Here I am, a single girl in the outskirts of Madrid. Why am I interesting enough to write an erotic diary? Well, I’m quite introverted, I am a translator, of English origin- Middlesbrough actually. I am quite focused in my life, so things do happen to me, and as I spend a lot of time on the computer, I thought that it would be nice to try to write erotica.

My sex life? As I want to start by writing in diary format, I don’t know what is going to happen, but I am sexually active- my first orientation was heterosexual, but I became pansexual in my early 20s- meaning that the sex of any lover is not of prime importance to me. I was in a big hetero relationship, and that left me with a little girl, called Meritxell (thats a Catalan name- her father’s influence). She is five years old, and gets looked after by a couple most days- especially if I have work to do in Madrid or other places.

Are things a bit dead for me at the moment? Yes, I suppose so, although I did go on a date this week, with I guy I have seen a couple of times, who occasionally has business in Madrid. He called me up out of the blue and I met him in his hotel bar. He arrived desparately late, and hour or so- I’m thirty and reasonably glamourous, dyed blonde hair, quite smallish, so he is interesting enough to have me come to his hotel when he’s in town, but I am have got enough allure about me to not be an hour alone in a bar of a posh hotel without anyone coming to talk to me.