Miss Additude

Miss Additude

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She is tall, pretty and deceiving . Her eyes dare you to come closer. Cooly she sits smoking Like she's got the whole lifetime to chill. Yeah sure she looks like she owns the joint.. Maybe she does...but maybe she's just confident. She gets up gracefully and slowly. Men respect her, women give way to her, they know she's got confidence. The rain outside does not dampen her slow but meaningful stride. Her stilettos eco on the cobbled ground.... She knows she is being followed... The guy thinks he's got her..easy prey... Just because she's a woman, she is dressed slightly inappropriatly and She's all alone.... Is she worried? Nah..the sucker does not know who he's dealing with.... He moves in on her....too late...she bet him to it.. She knows self defence and she is confident within herself. She looks down at the guy who still lying on the ground and defeated. "Looks can be deceiving..can't they?" With attitude and a teasing smile she walks off.
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