When I was younger, my cunt have been ripped apart by savage men. I miss those days. I miss being harrassed while in public. I miss their filthy whispers. I wish I could experience it one last time before my bones become weak.

I hate people who badmouth others, but I do enjoy stabbing others in the back. You might see as a hypocrite because of that, but I don't give a fuck. If you don't want me to backstab you, then you better face me every time.

Not much is happening in my life which is why I'm seeking for some thrill. One thing on the to do list is to go to the cinema and see if I would get caught playing with my kitty in one of the back rows. Do you think that would be easy or not?

Sex at the long stairs. What's with the thought of having an amazing ride with my lover at the stairs that leaves me randy? Perhaps, it's the thrill that it brings. Or maybe it's the uniqueness of the place.

Men are so self-conscious when it comes to making sounds during sex, especially those who are in their 20's. I would love to hear their moans and groans when we're fucking. It makes me randier and try to shag them harder.