I love the smell of flowers. It's so fresh and pure. This is the reason, I go for a walk in the park on Saturday mornings. Floral scent makes me forget I haven't had a shag with a chap for a long time.

I've had a battery-operated boyfriend for the past 5 years and it does more good to me than my prick of an ex-husband if we're being honest. I'm still craving for a well hung lad though, nothing beats the elementary kind of fucking.

Some people don't like me because I don't smile often. I've been told that I have a mysterious look. I look like I'm up to something even when I'm not. Why people these days so quick to judge?

I admire movies have a sex scene. I'm very excited if the movie has erotic sex. One thing I want when I'm watching movies, I want to guess what happens in the next scenes and try to analyze if the scene happens to me what I'm supposed to do.

I'm the kind of lass who's excited for her next trips. I always have questions on my mind like, "What's the trip gonna be like?" "Are there massage parlors?" "Will I find cosmic restaurants?" Having these questions in my head keeps me from sleeping.

So many men these days claim to be a full box of chocolates, but when's it's time to open the box, you will see nothing but chewy candy. I guess it's my mind's way of telling me that I deserve the sweetest and the best.