ou first notice me from across the room. You can’t help but look at me, a fit and slim woman with porcelain skin and an electric look in my eyes. You note the small details: the way my dress clings to my hips, the sparing and tasteful jewellery, the golden chestnut hair which tumbles down my lower back. The discipline I exercise in caring for my health and appearance is clear. My well-defined muscle tone forms a delectable waist, an exquisite, juicy rear, and legs which go on for days… You draw closer. You see my bright eyes, high cheek bones, cute little nose, full pouty lips, and a long, lean neck which begs to be stroked. My skin appears soft, smooth, and eminently touchable. My eyes are bright as I wink at you and smile. I'm so glad you found me. I've been waiting for you. By day, I’m a student on track for a Masters’ degree. I am incredibly passionate about my field, and while I often find myself up to my eyelids in papers and deep down research rabbit holes, I wouldn’t change a thing. In rare downtime, I cook, lift weights, practice yoga, and pore over modern literature (I love Bataille, Kundera, Murakami and Miller). By night, I’m a sex kitten and snake charmer. Conversation is my favourite form of foreplay. You find me sweet, clever, and perverted; soft spoken with a full bodied, distinctive laugh. I adore witty banter, light-hearted debate, and cheeky, flirtatious wordplay. I’m inherently skeptical and curious (blame my field of study!) and I love to engage you with questions that give pause for thought. Frisson builds to form magnetism, and it seems both intuitive and sensual: an invitation. I hold eye contact with you, and the words forming on the tips of our tongues seem almost irrelevant. The tension between us becomes unbearable. The room is electric with desire as those first, coy glances develop into lingering caresses on bare skin. What happens next is intimate, vivid, glorious. Are you intrigued? Perfect. It’s time to make your move.