So often you hear, "never underestimate the power of a woman". But what's often left out, is that you should never underestimate the power of a woman's...hands. Their strength and power often go unnoticed. I am so proud of my grip power. My bare handed grip power. I even drool on them, making them slippery and wet, just to prove how much raw power I possess. I love the way an orange fits right in the palm of my hand. The way it's tough skin feels so vulnerable against my grip. I could easily crush it with one quick crush, but I take my time, enjoying how the skin slowly submits to my hand ...

So often you hear, "never underestimate the power of a woman". But what's often left out, is that you should never underestimate the power of a woman's...hands. Their strength and power often go unnoticed. I am so proud of my grip power. My bare handed grip power. I even drool on them, making them slippery and wet, just to prove how much raw power I possess. I love the way an orange fits right in the palm of my hand. The way it's tough skin feels so vulnerable against my grip. I could easily crush it with one quick crush, but I take my time, enjoying how the skin slowly submits to my hand power. I squeeze all the juice out of one, tasting its sweetness. Then, using my left hand, my non dominant hand, to demonstrate it's equally as strong. The skin breaks and snaps and slides in between my fingers. But now that my hands are super slick and slippery, I prove yet once more, my strong grip. I take a large pickle and burst it. You hear it pop and explode, squishing and cracking it right open. I have to get a taste of every food I crush. My palm power...is off the charts.