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A one sided relationship is like rape. Ladies stop raping our men!

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A one sided relationship is like rape.
Ladies stop raping our men!

Ladies learn to respond in kind not just react unkind.
Learn to engage the mind not just the eyes.
Learn to hold a conversation not just our attention.
Learn to ask intelligent questions not just random favours.

There is nothing  more  arousing than a healthy and lively conversation, like good sex it will leave you feeling satisfied.

Most men love a woman who can argue with intelligence not just nag with authority.
Sometimes an interesting conversation is more appealing than a half dressed lady, and the thought of an interesting conversation could act as an aphrodisiac.

We can't have sex everyday but we must make conversations everyday.
A good sex should last at the most close to an hour if possible, yeah more or less give and take but a great conversation goes on and on.
In your quest to make a point don't miss the conversation. If you can't make a point, make a conversation.

So sister, don't just build your sex appeal when you can't keep up a good conversation because at the end, conversation is like sex and a good conversation is like good sex, it takes two to make it better..if it's one sided, then it's rape.

Kingdavid Chinaeke Ofunne
Authorpreneur

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  1. UnknownMarch 12, 2019 at 3:34 AM

    Heyn.... Nice write up, where are you drawing your inspiration from?

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    1. The AuthorpreneurMarch 18, 2019 at 2:22 PM

      Lol...my inspiration mostly comes from my passion to express myself and be heard.

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