedom, passion, and raw truths. I seen the most passionate kisses behind the old bakery on Garden Ln., much secret rendezvous, so steamy, my friend!

Countryside, city meet in Greenville Symphony’s ‘Beethoven and Brazil’