Would You

'Would you...?'

'Look the part to play the part....'

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5' 4...dreaded, and to be dreaded....bookish, be-spectacled—damn near owlish....so much so that you might miss the way her tits spoke to you no matter how much she attempted to 'silence' them ....that you might miss the way her skirt gathered at the flatness of her tum, then fell away from her no-waist over hips that the fullest of pleats could not hide....or the way that any pair of pants did the nasti with her—without her permission—without her second thought—cupping that ass...creasing in the crease of her crease....presenting the perpetual 'camel-toe'....she tried hard not to notice....not to have you notice....it wouldn't do well to have her cover made—for it to be revealed that she was a Sexual Terrorist—wouldn't do well at all....

Broad, broad features nestled in a much too narrow face—broad brow and brows; wide nose and full thick, luscious lips, above a slightly squared-off chin, high, high cheek-bones, all set in a rich, deep mahogany, framed by a cascade of coppered locks....Owled, and sometimes lost in those thick frames....

'Camel-toe'...how fitting for this afrocentric wall-flower wannabe....Sometimes she was betrayed—betrayed herself—by the tightness of the peplum or the pagne beneath the grande boubou....sometimes she was totally undone by the 'training' she had received under the guidance of West African women who taught her that traditional garb was best exoticized by the 'talon'—and the higher the stiletto, the better—that an ass could not only move from side to side, but could be trained to rise up and down with each magnificent stride....that the brighter the bra, the better, underneath the gauze of her tops....she had been prepared for him....the glasses, the books, the intellectual aire—just a disguise—a disguise for her freakishness....or the supercharger of it all....

And just who was he? Non-descript at best... 'nerdish,' possibly....perfect match if you weren't paying attention...then altogether too perfect if you were....