Lives in reality. I'm not in search of a prince or knight in shining armour who'll offer me a grand life. I'm not Cinderella, and I'll never be. I'm a simple lass hoping to meet a bloke who's good in bed.

When you're with me, you won't be pressured to do the things you're uncomfortable to do. I don't ask much. You don't have to be wild if you're the shy type of man. All I'm after is a meaningful conversation to make me sleep soundly at night.

The more I try to become a better person, the naughtier and wilder I get. It is a bit frustrating that my mind is full of crazy and kinky stuff. I can't even have a proper conversation without inserting a naughty joke.

There's something about men who smell nice that makes me want to fuck them on the spot. I am not sure if I am just a naughty and horny bint or there's a loose screw in my head. What do you think? Is it wrong for me to crave a man with a nice odor?

Water Sex. I've never tried this kind of sex. I didn't even think about it. It never crossed my mind until I watch a YouTuber talking about it, and I was like, "Why haven't I thought of it? It must have been electrifying."

It's a bit shameful trying to advertise myself here. I feel like I am no different than a product being bid upon at ebay or amazon. I don't really have a choice because I am not as attractive as I was when I was younger. Well, I need to accept that t...