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Krystal

Power

For men, it has traditionally resided in there in arm and their wallets. For women, of course it’s in our tits and our ass. I use to run from this. I used to want to be appreciated for my mind, my talent, my experience, and my integrity. I use to want to be appreciated the same way a man is appreciated. I wanted my colleagues and my clients to notice and be wowed by how hard I was working how fast I was thinking, how articulately I was expressing an idea. And I wanted them to know how good I was at my job. I used to want to be one of the boys. I’ve finally come around to a realization that everybody I work with apparently had already accepted and been living with:
I am not “one of the boys“!
I have an hour glass figure to beat the band. I can suck a golf ball through a hundred yards of garden hose. I can fuck a man so good he won’t remember his own name for two days afterwards. I’m hot, I’m sassy and I know what men want from me. I know what they want in spite of themselves, in spite of integrity, in spite of what they know is right. And I know that how I give it and how I hold it back….. It’s Power!