Let's see. . . . . I can sell myself on here and make myself look like the perfect woman. . . . But what guarentee do u have that what I say here is the truth. . . .

Well let's start with, I am 23 year old mummy yes a mummy. . . . .

I'm a very sporty young lady I love all extreme sports. . . . . .

In my spare time I play action sports. . . .

I'm funny loving, outgoing and caring. . . I'm here for friends and maybe find a special someone to share my life with,
If I do find that special someone he needs to love not only myself but my baby boy!!! My sons not baggage he is a bonus,
You can't have me if u don't accept my son too!!!!

LIFE IS more of A CHALLENGE. . . And with the right person it can bemade so much easier!!!!!!!!

He should be fun loving outgoing and friendly.....
Should keep me interested and on my toes....
He needs to be loving and caring strong yet gentle to the touch..


Okay, so you came over here to ask me to dance, but I'm kind of concerned. I mean, we could hit it off really well, end up having a few drinks, next thing you know you're giving me your number because I'm too shy to ask for it, I finally get up the nerve to call and we take in a movie, have some dinner, I relax, you relax, we go out a few more times, get to know each other's friends, spend a lot of time together, then finally have get past this sexual tension and really develop this intense sex life that is truly incredible, decide our relationship is solid and stable, so we move in together for a while, then a few months later get married, I get a promotion, you get a promotion, we buy a bigger house. You really want kids, but I really want freedom, but we have a kid anyway, only to find that I am resentful, the sparks start to fade and to rekindle them we have two more lovely kids, but now I work too much to keep up with the bills, have no time for you, you're stressed and stop taking really good care of yourself, so to get past our slow sex life and my declining self-confidence I turn to an outside affair for sexual gratification. You find out because I'm careless and a lousy liar, you throw me out (justifiably so) and we have to explain to the kids why mommy and daddy are splitting up. That's just too sad. Think about the children. For God's sake, if I dance with you and we hit it off, let's just keep it sexual, because we both know where it's going....