It surprises me every time.
I am pretty strong, have been an athlete, mostly a ski racer. Man you wouldn’t believe the muscles in my legs. Still don’t have an ass though… I am not real girlie either. I mean, sure I like nice close and I do wear make-up. Yet when I am at the mountain I really don’t shower. I don’t put the make-up on. I love to piss outside. My fantasies are all in terms of cave-people. When I flirt, inexplicably, my language becomes rough. I even sit like a dude when I want to attract one.
I am still a girl though. I will never be as strong as a boy. Never. It just amazes me that I really don’t have much of a defense over a guy. Oh sure, the little ones, I could crush, but I am five feet tall and my powers are useless over that six foot tall football player.
I have realized this situation in more than one instance. I have never been threatened, but I have been tickled. It makes me laugh, sometimes it makes my knee fly into the assailant’s nose, once when I was little, it made me pee. The fact is, though, I cannot get away.
I am a girl.
A lot of girls don’t like me. They don’t understand my anti-feminist ways. It is my beleief that girls are girls and boys are boys. They have never been equal and they never will be. They shouldn’t be. I have my strengths and I know that boys do too. Yes I am rough at times, I do sports, hell, I do what I want, I know that there are things that girls just should not do.