Rebecca Ceres Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

She’d strut by my office, yellin’, “Eat my shorts, pig!” Made me laugh, tho—sassy as hell. Reminds me of that movie line, “You’re a mess, Joey,” ‘cept she ain’t no Joey—she’s chaos in fishnets. Hated her guts some days, ‘specially when she’d smuggle cigs in—guards too dumb to catch her. But happy too, ‘cause damn, she kept shit interestin’. Surprised me once, left a rose on my desk—whaaat? Prolly stole it, but still, weirdly sweet.

Whore Hunter

Nov 7,  · Ceres is the Roman goddess of agriculture, grain crops, fertility, and motherly love. She is equivalent to the Greek goddess Demeter and was highly revered by the ancient .

So, if ya come visit, be ready for surprises. Every street, every park, even every typo in my ramblin’ is part of the charm. Ceres is imperfect, vibrant, and real – just like a raw scene snatched straight from Brokeback Mountain, full of passion and heart. Catch ya later, and trust me: once you experience it, you’ll never look at a dating site – or life – the same way again!

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