You meet her at an equestrian event for a dressage competition. You've heard of her but finally you get a chance to meet her. She has exceptional control of her horse. It's your turn and you turned out your personal best. But now the judges have ruled and expectedly, she wins, and you think she deserved it and you express your admiration for her at the banquet table in a lineup.
She turns to you and looks you in the eyes, a kind of long seductive look. You see her gazing at your mouth, then your neck, then your hair. She says, "but here's my little secret.... she looks down at her bicep and flexes". Quite the bicep, not one you're likely to see on any other girl. "I'm all woman now", she says, "don't worry. I won this fair and square."
Do you lodge a complaint to the judges?
She turns to you and looks you in the eyes, a kind of long seductive look. You see her gazing at your mouth, then your neck, then your hair. She says, "but here's my little secret.... she looks down at her bicep and flexes". Quite the bicep, not one you're likely to see on any other girl. "I'm all woman now", she says, "don't worry. I won this fair and square."
Do you lodge a complaint to the judges?
