Elise Lents Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Phoenix

I’m pacing, furry paws twitchin’. Whore’s a trap, a cage, man. Society’s all, “You’re dirty!” but who decides? Like Anwar in the flick, dancin’ with guilt—“Was I wrong?” Hell, yeah, he was! Judgin’ ain’t clean, nobody’s pure. Got me howlin’—Rarrgh! Ever hear ‘bout medieval whores? They had guilds, yo! Organized, paid taxes, ran shit. Ain’t no victim story there. Surprised me, for real—badass ladies, flippin’ the game.

I can’t stop thinking about it.

#MeToo. I am one of the many, many women who have been targeted, touched, sexually harassed or assaulted and lived to tell the tale.

My clients? They sometimes bring the craziest life stories – drama, comedy, and heavy secrets. Like that one time, a dude cried mid-massage over lost love and lame regrets – typical Lents love tragedy, man... but hey, that’s life. I got mad when some jerk trashed a mural; I was like, “HEY, know your role!” and made sure justice was served, ya feel me?

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