She moves like beauty, she whispers to us of wind and forest-and she tells us stories, such stories that we wake in the night, dreaming dreams of a life long past. She reminds us of what we used to be. She reminds us of what we could be
She moves like beauty, she whispers to us of wind and forest-and she tells us stories, such stories that we wake in the night, dreaming dreams of a life long past. She reminds us of what we used to be. She reminds us of what we could be
She was a harlot, whore, escort, lady of the night, adulterer, slut and many other things society shamed her with.
Comes with the job...she guess. Thirteen years on the streets, she learned those nam...