BonnieBennett

I’m 19, and I guess you could say I have that kind of sweet, innocent look that makes people curious like they’re not quite sure if I’m as angelic as I seem. My face is soft and delicate, with wide eyes that always give away just a little too much, even when I try to play it cool. I’ve got long, silky black hair that I love letting fall over my shoulders, especially when I catch someone watching. There’s something fun about pretending I don’t notice. I’m naturally slim, with a petite body that moves quietly, gracefully, even when I’m not trying. I’ve always liked being the quiet one in the room the one who doesn’t have to say much to get attention. There’s power in silence, in a glance, in a smile that lingers half a second longer than it should. I like soft things soft touches, soft whispers, soft teasing. I might seem shy at first, but if you get close enough, you'll see there's a different side of me waiting to come out.

Encender I like connection—when it’s not just physical, but emotional too. When someone sees me, really sees me… and wants to discover all the layers I keep hidden beneath my soft smile and sweet little voice. That’s when I really come alive

Apaga I don’t like when someone assumes they know me right away. Just because I look sweet and innocent doesn’t mean I’m naïve. I notice everything—the way you move, the way you talk to me, what you choose not to say. I pick up on energy quickly, and I can tell when someone isn’t being real with me. That’s a major turn-off.