Dear constant reader, I really don’t like to condemn or criticize anybody, but, honestly, I don’t know what this world is gradually turning into. Some ladies of nowadays have descended so low that they would do anything to get material things. This ugly trend has gotten so bad that some girls readily threw their manners and moral to the wind and they have no qualms about flaunting their endowment shamelessly and even allowing some male fingers to toy with them as long as the “mugu” will part with some money.
Sometimes, I wish a woman’s honey well could read like a meter or be measured in a way to reflect the number of guys and the number of times their John Thomas had dunked in that hole. Unfortunately, nature created it as a bottomless pit, which has held men captive since creation till thy kingdom come - some randy men would tell you that no matter how ugly a girl looks, it is the world between her thighs that matter. Today, many a young woman have decided to turn her endowment to a money-making machine.
Since the advent of smart phones, especially the Blackberry, some desperadoes who have no respect for womanhood have been shamelessly trading their Treasure Islands with every Abdul, Chidi and Segun for blackberry phones. The sex-for-Blackberry operation is about the biggest trade in town now.
Let me share with you one case. Recently, I heard a male colleague, a dandy ladies man who just acquired a Blackberry, bragging about his new asset over the phone with a caller. I listened with half ear to his conversation. At a point he burst into a loud laughter. My curiosity was aroused. After he ended his call, I asked him to fill me in. He told me about a particular lady he met via Facebook; they had barely become friends for two weeks, when she started demanding for a BB - Black berry phone.
Cashing in on her desperation, he dangled a bait before her by asking her what she had to offer in exchange for the high-prized phone. The shameless lady proposed to spend one night with him at any place of his choice, promising him all kinds of bedroom ‘services’. In return, she would love to be paid with a BlackBerry phone. Mr. Ladies man stringed her along by claiming that a one-night stand with women is no big deal. In other words, he was not impressed with the proposal unless there was some novelty she would bring to the tryst. Lest she became discouraged, he baited her further by bragging that he doesn’t give away ordinary BB but the more expensive Torch 3. The greedy girl swallowed the bait and hurriedly promised to give him a Grade A service not just for one night but for a whole weekend, from Friday night till Monday morning, as long as he would in addition to the BB, also pay for one month subscription.
I laughed till tears came out of my eyes. Mr. Ladiesman lamented that had it been that he’d not amended his ways and curtailed his sexual adventures, he would have dealt seriously with the desperate girl who’s striving so hard with her ‘bottom power’ to belong to the class of Black Berry Babes. He confessed that he was tempted to teach her a lesson. How? I wanted to know. He told me: “I will lure her for the weekend ‘Paripa’ and make sure I bang her silly so that it would take her weeks to walk properly again. At the end of the show, I would give her an ordinary phone, claiming she wasn’t too good in bed and doesn’t deserve a BB.”
Jokes apart, I was very sad. Girls no longer have any respect for that “holy of holy hole” between their legs! “The easiest way to sleep with any young girl now is to promise them Blackberry phone,” he said. I was wont to argue with him, but his next sentence silenced me. “It is scam my friends work on every week. And their success rate is surer than Yahoo yahoo. Every week, their nets catch big mugus,” he asserted. Rather than argue with him, I was mad at those “moral morons” who are cheapening the worth of a woman. Don’t these girls know that whenever they put a price tag on womanhood, there is hardly any difference between them and the streetwalkers, those money-for-hand-back-for-ground harlots?
Well as they say, Lets leave matter for Matthias. Instead, let me tell you an award-winning gist. It is the story of a girl, Isabella (not real name). I took my time to get the complete story and it will further bring into perspective the scale of immorality being perpetrated by some desperado girls all in the name of blackberry. The story is spicy and sizzling. To be continued next week.