There are times when a little stress relief is required. This is one of those times.

Good morning, my Saints and Sinners.

Yours truly actually has a day off from the whore house. Why don't we ladies find some trouble to get into, even if it is just retail therapy?

Abel, you can come, too.

Hello, Mr. Weekend. Oh, how I've missed your wonderful presence. What fun do you have in-store for yours truly?

We've made it through another mundane Monday. Even though Diosa was a revolving door today, it still dragged.

I also can't seem to get this certain blonde haired, blue eyed dude off of my mind.

Wonder what he's up to?

Don't get me wrong; there are good times with @prodigaltellerson.bsky.social, too. He doesn't like to admit it.

Good evening, you mischievous Saints and Sinners.

I'm taking full advantage of a little downtime before the evening rush. I know it's only Monday. But it seems the men of Charming have an abundance of pent up frustrations to work through. Diosa provides the perfect escape.

See y'all soon!

Hello, my Beauties and Beasts.

This Sunday morning is a bit slow at Diosa. Not to sound too rude, but all of the father's have gone home to their families for the day.

Come on by and say hi, why don't you? There's only yours truly roaming around the halls, bored out of my mind.

It's lovely to see you again, my Saints and Sinners.

I'm feeling a tiny bit feisty on this fine Friday evening. What's on the menu for tonight, Charming?

It's always the ones with Daddy issues that maketh me rolleth my eyes.

Buck up, or get the fuck out. We don't have time for whiny brats. Nero hired you for your 'assets'. Not your baggage, ladies.

It's still early on a Sunday morning. I could tell you exactly what's on my mind, but why don't I just show you.

Oh. And please bring coffee. The fate of the world depends on it.