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?

I want to escape the real world, and go to a different world where flirting and having sex is not seen as immoral. I'd be chuffed if a bloke can lick my arse any time or if he can drink from my strawberry creams.

I can't figure out why ladies rebel against me. Is it because I'm flirtatious, good-looking, can maintain a sexy summer figure and men always get paralyzed whenever I wink at them with my sensual glimpse?

I cherish special moments such as: When a lad will put his arm around me, so I can rest my head on it. When he send me a sweet text at night When he calls me and tells me he's a bit randy thinking of me.

Honest. I'm not used to lying. If you ask where I've been the whole day, I'd tell you the truth. Sweet. I give lots of hugs from behind and gentle kisses in the morning. And I prepare breakfast in bed.

Here's the thing, I am a fan of one night stands but I only do it with lads who truly deserve to have a night with me. If you're wondering how I decide if a lad is deserving or not, I suggest that you send me a message and I'll tell you about it. If ...