femme fatale/damaged females

i'm reading karl's short stories and novellas and he said that often when they workshop his stuff, they tell him that he treats his female characters with so much machismo.

between beautiful werebitches that attract too many rapists, beautiful faeries who seduce fiesta revelers for prey, kind aswangs who free photographers after drinking half his blood, digital-biotechnically enhanced models who sleep too much after sex, dildo-fucking lesbians who bring their lovers back from the dead, beautiful broadcast journalists who seduce sources for info, sexy drug dealers who cut customers' stash too pure, catholic schoolgirls who choke to death on semen in a six-way, and lots of incest and abuse for damage, i like his female characters.

in a household of 4 (formerly 5) girls and one man, an exlusive girl's school and a college dominated by women, i seem to lack some feminism in me (the rah-rah-radical kind i don't like, i mean). precisely because of this environment, i never felt deprived of power. i mean, men, how can you NOT listen to a woman and take her seriously if they outnumber you, right? should you choose to disregard us, you should fear for your life. really. women abuse men more than we admit. blackmail with tears or sex? easy! girls: don't tell me you never even tried this ONCE on a man. it's only fair they have advantages in SOME aspects.

equal rights, schmequal rights. the truth is, i like being looked at as a sex object. i like surprising them with wit, intellect, and VIRTUE, even. and as far as being a sex kitten, the only thing right they got was that i'm open-minded. and yes, a tad perverse.

whether virgin, vixen or virago, i can have the upper hand if i want to.