‘… and that’s when it fell off in my hand.’

‘… and that’s when it fell off in my hand.’

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11.20 a.m.
This is my fabulous life: the Sex God left for Whakatane last month and he has taken my heart with him.
11.25 a.m.
Not literally of course otherwise there would be a big hole in my nunga-nungas.
11.28 a.m.
And also I would be dead. Which quite frankly would be a blessing in disguise.
12.00 p.m.
It is soooo boring being brokenhearted…

…but Georgia doesn't remain brokenhearted for long: frequent snogging extravaganzas with old flame, Dave the Laugh, and the arrival of jelloid-knee-inducing Italian Stallion, Masimo, mean Georgia has her work cut out to be the composed sex-kitten that she aspires to be.

Follow Georgia's hilarious antics as she desperately muddles her way through teenage life and all that it entails: make-up disasters, rapidly expanding nunga-nungas, school – urgh, unsympathetic friends, highly embarrassing family (and pets) and, of course, BOYS.

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