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Sexy, Strong, and Powerful: The Flight of the Woman’s Wrestler

I wrote something called the Plight of the Diva when I had a Wordpress blog. Basically I said, in that time, women’s wrestling wasn’t getting much respect. (This was during the two to three minute matches that I watched.) They were treated like eye candy as well. Only a handful of them was decent in the ring. (See the likes of Candice Michelle and Melina in my adolescence, recently AJ Lee and Kaitlyn are some examples.)

Now the difference between then and now is... currently I’m 28. Then I was a hormone raging teenager which made me appreciate them for the wrong reasons, to be honest. Then, the WWF/E had Divas posing for Playboy, like Sable, the aforementioned Candice Michelle, Maria Kannellis, and the late Ashley Massaro. Now, the women of WWE have a whole new appreciation. They main evented a Wrestlemania... (we’re not going to mention how that went, though.) They had their own special event, Evolution. They had their first Royal Rumble, Hell in a Cell, and Elimination Chamber matches recently as well. And it all started with one hashtag that I admittedly did as well, because I was tired of it all: “Give Divas a Chance.” The women of WWE used to be objectified. Their moniker was “Sexy, strong, and powerful.” What’s crazy is... they still are. 

It’s amazing how for every Nikki and Brie Bella, there’s God’s Greatest Creation and her fierce cage fighting bestie. For every anti-Diva, there is a girl not like most. For every Queen, there is a Man waiting for her waiting. And The Queen of Harts will just have to feel... the... glow. And I didn’t even get to my personal favorite... an ass kicking Empress or her adorable pirate friend! Or a Boss Chick (who just happens to be Snoop Dogg’s cousin...) who knows she’s the best. Or her best friend, the now so not-so-innocent ex-hugger, who is strictly a role model now. And you can’t forget the Iconic ones! No one can! Of course, Mella IS money. Oh, yeah. Another thing: Let Nikki Play! Or her diminutive friend will get Blissed off. See what I did there? And with my girl Dana... you gotta have Flex appeal. Last, but certainly not least... you can’t forget the OG and the Monday night MILF. I’m not even counting NXT! Oh, yeah. There was a certain MMA fighter that was here too. Pretty damn hot.

One hashtag changed the world on women’s wrestling. I was there. They were “Sexy, strong, and powerful”, but I say they’re more than that. Little girls want to be them. Men want to be with them. They dropped the monikers, but they’re still powerful and sexy as they ever were. Right? 

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The Yellow Book Fantasies - The Cheerleader's Touch (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/9PRdo1tyc2 These are the sexual fantasies of a man named Chad Dupree. These fantasies are told by him.

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30 Poems in 30 Days, Day 30: If I Had It My Way

I'm going to keep it real... I want you If I had it my way I would kiss you right now Put you up against the wall Whisper in your ears As I make my way down Your milky curvaceous body I Want to kiss your neck I want to feel your warm breath on my body I want to hear you I fantasize about your delicious Double D's And that beauty between your legs down South In my mouth Every day I don't want to necessarily "fuck" you The word "fuck" is too strong Too primal If I had it my way, we would be making sweet, sweet love And you'd be riding it like a Cowgirl But, nope... That's never going to happen, is it?

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30 Poems in 30 Days, Day 29: Angels and Demons

I am right here But you don’t see me Don’t call me a stalker You have plenty of them Instagram Twitter Snapchat Facebook All of that Think about it Glorified stalkers You love that, don’t you? Think of me as a guardian Watching you Strip down To your bare Nakedness

Look at you Angelic Beautiful Thinking you’re so good But when you strip down to it It’s just a facade Look at you In the mirror Bare Naked With every beautiful flaw showing For me to see You think you’re alone But you don’t see me... Your guardian angel

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30 Poems in 30 Days, Day 28: Your Skin

Your skin Glowing in the night sky Glistening after showers In the natural state, your skin turns heads We're kissed by the sun Your skin is one of a kind Your skin is one of queens Who deserves the finest Who deserves a true king Not a poser But... It's never too late God took his time making you God took his time making me Our skin is unique And is one of royalty So, my Queen, don't be taken aback But there is no such thing as “too black”

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30 Poems in 30 Days, Day 27: Dirty Dorothy

There once was a woman named Dorothy

Who went on a mass flashing spree

Believe it or not, she’s now nicknamed “Dirty”

When she flashes men, who were oh so thirsty

Her call sign? “Hey, you wanna see my goodies?”

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30 Poems in 30 Days, Day 26: Perversion

I think I might be perverted after all... I questioned myself so much, I recalled I thought I wasn't that bad I mean, it's not like I made girls mad... Oh wait... There was that time where I copped a feel It’s difficult to keep my hands concealed

But come on, it’s hard

(No pun intended...)

I remember a few times where... I got caught watching a few breasts bounce They even called me out on it Saying: "Damn, you a freak!" I shrugged, half proud, smiling While sneaking a peak at their booty meat When they bent over That was my chance To at least take a glance What do you expect? Some knew Some didn't I'm guilty Ok, I'm guilty, damn it! I admit it.

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30 Poems in 30 Days: Day 25, The Cheerleader

It all started the day before freshman year

I was 14 and nervous

I was watching the band perform

When at that moment, I saw her

There was something about her

And that smile

And that cheerleading uniform

That made me just feel warm

It was the very first time I wanted to look under there

What sweetness was she hiding?

When school started, I learned she lived closer than expected

Almost “Girl next door”, literally unexpected

I didn’t try to stalk, honest

But to be real, the way I looked at her

Like turned to lust

As I stared at her most beautiful bust

End of the year came

I was gutsy

I watched her

Making my own little fantasy

I peeked at her polka dotted underwear

Knowing the consequences that beware

I stared at her athletic derriere

I looked at her perky breasts as they hopped

Through a translucent crop top

I lurked

But not actually a pervert

Finally, I wrote to her

I said she was sexy

I wanted her

She knew it

The answer?

There was none.

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30 Poems in 30 Days, Day 24: Your Ass

Oh, your ass So beautiful Oh, your ass I just want to touch it Caress it Mmm, your ass It’s so juicy

So delicious I could just... What? You got a man? Hold up I ain't thinking about him.

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30 Poems in 30 Days, Day 23: Her Red Lips (Haiku)

Her red sexy lips

Fuck your boyfriend, I want you

As I watch her gloss

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30 Poems in 30 Days, Day 22: S.P.A.N.K.

She said, "I've been a bad girl..." Pussy peeking out just right Ass perfectly bent over his knee Naughty look in her eyes Knowing what was in her future, she said: "Spank me, Daddy."

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30 Poems in 30 Days, Day 21: I Want You

I want you I want you to say my name As I enter you aggressively You moan repressively As I shush you I want you I want you to call me daddy As I smack your juicy ass You gasp As your wet treasure makes a splash I want you To look back at me Take that dick While you get your fix While my stick makes you get hooked like phonics I want you To take me As I touch your beautiful face You get ready to brace As you consume me like a buffet

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30 Poems in 30 Days, Day 20: Hungry

He wants her She's waiting On all fours He looked at her booty She said "It's all yours" He was hungry like a wolf For her tight hole Was he getting second thoughts? Hell no he was not He was waiting for this moment For a long time She looked so damn hot Her ass was so taut Look at her With a smack on the butt He entered His thrusts were measured Her moans were answered With... SMACK. After... SMACK. After... SMACK. Until... His hunger was finally answered.

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30 Poems in 30 Days, Day 19: The Early Bloomer

The boy was sitting there

On the sidewalk

He had no recess

Being punished by association

He had just been scolded

But that’s ok, he thought

He looked down dejectedly

Trying to entertain himself repeatedly

When all of a sudden, he looks up

And without even knowing it

A new part and chapter has struck...

She was smiling and running...

The boys were staring...

The girl’s breasts were jumping as she were running

The boys had looks of perversion

One had a look of observance

She was short

She had a big pretty smile

Smiled almost every day

At least, in the boy’s mind

That image will never ever stray

He was scrawny

He was shy

Had a nerdy look

He didn’t talk to girls then

But damn, did he intend to

Years later, they saw each other in high school

She remembered him

He remembered her

The early bloomer had bloomed evenly into a woman

While he had bloomed into a taller man with a beard

To her, he was still that shy nerdy boy

To him, she was the early bloomer

But that’s ok, he thought.

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30 Poems in 30 Days, Day 18: Amber

I asked her

In our many conversations about nothing

I looked at her dark skin

Big lips

And her pretty mouth on Facetime

And asked, curiously:

“What do you get complimented on the most?”

I saw her shirt open

Her beautiful breasts were teasing me

She said:

“My ass.”

My mind wondered.

“Really?”

Did I do that?

I probably did

Guilty

But I also said this:

“Does anybody say how beautiful your lips are?”

She said:

“Yeah. I hate it.”

I hated that answer.

Amber

You’re black

Amber

You’re special

They will try to replicate

But you will never be duplicated

You are beautiful.

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30 Poems in 30 Days, Day 17: Shasta’s Limerick

I once met an older girl named Shasta

All the boys in there wanted to holla

Now, Shasta was curvaceous and affectional to them

But she said she was bisexual to them...

They said, smiling: “We gotta situation, huh, Shasta?”