I spend a lot of time doing the things I love like going to the beach to have a tan and lying on the seashore while watching the sun go down. Boating is also one activity I usually do. It's amazing being in the middle of the sea.

Father Time is slowly catching up on me. I am beginning to be scared, and at the same time, desperate. I don't want to grow old alone, with no one to fuck me every time I feel the urge. I hope I can find a decent man as soon as possible.

I'm not looking for love. I'm not looking for a strong man to protect me. I'm self-reliant, and I'm not expecting a man to be with me 24 hrs or a man who's one call away. What I'm yearning is a huge knob that would pound my fanny in ways unimaginable...

"A gentle man in the street, a freak in the sheets", that's how I want my man to be. Soft and caring on the outside but rough and dominant whenever we close the bedroom doors. I want to be treated a princess but also their whore.

You don't have to adore me until we get old. What I'm only asking is for you to worship my body when we're in bed while we're young and able. I think you also ought to know that I have no intention to marry. You're safe in my pretty arms, honey. ;-)

Retirement is far from my mind right now, I love my work--especially the fit lads that walk around in their suits and fitted dress shirts. It's my version of heaven on earth, they're also as randy as I am at times. It's just a matter of time before I...