Aw, God love ya!
My ol' pa lived about as rough and gutsy a life (commercial fishing) as there is. Fear takes a back seat most of the time with those kinds of guys. Thank God it does in all brave men. But my mom ... he loved my mom fer sher, but she was the only thing I can think of that scared him!
No joke. I have seen my share of bar ceilings (from the floor’s perspective) by some big drunk farmboy/lumberjacks. None of them ever made me think twice about getting up.
She hit harder. You learn ;)
Actually I should explain it for those either sane or unfortunate enough, depending on one’s perspective.
As a man, you would literally have to put a full-scale man level beating on a woman half your size as you would on a full frown man to shut down a pissed off redhead, And MOST of them could absorb that beating equally to a man twice their physical size.
So you learn to say “Yes my Queen” alot.