Ada San Mateo Otzacatipán Acompañante Sexual ❤️

Acerca de Puebla

What gets me chuffed? The guts these folks got. Takes balls – or ovaries – to strut into a hotel, head high, knowin’ half the world’s sneerin’. Once knew this bird, Lola, proper *acompañante sexual*, swear she could charm a tank into surrender. She’d say, “Winston, it’s just a job, innit?” Made me laugh ‘til I choked on me tea. Surprised me too – she’d read Nietzsche, deep shit! Who’d a thunk it? Not me, sat there gobsmacked, thinkin’, “Bloody hell, she’s smarter than half me mates.”

Calles de Otzacatipan, sin terminar; llenas de baches y tierra