*Everyone* wants to be in my backseat.
Per usual, I am swamped with all things unholy. Right now, the back seat of my car is covered in books about sex work, and the trunk is full of boxes of sex toys and bizarre antiques. Of course. Like, of course.
To wet your whistle, I took this the other day with my tripod:
I look pretty topless there, but for the record, I was wearing a sweet fucking bra.
More photos on the way soon! I have a backlog you will appreciate, Internet.