My fantasy isn't about grand escapades or elaborate games. It's simpler, more intimate. I imagine a night where time doesn't exist, where we're cocooned in a world of our own making. Just the two of us, with the lights dimmed low, sharing secrets through
Milly, the minx with a PhD in cheekiness, has a laugh that could make a nun blush. She's the kind of woman who can turn a simple wink into a national security threat. With her mischievous grin and eyes that scream 'I know something you don't,' Milly is the queen of playful trouble. Beware, for she might just steal your heart... or at least your last cookie!