Not the type the believes in writing stories but was bored had to write something bout my love life here it is



Sex is good. Sex is beautiful. Sex, when tasted prematurely, is like a jar of honey we always want to have upon its first taste. We hardly get fed up with it. As youth, we are hardly tired of demanding for more, from different sources, for fun, for comparison, for money, for fame, for respect, for what entices our eyes, and for companionship. We may get monumental break, but the urge for sex is ever exciting. It’s consuming. Youths mostly, in most cases, engage in sexual sprees. No self-control! No break!! No boundary!!!

Women are very dangerous. I respect them. They deserve it more on bed because they are intimidating. Like Fani-Kayode, I get mad on bed, madder when they scream and moan out loud, and maddest when they ask for more. Like prayer, they almost pull down the roof, the sky, in sexual ecstasy. There's no big lady on bed. They want it desperate, but pretend. Anyway, sex is bitter-sweet. The best food ladies can appreciate is a better sex, fine one and satisfying techniques deployed by skilled men on bed.

All these sexual acts last between 20 and 45 minutes, and the urge are gone. The sweetness fades. You sweat even in an air-conditioned room. You pack up mess, regretting why you had engaged in sexual reverie in the first place. Some instant psychological frustrations set in. You develop a pang of guilty knowing full well that you're only stealing what rightfully belongs to you. Your body supposed to be prided for your future wife or husband, but hastiness to eat it raw, to belong, to identify, to join the bandwagon has cost you the golden egg while chasing shadow. The damage is irreparable and irreplaceable.

4 months past, I have bade dating, sex, relationship, and even kissing, goodbye. I took such hard decision when it dawned on me that dating was ruining my life unnecessarily. First, my dating experience was horrible and awful. The inherent frustration of spiritual backwardness, the lack of savings (as I eventually became an ATM Machines), and the moral lost of self esteem, dignity and self pride made me so devastating that I always felt I was very far from my creator, and the urge to mend fence with Him was burning like furnace in my soul. I know I had lost track.

Second, psychological frustrations set in. No privacy. Jealous girlfriend. I was not allowed to talk to other ladies. I must account for all calls I received and made, especially to females. I was seriously caged.

Third, I almost became financially bankrupt. I became her ATM machine. Excess demands, always. I cater for everything she needed. Some ladies are just too heartless! Although, I didn't complain anyway. It's unarguarable that many a lady will turn their boyfriends to bank; offset all their burdens on them as if men are plucking money. They must be sucked dry. Ladies don't care how you get the money. Very darkening and saddening. I think relationship should be mutual understanding, benefits and symbiotic.

Fourth, almost all the ladies I have seen are players. They date as many men as come their way. All they need is money. They open their two legs at will. No shame. No boundary. Anything can go inside. They don't give a damn when "ego" is involved. After seeing this for years, I became demoralized. Women! Who will be my future wife? Can we find a single lady in Nigeria, especially my Igbo sister in the East, who has not been corrupted? Who has not gone beyond redemption? Women are overpopulated; they are everywhere, but no “wife material” any longer.

To cut the story short, after four months without dating I feel this kind of freedom in the depth of my soul. I feel the touch of sweetness of soul. I feel the sweetness of God. Something like chain, I observed, left me. No more nagging, no more unnecessary explanations, no more bitterness. No more containing excesses of those ladies outside there. I am just free. Freedom from the shackles of sin, bondage, lies, and headache. I now have more savings, more respect and focus. I'm keeping myself for my future wife; the bone of my bone, flesh of my flesh and blood of my blood. I don't want to steal from what is rightfully mine again. I want to enjoy it with only that beautiful person. To be continued…

Ok

In other words....


Op has finally come out of the closet


He is now officially GAY

Tinubu:
Ok

I can tell you that you only read the topic of this story

Tinubu:
In other words....



Op has finally come out of the closet




He is now officially GAY

LoL....nigga you crazy..

This is just wow.! This sounds like written an epistle by the wisest King, Solomon... Seriously I felt like I've been standing alone all the while, now I know am not. Ishiamu, bear in mind that you'll definitely encounter some yieldable temptations but be reminded that the guilt and lost that accompanies it, outweighs the hour of bleeping pleasure in great measures. Nice one. Am really encouraged.

Jz cos twas hell for you doesnt mean its gonna like tht for others. I didnt bother reading the epistle though

Four Years? Mine is one year and counting..... Am Enjoying been single! . Although there are moments when you will wish having a GF.


The truth is , Girls of nowadays are hoes. You can't trust anyone. They're all after Money.



there's no love in the world.

hmmm

Wittylens:
Four Years? Mine is one year and counting..... Am Enjoying been single! . Although there are moments when you will wish having a GF.


The truth is , Girls of nowadays are hoes. You can't trust anyone. They're all after Money.



there's no love in the world.

Sorry actually there's a typo there its 4 months not 4 years

Tinubu:
Ok

In other words....


Op has finally come out of the closet


He is now officially GAY

gush,I wish some niggars were not born.


go work on ur tongue

Mine is a year and 1 month still going strong...

So guys now bleep to satisfaction then go into celibacy claiming they are preserving themselves for future wife/husband

Issoryt..

You didnt play your cards well

Nice write-up Mr.ishiamu.!!

chymystique:
yesssoo! @ ur epistle OP..... I kissed dating goodbye since 2011 cause I didn't see any benefit in it and its time/emotion consuming. To me, Non-commital rships are better........ Till one decides to settle down

PS. ishiamu?? Pls wats d meaning of your username abi na wetin I dey think?

na him ooo

chymystique:


I need picture proof of ur username.

U wan mk dem ban me jump n pass