Real foreplay begins not in the bedroom... It is thought I have heard recently from one woman in her 50s. It is not when you pet your woman, kiss her where she wants or use special touch. It is quality time you spent together all day before time for sexual activity. It is when you help each other, when you communicate all day, help in house chores, flirt and tell compliments pure because of desire to please ... in this case when it is time for intimacy your woman is all into process as you put s...

People always notice her before they understand why.

Maybe it’s the fire in her hair — that impossible shade somewhere between sunset and flame. Maybe it’s the way she walks into a room like she already knows a secret nobody else does. Or maybe it’s the quiet confidence in her eyes, the one that says she’s not afraid of being exactly who she is.

I should know. I’m a redhead.

Growing up, I learned quickly that red hair is not just a color — it’s a statement. You can’t hide in a crowd when the ...

I love pastel tones. I love my bed for its freshness and coolness. It is in bed that some of the most important events in a person's life take place, from conception to the end of life. It is in bed that girls become women, and boys become men. It is in bed that we feel secure with the man we love. Many people have achieved a certain high position in society and a good job through bed. The merits of our bed can be listed endlessly, but I want to write about how little we notice basic things, but...

Today is simply wonderful! The sun gently warms my face, a gentle breeze plays with my hair, and it feels like the whole world is smiling with me. Every ray of light makes my heart beat faster and I dream of someone with whom I could share this beauty. I imagine we could do something together have a small picnic on the grass, enjoying the warm rays of the sun, or simply wander around the city, discovering little cafes and cozy streets. Even simple moments, like a walk together or a cup of coffee...