So, I never imagined gaining 1600 followers. To be honest, I never anticipated getting any fans in the first place. Nor did I ever think that you all would find it entertaining to read about the everyday life of a sex addict as well as hear me whine about monotonous, insignificant matters. But here we are.

Just a brief update: I am, in fact, fourteen weeks pregnant with my bull. It likely to be a girl, of course, not 100 % sure until weeks 19, "My master is not very happy about having a baby girl." 

And yes, Nick is aware of it; in truth, he finds it fascinating that his wife are breeding by someone else. I have returned to France mostly to carry out my "duty" and put myself on the exterior of a decent, normal human being—a caring mother, a sister, a tenderhearted wife, and so on. 

I will be heading again to Africa soon enough. 

I will give a detailed update later, but for now, I would like to discuss something else on this site. I have received a lot of direct messages from people saying they want to marry me since my first blog post; they say they want to be hitched to a sex addict. Firstly, I am flattered and thank you.

But the answer is no, that isn't what you really want to achieve. A sex addict is a lot more than just a hypersexual fox who give you a good time. Of course, we can make you have an amazing time—possibly the best night of your life. but to be honest, you are unable to handle me. This isn't the,“if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.” kind of bullshit, I am saying that you as a man, a physically unable to keep up with me.

I am a sex addict, consequently I will continue to fuck you till you beg me to stop so we can have more, and no, I am not going to cease until I get mine.

Are you conscious of the amount of relationships I have ruined because I frighten them away? 

I have had four romances following my first blog and prior to Nick. They were all charming, witty, and intelligent, and I truly thought they would be the one, but I ruined that. They did not last a month.

And being a sex addict has a serious impact on my everyday life as well. At 23 years old, most of my friends are just starting their lives and finishing school. Me? This is my fourth pregnancy, already. I spend the majority of my waking hours obsessing just about sex. 

Luckly I have my wealth with a partner who will put up with me, so I consider myself blessed. 

This never crossed to many other sex addicts. So no, being a sex addict, a goonettes isn't as fun as most of you think.