I think I baked just about every flavour of pie there is on this planet by being the model housewife. The best pie does not involve an oven though. The recipe includes a dashing lad's dipstick, a bed-- though not necessarily, and my aching cunt.

I'm trying my best to live my remaining years to the fullest. No one knows when they'll pop the clog. My life can last for a few more years or up to a decade. As such, I would like to enjoy every bit of pleasure I can get.

I'm probably bloody horrible at flirting now but I'm still going to cast a line in case someone takes the bait. I'm not as flexible as I'd like to be but I'll be sure to makeup for it. Other than that, I'm not looking for anything serious. It's been ...

I can't stop thinking about having a hot conversation with someone. My mind is about to explode as I cannot talk to anyone about my desires or my fantasies. It's a shame I'm not allowed to drink or else I would've been in pubs flirting right now.

In case you are curious about it, I am still single and very ready to mingle. If you are planning to take the initiative and try to sweep me off my feet, now is the best time to do so. I mean, we don't know what the future hold for us, so you better ...