Many men are enchanted my by mesmerising eyes. I can hear them gasp as I pass by the street or when riding the tube. I can't blame them, can't I? But, I'm not the typical lass who shags with anyone without the getting to know part.

Having a man who looks at me like he wants to rip my clothes off is such a great sight to behold. It only means one thing, he'd always want to be with me instead of his friends because I'm the one who can send him to the moon.

It seems like time passes by so fast, yet I'm not too worried. I want to seize every opportunity I can, may it be shagging a young buff bloke or buying a lottery ticket when I feel particularly lucky. Things in life come and go, best to make the most...

I'd love to stay in impressive buildings built by Romans or Greeks. They look so sturdy and beautiful that takes my breath away. Men in the past seem so strong the structures they built stands until today.

I am looking for something out of the ordinary. I want to find a bloke who can pull my hair while taking me from behind. I am just sick and tired of men treating me like a precious lady under the sheets. I want a lad who can give me raunchy and dirty...

"There were nights when the wind was so cold." "There were days when the sun was so cruel." But... "There were moments of gold and there were flashes of light." Life's like that. Trying to achieve the latter now, but I need a partner.