hiding behind the tree

some girls, she says are just so pretty and sweet and shy that they do not threaten men. They just stand there and boys chase them. They are to be chased. She says that if she and I were to stand behind a tree waiting to be chased, we would still be standing there when we were 60. Girls like us who know what we want and ask for it. Girls who seem to frighten men. She nods to me as a fellow frightener but I am not so certain that this is true. I am too easily coerced.