Julia (a character introduction)
A woman is like a puzzle, only the picture is in her head instead of on some box top where it can be seen. She alone knows what it should look like and it’s up to you to try and slowly unravel it- piece by piece. The hardest thing to figure is the first kiss.
For some this is easy and it’s given over without hesitation, before even names are shared, it comes; wet, sloppy, and lifeless. It’s happened too many times to make this kiss any more extraordinary and the only purpose it serves is too keep the guy enthralled because he is sure to get more of something later if he just keeps talking.
Other women understand that it is simply part of the first date goodnight rites. Their lips pucker and wait for the meeting. With a little prying the lips will part if it was a good night and the tongue says hello.
But it’s over as quickly as it started.
Then there is the one that wants to get to know you. The one that thinks "who you are" actually maters. This is Julia. She moves in slow and soft with her whole body and then darts away like a phantom. She lets you know she wants more with her eyes but would never provide the opportunity. It’s a game of how long will you wait for me. Or how badly do you want it? Can you guess my rules?
For some this is easy and it’s given over without hesitation, before even names are shared, it comes; wet, sloppy, and lifeless. It’s happened too many times to make this kiss any more extraordinary and the only purpose it serves is too keep the guy enthralled because he is sure to get more of something later if he just keeps talking.
Other women understand that it is simply part of the first date goodnight rites. Their lips pucker and wait for the meeting. With a little prying the lips will part if it was a good night and the tongue says hello.
But it’s over as quickly as it started.
Then there is the one that wants to get to know you. The one that thinks "who you are" actually maters. This is Julia. She moves in slow and soft with her whole body and then darts away like a phantom. She lets you know she wants more with her eyes but would never provide the opportunity. It’s a game of how long will you wait for me. Or how badly do you want it? Can you guess my rules?
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