Hello, ladies. I just wanted to chat for a bit. Nothing big or important but it would be nice if you could listen to me for a bit. Thank you. Now, look at this lovely image I found.
Take a moment and look at it, really look at it, take in the way the pink swirls round and round, turning before your eyes, pulling your eyes to the center.
Your eyes start at the ends, before dragging into the center. Over and over, until you’re stuck on the center, staring into the center, spiraling down and down and down as you find your eyes locked into that one spot.
Take a moment, stop, and stare. And I want you to count down from 10 as you stare, then up to 10, then back down from 10, over and over as you stare at the spiral. And you’ll do this 5 times each. Ten counts of ten. A total 100 seconds staring just at the center, letting your mind go for 100 seconds.
Now that your mind is a bit more foggy, much more gone, I want you to take in how pink the spiral is. And when you think pink and humans, the first thing that comes to your mind. Women. Females.
Soft, sweet, beautiful women. How good they feel, how nice they look, how soft they are… Think to parts of them, how nice and soft they are, how good they feel.
There’s another one, with women, but you can’t really think of it right now. It’s so hard to remember what goes with women. What the opposite is. It’s almost like it doesn’t exist.
No. All there is is soft, supple women. And forgetting all about that odd thing, you seem to think only about women. About pleasing women, about being good for women. There was a word for loving women as a women. They called it lesbian. But why give it a name when there’s nothing but women? It’s simply natural for you, a woman, to love women. It’s natural.
It’s natural because I, a woman, say it is.
And you wouldn’t say no to a woman, right?
Loving women as a woman is natural.
It's normal to be head over heels for women only.
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