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What Makes a Woman Sexy?
The myth of the irresistible female
She has the hair. It’s cascading down onto her shoulders like a waterfall of femaleness. Shiny and lustrous is the myth of the female.
The curves.
They are dangerous and inviting. You could crash on those curves, but oh what an exhilarating ride they would give!
The way she moves.
Men don’t know how to move. But the female floats through space. She glides. She’s in tune with the air, in harmony with her environment, dancing and gliding through it so lightly. The myth of the female is weightless.
The scent of the female. If you get close enough you will detect it. Sweet soap and perfume. Flowers and musks. Intoxicating. Inhale the female and feel the buzz.
The colors of the female. The summer colors, the fall. The clothes that adorn her. Hiding her flesh, and revealing her flesh. Covering her body, and gift wrapping her body. Keeping her warm, and chilling your heart. The female is ascending — away from you, up, up away on those heels that frame her goddess feet in that Italian leather magic.
The face of the female, painted, but not painted. Da Vinci earlier in the day appeared in her bedroom and made it a masterpiece, not with oil, but L’Oreal. Her lips a red that…
