Jennifer

Despre mine

If we have not met before, then introductions first, as they should be. I am Jennifer, a Spanish girl with rather more mischief than the word latina usually promises, at home in Spain and here in Frankfurt for a fortnight.

Passionate, quick-witted, a temptress by most accounts, and I take that as the compliment it is meant to be. Whatever else our hours turn out to be, dull is not among the possibilities. I stand a modest one metre sixty-five, fifty-eight kilos, with long dirty-blonde hair, brown eyes that give me away, full lips, tanned skin, a well-shaped 32C and a body I put work into. Hair, manicure and pedicure are always immaculate; that part is not vanity, it is simply how I was raised.

Take me to a restaurant or an event and I will make you look very good indeed. Keep me to yourself instead, somewhere considerably more private, and I am better still.