| Canary: After Sex Blues |
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| Written by Anne Oboho | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Monday, 26 May 2008 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Sorry guys, I know, I know. I promised. Its not my fault, these issues keep jumping onto my plate and I cant refuse to address them because if I dont, who will? Last week, I had an intimate discussion with my friend and next-door neighbor, Uza (she will kill me if she sees this) she had issues with her boyfriend Chris. I am an inside authority on the love affair between this two; they fought all the time and I could not understand how two people, so passionately in love could dislike each other with an equal amount of passion. I had proposed a separation to Uza but she rewarded my concern by telling on me to Chris who became my archenemy from that moment onwards. Uza had walked into my room on Friday morning after Chris went to work; she had dark circles around her eyes. I did not want to probe, but after a few minutes of silence on my part and shifting her weight from one foot to the other beside my bed, she finally sat down on the bed and announced almost immediately Chris fought with me the whole night; I did not sleep a wink I was quiet, waiting for her to tell her story, at least that way, nobody will say it came from my mouth. He wanted sex and I said no Uza started on the details of the fight. The word sex got my attention. Huh? I looked at her, waiting for further details. He wanted to make love and I put my foot down and said, no way! Why would you do that? I asked her, I was under the impression you can never get tired of Chris heat. I am not tired of him. She defended, I just feel the sex will shorten the lifespan of the relationship and I am scared of losing him, this sounded ridiculous to my ears, how could you lose somebody because you are sexually compatible with him? Chris has a problem, he has after sex complex Uza explained. What does that mean? I asked her. he is in the habit of becoming detached and even nasty minutes after we have had sex she informed me. He would pester me with gifts and tenderness when ever he wants to get down, then the moment I allow him.. He is super in bed; she chipped in the unsolicited piece of information. The moment he is done, he turns his back and refuses to cuddle; from that moment everything becomes impersonal until he is all set to go again. Uza gave me food for thought with these revelations. Personally I am not fanatic about cuddles and hugs after sex but not that I would mind a continuation of the closeness till morning that is, if the guy enjoys the touch rather than trying to please me. So lets talk about this, er..,after sex complex. I know I have had men fall over themselves to get me into the hay. People always say women could use this as a very powerful tool of manipulation; they could enslave a man with their sexuality but if the guys have to turn their backs soon after, where then is the veracity in the theory? Why do the hugs, the kisses, the endless phone calls and text messages go away with the orgasm?. I had a particularly handsome and sexually active boss once soon after my university education. I had taken on the job as a temporary one while waiting for my NYSC call up letter. A friend had recommended me to him and to ensure that the interviewer did not turn me away, he made plenty of excuses for my lack of professional qualification thats nothing, she could learn on the job he kept telling the interviewer in response to particular concerns about my areas of deficiencies. A month later, I discovered that my boss was very popular among the female staff. Rumours soon started filtering into my ears; I heard that he took turns with them; had actually done all of them; my other colleagues derisively insinuated that it would only be a matter of time because he got me down. Well, at that news, he sounded cheaper than sexy I was not in a hurry to take on a man who could not wait to strip for all the female staff. He sounded like a character from a novel with the title psycho. True to type and rumours, the boss started moving towards me; he did not come straight and say, Anne, lets do it I am sure he was conscious of the reputation he had built for himself among the staff. He was nice; sweetly so. He woke up to every need of mine. Became my beauty supervisor and reminded me to visit the salon every time my hair had stayed a day longer than necessary on my head, backing the reminder with cash. He was ready with his checkbook at the slightest excuse; the generosity had me bowled me over, men! I mean this guy was just good. It was not long before my seeming expression of naivety and innocence at his bold generous gestures and even bolder attempt to catch my eyes got to him. He came out then with the long feared but definitely anticipated request. Would you spend tonight in my apartment? He stopped me along the corridor on my way to lunch. I will cook for you, I cook very tasty meals I am sorry sir, I have to be in church this evening I politely declined. Oh okay, tomorrow night then, he persisted. Sorry again, I said. Why? Dont you like me? Am I not attractive enough for you? The impossible character asked me. Oh, no. I assured him, of course you are very attractive then lets spend one night together he pushed on relentlessly. Can I think about this? I asked, feeling crowded. Okay, he resigned, allowing me to pass. My boss gave me space after that. He never bothered me. He however continued to be generous and nice. Then one day, Grace, my colleague, one of the females he dated gave me a lowdown on their night together. He was just so persistent I thought he was going to move mountain on top of me. As soon as we got into bed, he climbed on me, did a few jerks and rolled off moving to a very remote corner of the bed to snore till morning. It was not a particularly juicy account, this sex life of my most aggressive suitor. I could not imagine how I would feel after all the attention if the man gets unto me for the sole purpose of using me as a pillow to act out his snoring trick. I have always told myself that if I want to keep a particular man close for ever, I would refuse to have sex with him. That way, the relationship lasts longer. You could call him at any time of an ungodly hour and he would not feel compelled to ignore your call. You could also ask him for anything and he would not feel he is paying for last night. That way, you maintain a long, blissful and very reliable relationship. I have about ten friends in this category and they have been around forever. They could do anything for me and vice versa. My boss however got tired of my lack of interest in his sex appeal and gave me the boot. Well I bid good riddance and proceeded to my school for my call up letter, which came out the same period. My refusal to do anything with my boss added him to the list of my eternal friends. He calls me regularly and asks when he will see me again. I am sure if I had allowed him; he would have finished, turned his back and forgotten my name. I still have a few people whom I respect, they rise to my aid with the speed of lightening and they have one purpose in mind, to get in between. I enjoy the attention and I keep them close to my heart, I also help them in ways that go to prove that I truly appreciate what they do for me, although they will be quick to make me know that they are not really interested in what my little hands can do, I pretend not to know what they really want even when they boldly make the request, I put on my good girl non compromise act and they in turn remain my friends, helpers and confidants for life.
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Posted by Robot| 26.05.2008 09:56