YOUR HOUSE, YOUR RULES!

Be what and who you really are. Hiding your nature only leads to danger. The more you know about yourself, the better you can sell yourself to the world.

Don’t be ashamed of your nature, baby, but don’t give it away to every guy that asks for a little either. As a modern woman, you still need to guard your virtue and protect your reputation to seamlessly blend into societal constraints. We are all human beings, and we all have our own unique physical, spiritual, and emotional needs. Sometimes we just need to talk with someone of the opposite sex, simply to validate our value to the social order as a whole. Sometimes we merely need the touch of an intimate hand to satiate our innate physical desires. Are you more physical and less emotional? It is okay to “Express Yourself”, to some degree! Are you looking for true love? Let every guy you meet know this, in no uncertain terms. Are you simply hungry for a midnight snack? Check the menu, and order what you want and need. Guys are not as fickle or shallow as you might have been told. Some guys want forever, but still others just want right now! If you endeavor to be successful in your quest for love, you must keep your social doors and windows open. You never know who might wander inside. Your house (your body); your rules! You say who comes and who goes! So, what’s it gonna be, “Pain or pleasure?” Or maybe a little bit of both? Love hurts, but loneliness kills!”

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