Scarred................

    Blessing Kalu was no fragile beauty. She was 5"8, with an ample bosom and wide hips. The entire package had a knockout effect. She was really beautiful. She was big, but not flabby. She was what could only be referred to as sexy and succulent. She was big, bold and beautiful but what really made her irresistible was her confidence. She knew she had beauty and brains. She had the presence that turned men into blabbing fools, tripping over their own tongues. She was sick and tired of men being reduced to idiots in their attempts to impress her, simply because she smiled at them.
    But what was even more annoying was that the one man she wanted to affect that way remained stoic and unmoving even when she turned on the charm to the max. Her pride demanded he was affected as a balm to her hurt ego that many years ago.
     She walked into the restaurant where she was to meet Melvin in......... 13 minutes ago. Oh, it was deliberate. She had briefly toyed with the idea of coming 30 minutes late, but quickly discarded the idea. She had settled for 15 minutes instead.
      She had tried on different outfits; the evening dress was too sexy, the suit gave off the air of power and while she wanted to reduce him to a puddle of need, she didn't want it to be so obvious. She had finally settled on her favourite pair of jeans and a nice top. Yes, finally, casual but beautiful. She knew he wanted to propose a deal but she wanted to pretend she thought this was a casual meeting.
    She walked in, looked around and spotted him. She began walking towards him. He must have sensed her approach because she saw him look up, scan her face, her outfit, her sandal clad feet and back up her face, as if searching her eyes, trying to read her thoughts. She smiled. This was what she wanted. For him to fall for her so badly then hurt him so bad by making jest of his love, and make him feel like dirt just as he did to her all those years ago.
    She had reached the table. He rose.
    "Hello, Melvin"............