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?

You won't keep me off your mind no matter what, even if you feel sad and down. When you think of even just my name, you will surely feel your lips part into a smile or a moan. I'll keep you occupied with wicked conversations, make you talk for hours ...

I love putting makeup on my face. I don't care if I pop into a shop or a grocery for 20 minutes. I have to have my makeup, simple yet classy, just like Catherine's, the duchess of Cambridge. I never want to look like a slapper.

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.

Having sex on a kitchen counter is what I love. I can run my fingers on the soft skin of my lover as he grinds inside me. Not only that, I love cooking, and having a leg over on my favourite place in the kitchen will make me enjoy preparing dishes.

Goddess is the term I love to be referred as. I expect to be treated as one too, I am the equivalence of Aphrodite if I do say so myself. I have the beauty, passion to keep a man, and know how to thoroughly pleasure them too. I pay no mind to what ot...