RED BOTTOM HEELS

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I look at her without jealousy but admiration as I watch her from afar, how she her head high and proud like she was a superstar. She commanded the room from the moment she walked in because she was dressed to kill, from her flawless makeup all the way down to her red bottom heels. I could see all the men around wanted to approach her to find out what was her deal? But she seemed oblivious to their glances as she crossed her legs and bounced one single heel. She had legs like Greek coulums that lead to her heavenly gates, a few men asked her to dance but she was declined to make them wait. I could almost hear the minds of the men clicking as they wondered how her skin would feel, or how good she would look coming to bed with nothing on but those sexyheels. When she did dance her moves were provocative but not overboard like a woman who didn’t know her worth, she had the vibe of being mysterious to make a man wonder what was underneath her skirt. She sat down and picked up her glass and put it up to her MAC glossed lips. That had every man in the room sighing when she batted her eyelashes and took a healthy sip. She got up to leave and grabbed her purse with little to no fan fair and because no man in the room was able to get her attention all they could was stare. Just because I admired her doesn’t mean my belief in my own sexiness stops. The girl was bangin’ from head to toe and I had to give her props. I don’t usually copy another woman’s fashion but this is one I just had to steal, I’m going to the mall tomorrow to purchase my own pair of red bottom heels.