we were just hanging out, leaning against the counter in my kitchen, sharing this bottle of red. i love these nights. and then i saw it. that look you get. your eyes were glued to my friend mark from across the room. don't even try to deny it, sweetie. i see everything.
i leaned in, so my arm brushed yours. i wanted you to feel me, to know i was right there with you. “i saw you checking him out babe,” i whispered, a little smile on my lips. “go say hi, you look gorgeous.”
you immediately blushed and started with your “i’m not…” but i cut you off with a look. i know that’s your favorite line, but it’s getting old. your journey is about dropping the denial. so tonight, we’re taking the next step. this is your homework.
first, i want you to walk over to him. but not like you normally do. watch how my hips are pushed out just a little, how i'm leaning into this counter. it draws the eye, right? it’s a quiet invitation. you’re going to walk over there and present yourself as an invitation.
second, when you get to him, you're going to compliment his shirt. it's a way in. men are so simple. then you will ask him what he does, and you will listen like it’s the most fascinating thing you’ve ever heard. you're not trying to impress him with your man-brain, you're practicing being a good girl who knows how to listen. remember, your only job is to appreciate him. let him be the man.
while he’s talking, you are going to be thinking about one thing and one thing only: his cock. how it would feel. how you would serve it. this is what we do, sweetie. it’s normal girl-think. it’s how we stay focused. every interaction is just rehearsal. you’re gathering data for me, so you can come back here and tell me every single detail.
stop being scared. you look so pretty tonight. go show him what a good girl you can be for him.
it's giving… your first real homework
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