What do we do now: Going nuts over these women’s sex appetite

A young woman, not quite 21, recently seduced me openly, promising to give me the sex of my life. She may have been drunk, but her propositioning was made in full consciousness, to my befuddled male friends.

I sympathised with girl. For starters, I’m very stingy. Jomo Kenyatta will resurrect before I can offer a woman I’m not interested in a drink. Secondly, I’m very poor in small talk, especially with women. I normally have this irresistible urge to talk about China’s relationship with Taiwan, and economic prospects of Kazakhstan.

 I also love talking about the anthropological melting pot that is Papua New Guinea. These topics have a way of inducing yawns from women. I don’t watch enough of the Kardashians, or any trashy Hollywood series to sustain a shallow conversation that many women I know favour.

But the girl was undeterred. I can’t disclose what followed, but it had the capacity to shake your faith in humanity.

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My friends and I are in that age where we attract women from both spectrums; younger ones in college and older ones inching fast towards 45. In our forays in the corporate sector, in bars and nightclubs, travelling in public buses have become a bit scary. The number of times women hit on us is a bit unsettling.

Even sad, we are the last traditional generation that believes in hunting. But women no longer have the patience. Nowadays, you can’t have your drink in a club in peace without some woman offering to give you a lap dance of your life. Barring those out to spike your drink, there are still many women who give strangers such a raunchy dance that they leave high and wet.

I used to allow some of this permissiveness, thinking that cities are supposed to be liberal, rotten and immoral. But it is getting out of hand. Social media has made it worse. Now, any man with some disposable income has so many women at his disposal, he is spoilt for choice.  Women are not making it easier for themselves.

Women are now empowered. Most have money and that makes it easy for them to hunt for the kind of meat they want. Those in their 30s are very deliberate in the places they go hunting for men, and they know a thing or two about positioning themselves. The danger of dealing with such is that they can use and dump you in the most callous way without a hint of guilt.

 I have met many men who told a one night-stand with an old woman is not what it is cracked up to be. Being thrown out of a woman’s house at 6.07am in the morning in chilly July is not cool. Yet, once these women get what they want, they hardly care if you’ll catch pneumonia when they throw you out. Also, older women can be dangerous when they become possessive, sensing there is always a threat from younger and more nubile women.

But what women don’t know about hunting is that hunters hate dead meat. If you stumble upon a dead antelope, you will not be quick to pick it. What killed it? Could it be diseased or poisoned? Equally, if you were chasing a prey for sport, you wouldn’t enjoy it. Yet, that is how women have become. They say yes even before you ask. There is no incentive to even work hard anymore to attract a woman.

There is an oversupply of eligible women who are too willing to give in without the least resistance. That has made dating so unattractive. No wonder, most men are now into betting, video games, toys and some even going gay. I mean, the allure of women is totally gone.

You meet a woman, who in the first hour has narrated her favourite sexual styles, the number of boyfriends she has slept with and man, it is not flattering!

I’m for the old way of doing things. Things were better when you could seduce a woman and deal with all her emotional bureaucracy, and insecurities until the ultimate winning of, you know...

Oh, the good old days!

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