The Royal 'Ball'

So today after I came back from lingerie shopping, I finally decided to open the selections to the floor. The one I'll take this Sunday. The royal trumpets were blown, official announcements were made and soon after, eligible princes from around the world flocked my court. Actually, more like my inbox.

The interesting twist this time round is - that there's no twist. I used my real name and gave my real phone number, when I extended the invite. This Sunday, when I meet him, I will be me. Not the slutty half. Though I am reserving her for the later part of the night.

Having to screen through more than a dozen 'suitors', I am spoilt for choice. The pool of 'applicants' this time round are top-notch! I'ld say 80% are high-potential material. So now I know where all the cute guys are...! Hmmm.. hehe *evil laff*