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Hello! I'm Olivia, a literature student at the Ecole Normale Supérieure in Georgia, where words turn into whispers. I spend my days lost in Baudelaire and my nights turning pages... and heads. My bed is a library of secrets: every bookmark is a memory, every breath is a sonnet. I believe the sexiest thing a woman can wear is confidence... and maybe vintage silk. Read between my lines - you might just fall in love with the story I'm writing for you.
Turn ons
Deep conversations, handwritten notes, and slow undressing
