Why would people say this woman is fickle?
Well, you can’t shake her, and you can’t touch her, but she will speak openly about her sexual preferences. She will keep you at a respectable distance and excite you to insanity. Meanwhile she will not be aroused and she will retreat in the moment she realizes you are treating her as a sexual target.
Yet, she’s the nearest thing to heaven, which you have experienced.
Tell me how she can love to death, and still flirt with the postman?
Pure and innocent. Hard and rough. Listening to pop-folk and opera in the same day. A lover and a hater, good and bad, and taking it all for normal. She loves your virtues and vices, she loves the round shape of your belly and on top of it she will feed you chocolate muffins. She loves to delight in food together with you, but she has some apprehensions about using food in sexual games. Poor carrots.
She will watch your funniest face for hours and repeat: “Goodness, you are perfect! You are the best, the most attractive, the most virile man there is!”
Sometimes you wish to fly with her, sometimes you wish to break her with passion. Your desire she obeys, your passion she ignites and your loving she reflects.
She’s the most attractive among the stalkers.
And it feels so good – falling into her!
Lady Fickle is my personal brand.
It's my emotional encyclopedia.
It could be Bridget Jones's Bible.
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