Cambria Case
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My friend called one day and invited me to her home to meet a female who wanted to get acquainted. She wouldnt elaborate on the phone who wanted to see me. Normally I dont meet someone on a moments notice, especially a female. However, I took a chance. When I met her I immediately fell in love. I was introduced to a blue eyed creature with short brown hair. She was beautiful. I sat on the sofa in the living room and watched as she sat on the edge of the coffee table playing with a black and white kitten. She acted as if I wasnt there for most of the evening and I was beginning to sense maybe she wasnt interested in me. But as I got up to go home, Cambria walked over and sat down in front of me and with a smile said, “Lets get acquainted, I like you.”
I was taken aback with her forwardness. She didnt play brain games, she was completely honest. That night, Cambria came to live with me. She wanted to share her life with me that day, long ago. It hasnt be easy having a female of such strong will living with you. I would like to share what it is like.
As I said she has blue eyes and a sweet voice. She is intensely graceful, her body grown to be lithe and muscular by working out daily. She is a solitary being, preferring to only have a select few people as companions and has a disdain of crowds. Though none of her family knew it, she had the weakness for a gentle touch that all females do, and the capacity to be very affectionate to those who she trusted. But since people of that nature were extremely few in number, Cambria would hide those vulnerabilities behind anger, a bluff with a show of hostility to hide a wound. She will tell me if something is not to her liking.
One day she looked at me with her pretty blue eyes and remarked, “You are slow in meeting my needs.” Surprised, I remarked, “You could your own meals and wouldnt have to wait on me.” This was not what she wanted to hear. She turned and slowly walked away with an air of displeasure. Later that evening, she walked in the living room and softly said, “It would please me if you would tell me how pretty I am from time to time.” I couldnt tell if she was honest with me. I asked her was I was the only one she loved. She only stared at me. She said she wouldnt reveal her relationships with other males.
However, I understood she was wired differently than other females and her instincts served her well. She understood what drove men. She could comprehend the complexities and inconsistencies that made up mens nature and caused them to act the way they did. She understood the human views of pride and honor that would keep a man in