I’ve always been athletic and strong but still feminine and took care of the way I look. So all my life I’d have men challenging my strength and abilities. One of my favorite types of challenges is arm wrestling. It’s fun to be close to someone as they struggle; seeing the way their brow creases and their forehead wrinkles while they strain to pin my arm down. I love teasing about how weak my opponent is; yawning and taunting that I’m bored. I like to let them think they’re winning but really, we both know who’s superior in strength: Me! My biceps flexing and becoming more defined when I push their arm down. I love when I beat them and they hang their head in defeat. The Amazon Goddess wins again.