Good Girl Seeks Good Boy...Are There Any Left?
You come home from work, tired and a bit grumpy. It's been a long day and you can't wait to put your feet up. Upon hearing the front door open, a girl comes out of the hallway to greet you with a kiss. She's wearing your t-shirt and a pair of boxers and takes off your coat as she kisses you.

"How was your day, sweetie?" she asks. You know she can already tell it's been a long one. As you take off your work boots, she goes into the kitchen and comes back with a cold beer, lifts your shirt and presses it against your bare tummy which makes you grimace. You swat her backside as she scampers away, and she flashes a smile and a pair of green come-hither eyes at you through a few stray locks of blonde hair.

"Come to bed and I'll rub your back, you can tell me all about it."

You follow her through the hallway into the bedroom, where she sits on the bed against the wall. You sit down in front of her, cracking open your brew, take a mouthful and set the bottle on the nightstand. Her small, nimble hands find your shoulders and work away at the day's aches and pains while you talk.

When all your back muscles feel as though they are breathing an audible sigh of relief, she runs her fingers through your hair and nuzzles your cheek with a kiss, wrapping her arms around you and resting her head on your shoulder. Already you can feel your worries melting away. "You know, darling, that massage was great, but I think you missed a spot."
"Oh, did I?" She asks, batting her eyelashes innocently at you.
"Yeah, I think so. This muscle is still rock hard. It might need a lot of work."
"Baby, I NEVER miss a spot. I was just saving the best for last, that's all."
You shift around to kiss her, your lips and bodies melting together, the long day at work completely forgotten. Afterwards, she whispers in your ear, "I love you." And you know she does. You smile.
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I know, this is probably the longest profile you've ever had to read. But let's face it, you're not doing anything else right now anyways.
***NOTE: IF you got a message from an account that was similar to mine, username, photos, and it said something like "I want to talk dirty, here is my phone number..." please disregard it. I don't know who I pissed off but apparently someone with WAY too much time on their hands was mad at me and thought it would be funny to give my phone number out to everyone. So no, I do not want to talk dirty, please do not phone me at 3 a.m. to talk about your private parts. Thanks.
In my profile, I may sound like a total b!tch, but I'm really not. I'm just honest, and I know what I want and what I don't want. Don't be afraid to message me though; I don't bite, I promise. Well, not too hard at least. Let's go with nibble.
About Me - I'm a country girl living in the city. I don't play mind games or start fights, and if we DO fight, I want to fix it, fast. I don't want to go to bed angry, because there's nothing that love can't fix. I'm as honest as you will ever find them, and sometimes this can be a bad thing. I'm open-minded, yet stubborn as a mule. I'm very clingy. Forgiving. Probably more loving than anyone you've ever met. I fall hard and fast when I actually find a guy I like. I don't drink, smoke, or do ANY drugs. Am I crazy? Maybe a little. But I think you might like it. I won't break your heart or treat you badly; I'm not that kind of girl.
What I Want - A good man. I want a man who wants me, and wants me to want him. Kind eyes and good heart are a must, I won't settle for anything less. Between 21 and 26 is ideal. I really like country boys because I hate the city, I want to live on a hobby farm in the future so if you can run a tractor (or want to learn) you've already got some bonus points right there ;)
Carhartts are sexy. So is plaid. You have better odds of getting somewhere with me if you are dirty with motor oil as opposed to being drenched in Calvin Klein. You get where I'm going with this. But, you don't need to be big and tough to win me over. I have a weak spot for computer geeks, something about that shy innocence really does me in.
Social drinking is ok and smoking I can forgive too, but please, no pot smokers or drug users. Oh, and please have a vehicle. It doesn't need to be classy or sexy (mine sure isn't, haha) but I need to know you aren't willing to settle for the confines of the bus route. I am a girl who will kiss you when you are covered in oil and mud (and you better be able to kiss me when I'm covered in dirt and horse hair!) and if we get married, I'll even let you wear jeans. Honest. Does it freak you out that I mention marriage? I hope not. No, I don't want to get married on the 2nd date. But if you're one of those people who doesn't believe in ever getting married, well...look elsewhere. I have a lot of faith in the power of love, and I hope you do too.
I have 3 guitars + 1 bass, a fiddle, a canoe, a slingshot, a pair of 6-inch high-heels, and a waterproof digital camera that has survived falling out of my pocket while on a horse doing 35MPH. I don't watch TV, but I can beat you at Mariokart. I also have a WoW account that I use on those cold rainy winter nights when all I want to do is slaughter an Alliance village. (Go Horde!) What does this tell you about me? ;)I hope you laugh a lot, smile a lot, and love like a fire that's out of control.
Dealbreakers
this is where I tell you stuff I really DON'T want in a guy.
- pot smokers (even if it's "just on the weekend.") - guys who drink & drive, or who need to get wasted all the time - Trophy Hunters (I eat meat but don't think killing an animal should ever be a sport. I can forgive it if you are humane and use the whole animal, but if you trophy hunt, go f*ck yourself with the business end of a loaded shotgun.) - vegetarians (we just won't get along, I'm sorry!) - someone who is severely overweight; I don't mean a little more to love, I mean "if you have to shop in the plus size section, and not just because you're really tall." It's not about the looks so much, it's about the lifestyle that causes it. - Herpes. I'm serious, I don't want it.
How To Win My Heart
You can start by sending me a message. No, not "hey sexy" or "how r u tonight?" or "what are you doing this weekend?" Those messages get deleted. If you're interested, tell me about yourself, why we should hang out, and make me WANT to click on the "reply" button! I want to be captivated by your charisma, not your self-taken bathroom photos!