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.

I am a modest girl who needs you to set me free. And for this to happen, you must dominate me. It's something that I would really like. Yes, I can be your sexual slave but don't forget that I am addicted to psychology and can become your friend. Kiss...

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?

Snogging and having a leg over in the car while a lovely music is on sends me on cloud 9. It's what I call the feeling of reaching ecstasy - that moment when I forget who I am and I just want to have more.

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 am a simple gal. All I need is a good long dildo and I'd be set for the rest of day. Though if a well-hung lad comes around, then that's a different story. I'm not the type to get intimidated, I would take on challenges with a cheeky grin on my fa...