Wanna have a good time?

I'll give ya a real good time, babe... [INDEPENDENT RP BLOG] [FC: Lisa Rowe, Girl Interrupted]

[she-is-a-hooker]

(( idk what i came onto this blog hoping to gain lol maybe later i will come back ))

[germanicures-deactivated2014091]

//I’m sorry that is happening.  You should treat yourself to something nice, maybe buy some flowers?  Idk just having something to bring brightness to your life.  Flowers help me, because then I dry them and they look cool.

[she-is-a-hooker]

(( well yes that does sound nice some sunflowers would brighten up the place

thank you for your suggestion <3 ))

[she-is-a-hooker]

derschwarzeengel replied to your post: (( IM HAVING A DIFFICULT WEEK ))

//Why? *hug*

(( lots of bad news just too much bad news an o v e r l o a d of bad news ))

[she-is-a-hooker]

(( IM HAVING A DIFFICULT WEEK ))

[camillelafaye]

*blinks, nearly rendered speechless*…did you live wit’ ‘im? How long he been gone?

[she-is-a-hooker]

-her expression dullens somewhat- Oh, uh, I ain't seen him a while. Not since I come hea' firs'. One day I comin' back t'whea' he say he stayin' an' ask 'bout him but folks thea' jus' laugh a' me. Fuckin' rude, huh? We gonna' meet up again sometime soon, though.

[samanthaphoto1]

Great dane puppies playing and proud momma

[itsdavegrohl-archive-deactivate]

Subtle echoes ricocheted off the tiles after the sound her retort died out. Dave rocked impatiently on his heels, unnerved by the meager amount of sound she was making compared to the ruckus she so eagerly made before. He figured she was stalling, maybe trying to make it seem like she really was just using the bathroom. He stayed in place until the door swung open. To his amazement, and downright misfortune, she seemed to be telling the truth. His duffel bag was nowhere in sight. 

His eyes widened in disbelief, he pushed past her, stumbling closer to the stall and giving it a good look over. A horror struck expression found his face. “You’ve got to be kidding.” He blinked, turning to face her again, “I saw you with it, though. I saw you drop it and pick it up and-” His words ran together as panic filled his chest. “Fuck.” 

[she-is-a-hooker]

Harley smiled crookedly on seeing the man's reaction. He had fallen for it! Thank goodness, she thought. Now she was off the hook. She waved her hand at the man, wearing a smug expression. 

"S'pose ya' jus' gotta' let me be now, huh, mista'?" Her voice was challenging, superior. Certainly not the voice of someone trying to remain inconspicuous. "Ain't gotcha' bag."

[camillelafaye]

*smiles for her sake, against the hollow feeling in her stomach* Whatchu say his name was?

[she-is-a-hooker]

John Doe. -smiles broadly, quite oblivious- That what he tell me his name is I rememba'. Say I remind him o' Monroe. 

[retronewyork]

The EL along New Utrecht Ave 56-57st Brookyn 1977 by Whiskeygonebad on Flickr.

[she-is-a-hooker]

(( its almost 9 and ive had roughly ONE thread to reply to omgg whats haaappeniiing ))

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[sweetlittlescarlett-deactivated]

~Giggles a little~ Oh don't do that honey... don't fake it. It's silly, I'm not a man I don't need my ego petted to be inspired. I just need to be... ~she wet her lips~ petted. 

[she-is-a-hooker]

-cringes slightly at being called silly but continues to smile, snaking her hand between them, and the other woman's legs, trailing her fingers lightly- Sorry, babe... I ain't used t'havin' such a hot chick like you is...

[sweetlittlescarlett-deactivated]

[sweetlittlescarlett-deactivated]

Oh darling I doubt that you love me… like me maybe, and that’s good enough for me. ~softly~ but you don’t have to feed me lines dear, you’re already here, you already have your money..why not just.. enjoy ourselves you and I. ~and she pressed…

[she-is-a-hooker]

I does everythin’, puddin’… -writhes herself against the woman before deftly turning around to straddle her lap- Real hot seducin’.

[sweetlittlescarlett-deactivated]

~She turned a bit pink and ran her hands over her skin then met her eyes~ I’m sure you’re an expert aren’t you. 

[she-is-a-hooker]

-wraps her arms around the woman’s neck, giving her a messy kiss on the lips- Real hot… -breathes the words quietly, moving to kkss her again-

[sweetlittlescarlett-deactivated]

~She made a softly delighted noise and slid her hands down her back, rubbing against her body a little in the gigantic tub~ ~She wasn’t rough but soft and needy~

[she-is-a-hooker]

-twines the fingers of one of her hands through the woman's hair, making a prolonged, faked moan, pressing kisses on her face, writhing against her lap-

[she-is-a-hooker]

Ah, baby! I miss ya’ so bad I almos’ die! -grins widely, grumbling something under her breath about lice-

[sidreallyisvicious]

*squeeze-hugs her* 

How’s my favourite gal been doing

[she-is-a-hooker]

Real great. Got my own place an' all. Miss ya' bad. -gives him a kiss on the cheek-

[she-is-a-hooker]

Ah, baby! I miss ya' so bad I almos' die! -grins widely, grumbling something under her breath about lice-

[she-is-a-hooker]

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[she-is-a-hooker]

[she-is-a-hooker]

Harley decided it was time to change tack. “I ain’t givin’ ya’ no bag none! I ain’t got no bag in hea’! Stop hasslin’ me!” She spoke in a whiny, nasally voice. Hopefully, the sudden change would throw him off. “Can’t a lady get no privacy none?!”

[itsdavegrohl-archive-deactivate]

He laughed, the sound...

[she-is-a-hooker]

"Getcha' 'way from hea'!" Harley snapped, hitting the cistern in frustration. Why wouldn't he just leave? This was becoming increasingly difficult to keep up. She needed to find something to appease him. Then an idea struck Harley. She opened up the cistern and deftly tucked the bag inside, managing to perch it just above the waterline. She then closed over the cistern again before moving down and opening the door. "See? I ain't got ya' nothin'!" She barked, giving him an 'I dare you challenge me' look.