A blessing

To be pretty is a blessing and a sin.

You have the men who could be your father sizing you up, like you are food that could be eaten.

Then there are just the little too young, thinking how they could toy with you next

Then there are the foreign guys, who think they can just say sweet foreign things in your ear and you will fall head over heels for them.

The French seem to have their way with the somewhat romantic language, along with the Italians.

The Mexican think that they are all that. But really they are like the older men. They are just sizing you up like prey that can be swooped down and taken up.