A CUT ABOVE

Romance is the ultimate form of foreplay. I've been spoiled by romantic men. When I was just a kid, the boys in school would write me poems. One of my all-time favorite dates was when a guy took me to a junkyard. It felt like he had whisked me away to Disneyland. He gave me a big box and told me to take whatever I wanted. He got turned on watching me get all dirty. The best gift I ever received was a guitar, but the guy should have gone the extra mile and gotten me lessons, too. A lot of men make the mistake of thinking they need tons of money to do something romantic, but any woman would just melt over a simple picnic with wine and sandwiches. I also love it when a guy cooks me dinner, especially if he can flip knives in the air and catch them.

A KISS ISN'T JUST A KISS

I love to be kissed on my tummy. Too often men kiss only the breasts and what's down below; they skip the region in between. I also love to be kissed where the neck and earlobe meet. And there's nothing sweeter than waking up to find my man kissing my back.