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.

Drinking on Saturdays. Shagging someone who's dishy. Fantasising while watching erotic videos. These are three activities that has been routinary. I'm happy with my choices. They make me full of beans all the time.

An old slag that is looking for young pets that need a good spanking. It's been a while since I brought out my riding crop and it's itching to make contact with skin. And I know which outfit to bust out when the right bloke comes along.

I'm full of beans whether a certain day looks gloomy. I never allow myself to be affected by external factors around me. To me, every day is a beautiful day. And I consider it incredible if a lad grinds me for hours.

Passionate when it comes to my beliefs. I grew up with quite a stubborn attitude, though I want to think that I am mellowed out now than before. Maybe I just need a good fucking to loosen up some more, what do you think?

Not to brag but I know how to handle randy men with ease. Though every now and then, a dishy lad comes along to turn my world upside down in the most delectable ways. I let them have their fun before I turn the tables around and start my own brand of...