A story about a tall powerful woman that never found a strong secure man to make her feel her feminity .
That's what made her believe that she don't need any men and this is how her life is supposed to be. It's supposed to be juqt about being a strong independent woman but little does she know.
It's the big night of the ballet. She feels anxious going out in front of the big crowd with her new unknown man. She has a reputation of being a high class woman but also a powerful woman that don't need any man. She feels hesitant about going to the ballet with her new lover. She even thinks about her height being higher than him which makes her look at her new expensive heels with an intent of not wearing them but then again she felt disgust towards him for making her hesitant about what she wears . She walks towards the glass table ready to drink some much needed liquor to get her through the night when she notices a letter with the name of her new man on it. She opens the letter and reads the massage sent by her lover:
"Even though you're taller than me
I want you to keep them preety high heels
Darling... No worries no fears
You'll feel very feminine later tonight on your knees.
And.. I'm looking down at you, you're looking up to me
I will make you feel what you deserve to feel. "
That's when she remembers that the man she's with is truly not like other men.
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