Aurora Westerleigh Whore ❤️❤️

About Chicago

So yeah, Ruby the whore—legend in my book. Keeps me sharp, this gig. Next time, I’ll nab her, suave-like, “Shaken, not stirred,” and we’ll have a right laugh over it. Til then, she’s my Hurt Locker rush—wild, messy, fuckin’ brill!

UPDATE: 2023 in Review

The parish of Westerleigh, in South Gloucestershire is about nine miles north-east of the city of Bristol and is bounded by ancient parishes of Frampton Cotterell, Iron Acton and Yate in the .

Then there’s that funky spot on Elm St.—it’s a hidden gem. I used to get wild new clients there. I’d bust out smiles, saying, "I’m your friend," just like in Her. Pure magic, baby! The massages? Oh, they’re so soul-touching. Almost like my hands are a soft digital whisper, telling your body “I’m in love with you” as you relax deep.

Westerleigh, S.I., Built on Temperance (Published 2014)