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Awake, Aware and Woke!



I am happy women are standing up

They are seizing the moment as it comes

The few who knows their salt is beyond the pot

The one's who understands dignity isn't all about virginity

The one's who understands that true sophistication is not all about seduction

The players who understands the score more than the referee

The ones who would rather be a coach than a fan

The woman is aware and awake

She knows her worth

She understands her place is not in the other room

But the office too, just like the man

She doesn't need your change

She has gotten enough of that from the President and the present ruling party

She doesn't need your transport fare she can buy a car

She doesn't need you settling the bills when you go out to eat, she can afford her own meal

She doesn't need help with data, she can afford an iPhone, so what' N1,500 that she can't afford.

You can't body shame her, she knows she got killer figure

You can't guilt trip her, she knows her standards are way above your pay grade

Even if you sleep with her, you can't call her out, she knows the sum of your ego won't measure up to her figure 8, 10 or whatever size she comes in

Gone were the days when she will stare down at her feet while you talked above her head

Now she locks eyes with you till you are tongue tied

The trend of assuming the man has to dominate in every area is old fashioned

Let's talk love...and end with segz

Yes segz...if you know you know

If you don't, ask!

In the dark ages, we accepted that it was natural for the man to approach, direct and conquer

No matter how bad an actor or player he was
The woman was to submit, first in the play field when he approaches, then in the relationship where he directs, then the bedroom as he conquers.

But those were the dark ages

The light of enlightenment and awareness has shone on us.

Now we are awake, aware and woke!

You might be a general in the Queens Army or a senator, hell you could even be the president
But in her element, she can kneel you down and make you eat her like a dog in her teenage years.

Olachi likes her nipple sucked and her breast cupped at the same time, gently, but her boyfriend is only concerned with digging and ploughing the yard like a farmer, he doesn't want to learn, so after some months, a better gardener who understands and knows how to gently trim the flower till it's perfect, comes along and claims the garden.

Mirabel likes when she is sucked and her butt is held string and firm, raised upwards while the tongue grinds the tip of her clitoris, but her boyfriend considers it a taboo, meanwhile he prefers blowjob first thing in the morning... Sooner or later, a man that knows his salt comes along and sucks her away from her archaic medieval misogynist boyfriend.

Lastly, Adanne likes being ontop, she loves riding hard and wild but her boyfriend would rather do it missionary, slow and steady and so slowly, she levitates towards a classical man who knows how to make a woman feel like a complete woman.

She understands her fire is enough to burn you just like it arouses your desires.

She doesn't assume having a penis gives you carnal knowledge in the art of love making.

You can be a size 11 downstairs but be dumb and shallow upstairs.

So she knows to school you

To guide your hands and tongue, because once bra off, common sense falls.

She knows, so she leads you and teaches you

Like a coach, she schools you

And then after foreplay has been achieved, she let's you plunge and ground her labia with your tilapia until you both are soaked and drowned in sexual phantasia.

Then after segz, you zipup and pick up common sense only to throw it away again as you go out and break the guy code...kissing and telling...

Spilling the beans to the same low life miscreants and shallow minded cult friends who cheer you up and applaud a war you had no hand winning, a race you were hand walked till you got to the finish line.

At night you go to bed, and sleep exhausted like a beat down drum, yet deep down in your subconscious, your soul fights and curses, begs God to take it for it is ashamed of its host.

It hates its own body.

Kingdavid Chinaeke Ofunne
Authorpreneur
www.ofunneceo.blogspot.com



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