I am much more than the kind of girl you envision. Evidently (I'm joking, of course), I prefer the company of people who show genuine interest in me, shower me with praise, and, most importantly, make me feel like the only lady in the world. At times, I am more fiery than a chili pepper and the sun itself. Would you be brave enough to meet me? Everything begins with a conversation, and I don't expect much more than that when I meet a man who knows what he wants and is clear about what motivates him. I like it when men kiss me softly but passionately and put my interests before their own. I despise it when guys barge in without saying "hello," I have little patience for men who rush to undress me without pausing to appreciate my company or myself, and I especially despise it when you act as if I'm completely devoted to you when in fact I'm not.
