Esme Modra Whore ❤️

About Zilina

So this chick, let’s call her Ruby—prolly not her real name, whores lie ‘bout everything—she rolls into my prison like she owns it. Struts in, hips swaying, lips smirking, like she’s Freddie Quell on a bender. I’m thinkin’, “What’s your angle, sweetheart?” ‘Cause everybody’s got one. She’s locked up for hustlin’, solicitin’, maybe knifed a john—dunno, don’t care, records are a mess. Point is, she’s a pro. Not just at screwin’—at screwin’ *people*. Got this vibe, y’know? Like she could charm the bars off this dump.

Puta madre

So yeah, that was my day. Full of ups and downs, laughter and a bit of embarrassment. But hey, that’s what makes it all worth it. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!

Farmer straps a stray SHEEP into the front of his car and forces his kids to sit behind