the good hearted slut

She puts her body out there for reasons of her own. While she waits for Mr Right to come along.  Her heart and brain closed off to the traffic beating it’s way to her loins.  They might as well be fapping, for all the attention they get from her.

She worries about things like the state of the world and the women in it, while they take their time visiting her body, like it’s a shrine. It might as well be, stone cold pillar to sexuality, instead of the woman she wants to be in a man’s arms.

Until she sees the flash of intelligence in his eyes, then she’s all game for something more romantic and whole-hearted. And no one would ever see the two are the same woman. Each got what they needed from her. Why would they bother with her for more?

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