Secure, insecure
I am a bold 21st century woman. I look in the mirror and I see strength and confidence and beauty in every line, every curve, every inch of my body. I know my worth, my power. I am comfortable in my sexuality and in my body. A fierce leopard aware and ready. I don’t sit back and let things happen, I take charge. I see what I want and I go for it - I make the first move. Not your timid hellos or empty flattery - a challenge. Come talk with me, I said. Let’s see if our weird matches, I teased. Challenge accepted! Bold, confident I show you me. I tell you what I want and you deliver. When I think about you, as I run my fingers over the memories of our last night together, a smile plays at my lips at the thought of your hands on my body. Your teeth. Your fingers. Sigh... the decadent silky feel of the blanket we cuddle under after. Seeing you fills me with happiness and pleasure. But still, I wonder. I wonder if you can see beneath the surface yet and what will happe