Genevre Maidenhead
My blogs
| Gender | Female |
|---|---|
| Introduction | My mother died when I was but a child and my father is now a broken man; thus I frequently kiss him on the top of his head. I am pure as the driven snow, having only been kissed once (behind the stable) by my cousin. I adore taking long gallops on horseback with my bonnet hanging down my back. I've always been a little self-conscious of my appearance because my breasts are TOO big and my waist is TOO small...don't you think? I would go to any outrageous length to protect my family, or protect myself from my family, or avoid marrying a fat lecher, and I'd settle down with a well-muscled lecher in order to save my reputation--but it might take a while to win me over! |
| Interests | Peering coquettishly over my fan; standing up to overbearing earls; wondering if the neckline of my gown isn't a little too low; romping with children and other young animals; falling into water while wearing white; and spraining (but never breaking) my delicate ankle |
The love potion you made tastes terrible. How will you drink it?
Why would I drink it? The only love "potion" I need is my wayward curls, flashing eyes, and delectable little derrière. Just add well-to-do, well-endowed bachelor and stir.