One Girl's Story (Day 1)

She had been in parades like this one. She knew these men. They with the piercing eyes and luscious, masculine lips. They who literally have you at hello. They can sweep you off your feet with an incredible combination of finesse and speed you'd end up wondering what the hell happened, as you dust yourself off after the fall. She smiled bitterly to herself. Yes, she knew men like these. They're like junk food--filling, tasty, and amusing for a time, but lacking in substance. She's a woman who knows what she wants. She wants substance. She wants him.