I'm passionate on the dance floor, I dance with passion, with a rhythmic tact - at chalga - without inhibitions. I'm willing. The price I'm worth I find it easy in the eyes of a man! When I am invited by the elite - either to a dance or a pizza dinner, on such a night I wander with them until late. They say that I was a "night bird!" Life grabbed me with rough hands... Awakened libido... Meetings in the Mall with gallant suitors ever defended... I lost the halo very soon. And I started jumping around in apartments... But all these encounters are accidental. I love men with the spirit of heroes, who know how to keep secrets! In the pre-morning hour did I wake from sleep, I don't remember details from the party... On such days I am sad and wonder: "Would Madonna lived like this!" A love call made me happy I floated in the heavens in a daze among the sweet-smelling clover... Ashamed, the moon hid in a cloud. I'm alone in the apartment after drinking - puffy, with shadows under the eyes: "Are you ready, baby, my love, for a card party at the Linden Bar. In a session on exam subjects, I always appear among the first. Your semesters – first, third, fifth – I certify in my student ID card. Acquaintances with professors, associate professors, I tied easily - right from the start... They often compliment me by bowing for the slender body like a mermaid! I'm not afraid to go to heaven. Why should I pretend to you? I will study, I will sing, I will play... My favorite song I will dance.
