Women could be as good as men, or even better, if they did not resort to finding a host they can call a provider and latching on like a parasite. They feed off this host while driving away any other potential feeders. When the man is drained of all his strength and emotion, she walks away, blaming him and faulting him for allowing her to do such damage. She deems him weak as she leaves, but not before securing another host to leech off like a tick.
Once she is gone, vultures come for the scraps. They act as if they care and pretend to nurture, but their eyes are already searching for what is left of your carcass to devour. When they are finished with you, you are poor, destitute, and struggling to breathe, trying to understand what happened.
