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At the age of three, as a feral wolf-child, I was adoptd by the Monks of the Shaolin Monastery in China where I was taught skills that I can no longer safely talk about. I could explain more but I would have to kill you.
After that, following a glittering academic career which saw me become the youngest Cambridge professor of the latter half of the 20th Century, I was recruited by MI5 where I quickly rose to an executive position heading my own division. I then left to join the CIA becoming responsible for 'black ops' in Iran and Afghanistan during the 1990s. (I was affectionally know as 'Bitchy Tits' by the Taliban.)
Coming in from the cold, and pausing only to accept my Damehood from a grateful nation, I became for a short time the editor of the News of the World. But being easily bored, I then tap-danced my way into the entertainment industry, quickly amassing a Tony, an Oscar and three BAFTAs, before, becoming head of a global TV corporation - I am now a multi-millionaire businesswomen in my own right being actively headhunted by the BBC as the next 'Dragon.' My Nobel Peace Prize is to be awarded next year.
In my spare time I like to have casual sex with braindead morons. That is why I am here.
PS. I realise that a woman with my looks, ability, charm and achievement, could not hope to 'pull' a man on CM - given that you are all millionaires, film producers, international lawyers, stellar surgeons, or best-selling authors (and sometimes all five!) - without some kind of extra inducement. And I have seen that the customary 'price' demanded by the 'genuine' men on here is the offer of a nubile teenage daughter.
Well, I have seven of the things! Busty, Lusty, Bunty, Cunty, Tits, Fanny, and Janet.
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