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http://mistressnahemah.blogspot.com
Some call Me conceited, some call Me proud. I simply call Myself "Woman", and let the boys figure the rest out.
I am married to a wonderful, loving man who is slowly, but surely learning what it takes to please Me. It has been a long, hard road to get to where we are, but it's been worth every mile.
I am not currently looking to take another boy as Mine. There are several men/boys here that I thoroughly enjoy spending time with, one that I have even grown to love. I will continue to be available for chatting with those I find worthy, but anything else at this point is out of the question.
I am a highly intelligent Woman with opinions that may make some cringe. Respect is a two-way street and I will reciprocate accordingly. Please do not send Me messages asking Me questions that I answer plainly in My profile. you will be ignored if you do.
I have a creative soul: painting, composing music and performance, poetry, and fine art are among some of My favorite things. But don't get Me wrong, I'm also just a level-headed, small town girl with a quick wit and a sarcastic sense of humor!
Below you will find some excerpts of literature that cover the topic of voluptuous women and their beauty. Read and enjoy!
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"…She was certainly a most beautiful woman, and she knew it. She looked as though she knew it,—but only after that fashion in which a woman ought to know it…Everybody knew that she was very clever and very beautiful,—but everybody also thought that she was very dangerous…She was conscious, perhaps too conscious, of her own beauty…She had melted, and become soft and womanly. In her softness she had been exquisitely beautiful…As she came forward she was gentle and soft in her movements, and a pleasant smile played round her mouth. Hetta, at the first moment, was almost dumbfounded by her beauty,—by that and by her ease and exquisite self-possession.”
Anthony Trollope, The Way We Live Now. (1875)
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“…It is impossible to imagine anything more perfect than the body of that Venus; nothing could be more harmonious or more voluptuous than her outlines…What struck me most of all was the exquisite truth of form, which might have led one to suppose that it had been moulded by nature herself, if nature ever produced such perfect specimens…Disdain, irony, cruelty, could be distinguished in that face which was, notwithstanding, of incredible beauty…‘If the model ever existed,’ I said to Monsieur de Peyrehorade, ‘and I doubt if Heaven ever produced such a woman, how I pity her lovers! She must have delighted in making them die of despair. There is something ferocious in her expression, and yet I have never seen anything so beautiful.’"
Prosper Mérimée, “The Venus of Ille.” (1837)
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“There, sit so, and tell me, for in truth now I desire praises—tell me, am I not beautiful? Nay, speak not so hastily; consider well the point; take me feature by feature, forgetting not my form…hast thou ever known a woman who in aught, ay, in one little portion of her beauty, in a curve of an eyelash even, or the modelling of a shell-like ear, is justified to hold a lamp before my loveliness? Now, my waist! Perchance thou thinkest it too large, but of a truth it is not so; it is this golden snake that is too large, and doth not bind it as it should. It is a wise snake, and knoweth that it is ill to tie in the waist.’”
H. Rider Haggard, She. (1887)
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