Fling with lonesome Dutch babe

Every week I dye my hair a different color. I love change, and I feel the same way about men. Variety is as good as it gets, and I'm happy to oblige. I want to try a lollipop that tastes different from my boyfriend's. I'm sure I can put your lollipop in my mouth. I'll suck on it thoroughly and make sure every drop disappears into my mouth.

I'm glad all the problems after the breakup are now resolved. It took another year for the financial side to be sorted out. Now I can fully concentrate on the men who like me again.

You can wake me up with a delicious McDonald's hamburger. And while you're at it, why not a milkshake?

I'd really like a relationship. Not one where I live together, because I still live with my parents, but a nice boyfriend with whom I can do some fun and enjoyable things every now and then wouldn't be a bad idea. My parents are often away on weekends because they have a mobile home on a campsite where they can stay all year round. I have complete freedom then. Not that I'm raised very strictly and not allowed to do anything, but when I'm all alone at home, it's different. Then I can do whatever I want and be with whomever I want.