Maybe I’m that hot young girl you saw walking down the street yesterday, swinging my hips in my high-waisted jeans, giving you a cheeky wink when I saw you looking me up and down. Maybe you saw me at a gig, mid-shimmy. You could never forget the bounce of my wild red curls. You could never forget the bounce of my perky breasts in my tiny t-shirt.. no bra. The pure tease of me... Maybe I’m your neighbour. Maybe I’m your barista.

Wherever you saw me, you wanted me. Now you can have me.

You can be yourself with me. Laugh with me. Play with me. Be real with me. And when you can’t resist me anymore, you’ll have it all – my slender body, my milky skin - soft and unshaven, my ass, my passion, my moans, my smile.

You’ll have it all. I can’t wait. Come get me…