Cassy Kay (Nivel 4) mail warning

Grabbing a chair and swinging it around to sit down.
"So, you want to catch my attention. Great. If I am on, trust me... I do want my attention caught."

I know that I might be interesting and perhaps I am but the inquisitorial forces are not needed to get to the heart of me. I am not giving an interview nor am I going to be world building down to what I ate for lunch last month to set up a scene. If you want me to fill out an application, tell me.

You see, I still am that slightly jealous minx, the competitive succubus like temptress. For me, a catty look or a daring expression across a club or dance floor can lead me to a back alley, a back room, a parking deck or right there in the middle of said club. A glance while alone on a beach, an inquisitive nod while at a gym or underground fight club... those are what it would take to get me going.

So you see, I am not the best... but I am good. Very good. When insomnia and life don't stop me. So, if I still have your attention and you made it this far, come on and find me.