Sex and The Single Bloke Part 6

What has this world come to? Are we so hung up on material things that we have lost touch with what is most important? I don't care where the woman is from, if I love her so be it. She could be a top city executive or flipping burgers in McDonald's, in so far as I am happy with her, so be it. I have had a few women try to use money as a means of inducing me to either marry them, or at least get serious about them. Here are two amusing stories from my catalogue.


I was once involved with a very good looking chick, and she felt that I was her final bus stop, one fine day I got a phone call from her mother (who I had never met before).

"Hello my son"

"Good afternoon, may I kindly know who is speaking please?"
"This is Mrs. ........"

"My daughter wishes to marry you, I have seen your photograph and I must say you appear very interesting"

"I hope you realise that my family is very influential, and you need not worry about anything, except worshipping your God".

"My son I saw you in my dream, and I saw you and my daughter returning to Nigeria and starting a business of your own, you need not worry i will make it possible for your love to grow".

I was dumbfounded and for once in my life I didn't have a thing to say, from that moment on I knew I had to get out of the friendship I shared with her daughter. The straw that broke the camels back was, one night i was sleeping and I awoke suddenly, to be confronted with the sight of the girl kneeling over me, holding a bible. Rocking back and forth as if in a trance with her eyes tightly shut. I heared the words:

"In the name of Jesus I bind thee as my husband"

"Yeee!!!!" "God I am finished"

I screamed grabbing the bible from her, running out of her house in my boxer shorts clutching the bible to my chest.

"I rebuke it, I rebuke it in the name of Jesus".



I had a brief dalliance (due to extreme boredom) with a chick whose father was apparently wealthy. In truth it was forgettable on most counts but she had a good heart and I felt that someday when it all fizzled out we would be great friends. Unfortunately for me this woman became somewhat obsessive in her belief that I was destined to be her husband. So much so that one day she called me and begun spinning a yarn about how successful er father's company is and how she is being fast tracked towards running the show soon. Much to my great surprise, she mentioned that chances were that she would cede running the company to her husband, due to the fact that a man would be better suited to running the outfit.

"what does that have to do with me" I asked, sincerely hoping that she wasn't implying what I thought she was.

"I sincerely hope that you are not using your father's wealth as an inducement" I stated angrily.

From that moment onwards i felt nothing but revulsion towards her, the sad thing is that I know a lot of men that would have jumped at the opportunity. I stopped sleeping with her and kindly asked her to leave me alone, I was subjected to months of stalking and a borderline sexual assault. Eventually she backed off.

Money is nothing but a visitor, and with all visitors the length of time it spends is entirely dependent on how you treat it. I believe that nothing handed to a man belongs to him, a man must earn and toil for his daily bread, there are no short cuts to success. I accept no favours, be it from my family or any person, I am destined for success and it will be from the sweat off my back and not from any wealthy benefactor.

I won't be blogging for a little bit, so I've left a fair bit to be read. Have a good one peeps........