There comes a point in any physical struggle between women, where the weaker of the two rivals begins to tire.
Where her offense lessens, and defense becomes her only goal.
Where her strikes become petulant and weak – irritating and delaying at best.
Where the fear in her eyes betray her new role as prey, and you as her hunter.
It is then that she knows that YOU are the better woman.
Then when you must prove that assessment to be true.Recommend0 recommendationsPublished in