Why... are many of us womes so self-destructive? When we meet a man that obviously will do nothing but break our heart - what do we do? Shrug our shoulders and turn our backs? Oh no. We place a bait. We want the beast to find us and then to fall into our trap.
Little red Riding hood thinks, that if she shows the black wolf that she trusts him - then HE will trust HER too... maybe confide in her... And then she can help him get rid of his darkness, and become the happy loving pet she is sure he truly is.
Well, mark my words. He may lick your hand - but he will never wag his tail.
The one who plays with the wolf - must prepare to be eaten in the end.
