Deflowering the Attic.

I think I blushed slightly when I saw my housemate living in the room one floor below my bed.

-Hi, how are you? (smile)

-Fabulous! (radiant smile)

-Why is that so? (understanding smile)

- … Sorry for the noise last night.

-I have no idea what you’re talking about… (‘You go girl’ smile)

Yey! I finally deflowered my attic and semi on purpse let myself be known as a screamer.

(Un)fortunately there’s no footage of the act(s). As compensation here some fabulous shots of me and current living space.
Lost the photographic virginity to Graham Baker's camera.
More of his work and less sexy shots of me: here