The compulsions grow and grow in me. The desires and lusts of a wanton woman are constantly with me. They monopolize my thoughts and lead me down a path of sensuality that has been in my dreams since I was a child. When I'm with a man, giving my body to him, hungrily and delightfully experiencing his charms and passions, my world is balanced and I am fulfilled. Laying in his arms, purring with contentment, is the stuff my dreams are made of.