Lately, I have been dreaming of a lad who gives me an unforgettable experience in bed. I've been dreaming of that lad for nearly a week now and I think the dreams won't stop until I find him and that's the reason why I'm here. I hope to find the lad ...

Leaving the past behind and on the stage of moving on from a recent divorce. It wasn't me. It's my best friend and her husband. Why am I so affected? Let me tell you, I liked the bloke. Oh, that's incorrect. I "like" him, but he had to leave. To forg...

I'm like an old soul trapped inside a young dame's body. I fancy vintage cars, old melody, Marilyn Monroe's sense of fashion and when it comes to sex, I'd prefer the old-school position, also known as the ''missionary position."

A dishy lad coming my way is already a blessing but getting the chance to shag and use his schlong like my favourite sex toy? Now that just sounds like heaven on earth! I haven't had a proper hard fuck in years and I'm not going to waste time sitting...

I live my own life, and I don't pry on other people's life. They do their own business, and I do mine. Simple as that. The only thing I care about is the unexplainable happiness I receive after shagging.

"There were nights when the wind was so cold." "There were days when the sun was so cruel." But... "There were moments of gold and there were flashes of light." Life's like that. Trying to achieve the latter now, but I need a partner.