He say, he love the way I lick my lips, the movement of my hips, I am a seductive woman. My eyes reveal it all, my mouth never have to talk, I am a seductive woman. I have him under my demand, his body reacts to my command, I am a seductive woman. My family and friends say, "It's just lust, some other woman have his love. You and your seductive ways, lose to a woman who have more to offer him. You're just his dirty little freak. You say you want a ring, why are you so easy? Oh right, you are a seductive woman. You think you can keep a man with what's between your leg? He only think of you with his second head. He have a full course meal, you're just the appetizers in between. My poor seductive woman. I think you need to come up with a game plan, aren't you tired of playing the seductive woman?" Damn maybe my family is right. Reality starting to sink in. I'm playing a game, losing to a woman of substance in the end. Every time he calls, he asking what you wearing and how he want to feel me. No real conversation, no cuddling and dating just thirty minutes then he is up, zipping his pants, no hearing from him again until the next time his second head want to be rode. The life of a seductive woman.