During the days of my
mothers and grandmothers,
virginity was the pride of
every young maiden. A
priceless gift they present to
their long-awaiting hubby on the
night of their wedding.
Those days, couples looked
forward to their honey moon
with so much anticipation.
Because for the bride
(sometimes the groom too), it’s a
new beginning of their sex lives.
All the things they’ve heard in
whispers would be totally put
into practice. Wow! I could
imagine how she would feel as
she spread her innocent legs
wide and watched the Almighty
Anaconda slowl and ticklish
penetrated her cubicle, breaking
the gate that has been shielding
it and then welcomes her into
the ever-exciting world of sexual
ecstasy.
But could the same be said of
our contemporary society?
Impatience and moral decadence
has really stolen the virginity
pride from us. Girls wouldn’t
want to be told about sex, they
want to experiment it
themselves. While men of
nowadays would do anything to
lure even under-aged girls to
their bed.
I was indeed very surprised
when a 13-year-old JSS 2 student
sent me a text asking if she is old
enough to indulge in sexual acts.
I asked why she wants to make
sex her priority in life instead of
her education - the same act she
would start running away from
in due time - so why on earth
must she rush into it at that
tender age?
I also remember those days,
when men get frustrated in their
attempt to see a lady’s cleavage.
The women made sure they
wore clothes that cover up every
vital part of her body.
Lost by the beauty of her eyes,
heart, character and other little
places they manage to see
through, they would crave to
have her for keeps, so as to have
the opportunity of seeing all her
endowments in full the moments
she becomes his wife. The eager
husband-to-be would be so
eager to unveil his bride and
devour all she has been hiding.
His impatience would make him
agree to all terms and conditions.
It is totally a different ball game
now. In reality women don’t
wear panties; instead they tie
coloured ropes round their
waist.
Amazingly, I have heard people
say that real women don’t wear
panties. How true could that be?
There reason for coming to such
conclusion, I can’t say, but hope
your guess is not as good as
mine - i.e. for easy access to their
treasure islands.
You will also see ladies dressed
in two-piece clothes that could
easily be mistaken for a scarf.
The most annoying part is that
you would still see the same girls
battling to draw their skirts
down and in the process
pushing the little cloth barely
covering their boobs up and
down.
They keep acting as if they were
compelled to put on such scanty
dresses or perhaps they didn’t
know it was not their size when
wearing such.
In my formative age, my breasts
were still as little as a nut when
my mother kept cautioning me to
stay away from boys. She told me
if any man or boy came close to
me or as much as touch me, then
I will automatically become
pregnant.
The fear worsened when I
launched into womanhood with
the first flow of blood. I quickly
started recalling my movements
in the previous days to know if I
have been wrongly touched by
any boy like my mum cautioned;
perhaps, I had become pregnant.
After while, I gathered enough
courage to confide in my mum.
She scared the hell out me by
telling me that now my case had
worsened, because not just by
mere touch, but my sitting close
to any boy would get me
pregnant. But how can I avoid
that? I schooled in a mixed
secondary school. Tucked in-
between four boys in a seat. So if
by any chance my mum’s scary
words were true, I’d be
impregnated by those four boys
on a daily basis because we had
exchange notebooks, biro, food
and what have you.
Ironically when I grew much
older, I damned the
consequences and ate the
forbidden fruits and detected the
difference between the touch of
a boy and the ‘banging’ of a man.
But I believe I was matured
enough before I embarked on
that journey.
God help our secondary school
female students because sex to
them is a subject better
experienced before being taught.
Believe it or not, some of them
now know more about the latest
sex position and latest
contraceptive. They believe
virginity is no longer a virtue.
Sad.
Let’s join hands together and
bring back our lost moral values.
Now is the jet age, the era of the
ubiquitous social media and easy
access to internet. And for that
we are paying a great price.
Right before our very eyes, our
morals are dying out. What do
we do?

My dear, its alarming o especially the rate of indecent dressing. I just dont get it. I know back then just the thought of a guy coming close scared the living daylight out of me.
As for the virgin yes they are virgins out there but just give a year and its gone. Peer presure is the number 1 factor, i also wantd 2 be a v til marriage but at 18 i was already gone nt bcs i liked infact i didnt but i wanted to feel among after 2 years i stoppd and have never looked back again.the thing is if a girl is longer a v she feels there's no need to stop like my friend would say 'why close the barn after the cow has escaped' 5 minutes isnt worth it for me
God will help us