"This is a man's world but it would be nothing without a woman."

There is nothing like a man being bigger than you are. There is something so raw and safe about it, something so right, something to meaningful. To be a man’s little precious lady, to be a man’s light in the dark, to mean something to a beast. To have somebody hold your delicate hand or lay their rigid palm on your soft stomach, to feel… fragile and exposed to one man and allow him the ability to do anything to you and have him only lightly stroke your cheek. A real man, a real man can be twice your size and never even think about hurting you… not even a pinch. A real man would never ever hit a woman, never threaten to hit a woman or ever downsize a woman’s role in life. A real man can lower his guard for you because he is capable of a connection and there is something so beautiful about that. Something so amazing, beautiful and breathtaking about a strong individual allowing you the site of nurture and stability. To be a man’s crutch, a man who is obligated to control, be in power and rule, to stare into the eyes of a monster and tell him that everything is going to be alright. There is something so raw and safe about it, something so right, something so so very meaningful.