Girls are pretty. Humans have evolved because we find the shapes, sounds, and scents that come from our flowers heavenly. Girls are sexy. Yes indeed. The whole world thinks so. Maybe the entire universe thinks so.
Her shapes have been rounded due to having been in orbit for millennia. Soft smooth lines that are plump and ripe. Let us praise our heavenly Goddess. To have the attention of a beautiful woman is bliss for anyone regardless of gender or other orientation. The world loves a beautiful woman.
The beautiful ladies make us blush. We fear they can read our thoughts. Beauty is intimidating.
Let me tell you a story: In high school we had a set of two sisters move into our neighborhood. A tough time for kids to move. The sisters were identical except one was brunette and one was blonde. They were the most stunning kind and friendly beauties you could ever hope for.
I remember us all falling all over our selves when ever we faced them. None of us could face so much beauty.
One of my nerdy buddies lived next door, so we all got to be friends, I mean, I was trying to be their friend, but I was too scared to make a move.
I was hanging out one time and I asked them what it’s like having to live life as one of the two most beautiful women alive. They laughed and looked at one another. They told me that no one had asked either of them to the prom that was over a week ago. I was in awe. We talked about it. I told them that they were so dang beautiful that everyone was intimidated and just couldn’t face asking them out. You two give most of us the feeling that you are so far out of our league.
They didn’t know. They didn’t know how beautiful they were. They thought I was nuts. I didn’t dare tell either of them that I wish I had been the one to ask ’em out, but I didn’t dare put myself out there. Those girls were way too beautiful, I couldn’t think or speak right.