I listen to podcasts when I don't want my eyes to get tired from looking at the screen for too long and when I want to learn more about sex and other stuffs. If I'm not with my phone, I'm reading a book while drinking coffee.

After having a nice bath, my body takes pleasure in thinking about a man who can make her soaking wet. She would be delighted if she meets someone who'll let her feel euphoria enough to make her eyeballs roll backwards and her body quiver.

Nobody's perfect. We all make mistakes; we have flaws. But this is not a valid excuse for a man to talk dirty to a young lady he meets in the street. Having values, I look up to men who plays the role of a gentleman before showing their wild facade.

I am usually not the kind of lass who actively seeks and pursues a lad because I still believe in faith and destiny. And I know one day, the right man will walk into my life in the most unexpected way at the moment I least expect him to.

Well, I have beautiful skin and ardent lips that are irresistible. I enjoy teasing and make my man feel mint. Every night, I go to wanking chariot wearing my silk nightgown. It feels mint especially if I get to remove it in front of a randy man.

Unlike other people, I don't walk around the house naked. It's not that I hate getting naked. The reason is I can't allow the cold wind to seep through my skin. At home, I wear typical clothings like short dresses, skirts and tight shirts.