What I hate the most is being yelled at. Whenever someone, especially when it's a lad, yells or screams at me, I instantly go spare. I get really mad and the only thing that can calm me down is a pint of dark chocolate ice cream.

Having so many talents, I don't know where to start. Should I talk about my extraordinary talent in dancing or should I start with my fantastic skills in bed? Perhaps, I should tell you about the man of my dreams: he must love sex.

Moving into a new flat to live on my own is a big adjustment for me. Not just because of my age but also for the lack of companion. I would love to chat up with a bloke who can offer me interesting conversations and playful exchanges.

Not that person who steals her partner's food when she couldn't decide what to order. Well, sometimes I do, but I don't proceed to eat all of the food he ordered. When I do reach for his food, it's to have a taste of it and decide if I want it too.

I love that after a blazing summer comes autumn. I can't explain what I feel when the season comes. The air is cool and every place looks like a fairy's land or a fantasy land. The ambience tempts me to relax and enjoy the moment.

I may look harmless but don’t let that fool you. I can make you scream my name out loud in bed. All I’m looking for is someone who can take all of me. Not to brag honey but I can do it in positions that I bet you’ve never tried before. So be wa...