I know you see her. That well endowed woman in a short, walking down the beach her kaftan being blown by the wind behind her. She’s walking to the tune of the sounds of the ocean waves and her reflection against the rising sun, gorgeous.
‘Isn’t she lovely, isn’t she wonderful.’ You sing to yourself as she walks by.
“I would love a woman like you.”
She smiles at you politely hoping you’ll leave her to her peace.
“Are you here alone?”
“Nope, I’m here with my husband,” she says even though she is there all by herself.
Why do you always ask this? To gauge how far you can push or what? To her, that statement sounds predatory. So what if she’s here alone? Do you want her to invite you to spend time with her? Why you?
“I want a woman with a big body like yours.”
She finds this so uncomfortable. You have already sexualized her when all she was doing was just walk on the beach taking in the beach air. Now she feels unsafe and the sunrise she was beautifully watching now has some true crimes scenes.
‘A woman was found dead at the beach. It was determined that she was raped and strangled’
Her overthinking mind is now on overdrive so she decides to sit down.
“I just want to sit here by myself watching the sunrise as I listen to the waves.”
This is her only resort to get you to let her be. To let her enjoy the quiet beach she woke up early for. This was her alone time and she intends to salvage it. It worked and off you went looking to disturb another woman’s morning.
Is it hard to let them be? To just watch her walk by and to fight your temptation to go talk to her?
Dear beach boy, I know you like what you see and you want her. But before you go walk to her ask yourself this question.
“Can I afford to maintain her?”
