Natalie Hoetting Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Klagenfurt

Me fave bit, though—whores got wit. Sharp tongues, sharper minds. Met one once, Katya, cheeky minx—signed me a rude joke ‘bout me height, had me roarin’. “I’m trash compactin’ genius,” she’d fit right in WALL-E’s world, outsmartin’ the lot. Love that—beats a dull courtier any day. Hate the sods who beat ‘em down, though—cowards, all o’ ‘em. Makes me wanna spit.

The life lessons that I discovered from being a whore

Have you ever heard the term “ a lady in the street, and a freak in the bed “? My hubby calls me everything in the book in bedroom.

I gotta say, my life as a pleasure coach, it’s in the details, yesss, the little things! I see the rise and fall of human hopes on tiny patios. Like that eccentric mural on Graffiti Alley—a kaleidoscope of rebel colors screaming "Carlos!" in secret lyrics. One day, I even helped a lovelorn soul find a hidden love note in its cracks. Bless it, it made me laugh, maddened me too, sometimes silly, smelly drama!