I'm a free-spirited dame who has a profound understanding of life itself. My mature state of mind helps me avoid getting annoyed by silly circumstances that get in my way of getting work done and reaching my dream.

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.

The type of man that tickles my senses is like Sherlock in the British crime television series; someone who's mysterious and smart, except his being high-functioning sociopath personality because I'm not interested to be with a cold-hearted bloke.

Making a lady like me pleased is easy peasy. You just have to show me how hungry you are for me and how much you want to taste me. And I suggest that you do that by talking to me in a very dirty and slutty way.

I can't wait to have a deep conversation with someone who can understand that it is normal for a lass like me to crave a rough fucking every now and then. I mean, all people have sexual needs. It just so happens that my carnal cravings are stronger t...

Whenever a lad hits up on me and asks me where I came from, I always tell them I came from a floating island in Gulliver's Travels. They laugh. Those little bastards don't know it's Laputa. Guess I'll have to change my address, whaddya think?