A friend of mine shared this with me. I want to share, to warn the ladies who are desperate for the ring on their finger, they forget their self worth.
Here’s what she wrote.
‘Precisely on Thursday, a male acquaintance who I haven’t seen in months and only encountered a sum total of five times - and note; only business transactions.
Now some people might term me high standard or proud but I think this dude was just full of shit (forgive the terminology)
So back to my story, this guy who I met through a primary school friend of mine, gives me a call. I think its business related, so I concede when he asks if I’m home.
However, when he arrives, the first question that pops out of his mouth (after he’d asked me to cook for him. Of course I declined) was; ‘Would you marry me?’
Apart from being stunned, weird me burst into gales of laughter because I have no idea where that proposal was coming from.
Mr weirdo then asks me if I’m expecting him to go down on one knee before I give him a positive response. And that system was old school.
And when I’m finally able to reign myself in, I frankly reject his proposal.
Then weirdness of weirdness, he decides the alternate route would be to sell himself or should I say market his sexual attributes.
First of, he started by saying he selected me because of my shrewd mind, business intellect and ability to stay afloat in financial situations. And that sitting close to me was turning him on; making him tempted to lift me up, turn me and begin to rut me from behind. Explaining how his ex girlfriend, who has a current boyfriend, still came to him for sex because he was the only one who could make her orgasm and squirt too. Due to his big dick and how he could go on for hours none stop. And he wasn’t just bragging about it.
I stared at him agape, wondering if he was expecting me to congratulate him on his prowess or fall at his feet in awe.
Oh and then he asked me if I was turned on, so we could turn it up a notch. And if I was agreeable to sperm swallowing.
When I refused his numerous offerings, he went ahead to tell me that I was too rigid and that I should let down the walls I’ve built around me. Saying I was weird and needed medical attention as I wasn’t turned on by what he’d just spewed.
With that, I let him out of the compound, with instructions never to let him in again. Mind you, we were sitting on a bench, outside of the house o. Imagine what would have happened if I invited him into the house?
Happy for foresight!
Readers, always differentiate between a boy who wants a sex doll and the man who want commitment. ladies, keep your integrity intact!
photo credit: jared
photo credit: jared
