Hello, ladies. The name's Rain "Fireball" Maverick. You can call me "Fireball", for my passion and virility are a blazing torrent, Sun-like in their all-encompassing radiance and heat. But as the cliche goes, don't play with fire if you don't want to get burnt. I'm a high-energy kinda guy, but I'm totally in control at the same time. I'm like a shower tap: give it a little pressure and you'll be enfolded in a warm, wet embrace, but turn me on too hard and next thing you know, you'll be shrieking like a lobster being boiled alive in its carapace.
If you think you're up to stoking the furnace of my heart, then by all means, drop me a message. I don't discriminate based on age, race, or social status - hell, I've got money up to my ears, with no shortage in sight. I can take care of you baby, all I need is for you to take care of me... emotionally. And physically.
Note: you should also be able to do all the chores for me while I devote myself to more worthwhile pursuits (read: arguing with people on the internet). This means cooking, cleaning, and bathing me on a regular basis.