Once upon a time there was a lonely little boy, and a lonely little girl. They grew up into a strong, intense man and a determined, loyal woman. They met and fell in love.
The boy told the girl how he had spent time with a fiery dragon because he didn’t think a sexy woman would ever want him. The girl loved him and wanted so badly to be that sexy woman for him. She wanted to give him her body, though she knew it wasn’t perfect, and hold him and help him see the wonderful man he had become. So she let him change her mind about boundaries she thought were important.
They got married and did not live happily ever after.
The boy could never quite see the man he had become. Because he still thought he was worthless, he concluded that no one who loved him could be much good either. So he decided the girl was not a sexy woman and went looking for more. He went back to the dragon.
She knew this and fought as hard as she could to compete. But it was a losing battle. This dragon cannot be slain by a woman.
And the boy did terrible things.
And broke the girl’s heart.
But after he broke her heart she saw the hurting little boy again.
She still wants to hold him. She still wants to be his sexy woman. But the dragon’s scales are too strong, its fiery breath too scalding, for her to even get near him. He will have to fight the dragon himself, and this time (for he had fought it before), fight it to the death, burn it, and sprinkle its ashes into the river.
While he learns to fight the dragon she will have to learn to be something besides a dragon fighter. Something she was meant to be. And when they can be together again, he’ll get to find out what that is.
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