Mimosas in the morning is the right way to start it. I know that cuppa is more ideal but who would turn down a bubbly and citrusy concoction of delight? It's like telling a dishy bloke to shove off when he offers a good shag. A lass like me will say ...

Marriage short-lived but couldn't say I regret it. I just figured out that I'd rather be a single lady who is free to play around with any young bloke who tickles my fancy. Years later, I can still keep up and even go beyond what's expected from me.

First of, I'm not a conservative or a classy lass. When it's my free time, I go out partying and drinking either with my friends or with strangers. The next thing that happens after that is something I don't remember.

I have unquenchable appetite for sex. I adore and worship a man's chest and legs; they're the sexiest apart from the most delicious exotic food they have in between their thigh. I'm a sexual deviant who fancies erotic hypnosis kind of sex.

I’m looking for a bloke who can slap me, spank me and choke me. Someone who is hot, sexy and amazing enough to make me feel things I’ve never felt for quite some time now. My body just misses being pleased and punished at the same time.

A man persuading me to have sex with him is gratifying. I feel like I'm the most seductive lass every man wishes to have. I get excited at little things - tiny kisses, small gifts, letters and the list goes on.