Excerpt from Off the Chain Volume 2

I’m going to digress for a bit to share a little something with the brotha’s
who are not in the know. So ladies…just skip down to the next section.
It’s denoted as ***On With The Story***.

Hold on my brotha’s. Let’s give the sista’s a minute to scroll down to
continue with the story.

They all gone now? Good. Okay fella’s now that the ladies have
jumped ahead, I’m going to share with you what graduates of The Mack
Association call the ThreeDayPrincipal. Every woman. Every…woman!

Is only faithful as long as she is happy!

I know what a lot of you are thinking right now. Euftis! Half of them don’t
know what they want or need in order to be happy! Exactly!
The stupid brotha’s are scratching their heads right now because they
don’t understand the problem. Let me break it down for ya. There is a
very simple equation that breaks down what equates to… happy…for a
woman. It’s as follows:

Happy = Getting Whatever She Wants When She Wants It!

The men reading this who do their women wrong or intentionally do
shit to piss them off have probably resigned in their heads if not their
hearts that their women are going to fuck around on them. If ya didn’t
know…ya know now! However, the monogamous, hard working, take care
of home brotha’s are all cringing right now. You’re cringing because you
know that women…being women…at times want shit that is just fucking
unrealistic!

Happy = Getting Whatever She Wants When She Wants It!

When a real man is faced with a woman who makes an unrealistic
demand he is…forced to put his foot down. And how…hard…you put your
foot down…not giving your woman what she wants when she wants it…will
determine how bad she will fuck around on you to get back at you.
Now, on average, a woman will have her MadOn for up to three days
before she cools off or her man makes amends. Depending on how bad
you piss your woman off, in that three day window she will do one of the
following things:

If you make her angry, she will smile affectionately when that flirtatious
co-worker bluntly tells her how good her ass looks in that new suit she‘s
got on. If you make her mad, she will let someone take her to lunch or
dinner as Cocoa allowed me in this story. Heaven forbid if the brotha
who takes her out is smooth. Because if he can finesse her out of the
panties she will give him the pussy. And if you piss her the fuck off! She
will go…looking…for someone to fuck her brains out.
But let’s just say that you are one of the lucky few men out there who
can give his woman everything she wants. You’re…still…fucked! I don’t
know if it’s biorhythms, global warming, lunar eclipses, solar flares, or
temporary planetary alignments. Things can be going smoothly and there
can be nothing that your woman needs or wants and she will … still…
periodically lose her fucking mind for no good reason. Leaving you no
recourse but to…check her ass…hard!
“Okay Euftis! What are some things that I can say to her that will send her out
the door looking for some dick?”
Good question! When you check your woman, if you start a sentence off
with one of the following, your woman…will…fuck someone else to get
back at you.

“It’s gonna be this way ‘cause I said so…”
“I’m the man in this house…”
(Saying nothing. Just ignoring her ass completely as she rants.)
“You don’t know what the fuck you’re…”
“Just do what I tell you…”
“Ho! Didn‘t I…”
“Look bitch…”

Get the picture? Therefore, even in the best of relationships, you’re
woman will fuck up on you at a minimum of 1-3 times a year. Sorry couz!
Now I know that there are still a few DoubtingThomas’s out there. You’re
the ones grudgingly reading my book because you wanna know what
your woman’s reading in the bed, skin all oiled and perfumed up with a
glass of wine in her hand or in a hot bubble bath with scented candles all
around the tub. You’re the one’s debating with your women the veracity
of my stories. (Just…haten’…on Euftis!) Stories like, Horny in the Motor
City. You tell your woman…this shit ain’t true! No woman would let a man
do some shit like this to them!
Hey yo! Did you ever stop to think…why…your woman takes my side in
these debates? Why she is…adamant…that Horny and stories like it are
true? Because she knows…if she was pissed off enough with your
ass…that she would do the same thing that girlfriend did in that
story….who was by the way…pissed off with her man! Hellllllo!
“But Euftis! My woman goes to church three days a week and caries her bible
with her everywhere she goes! She’s saved! She would never do anything like
that to me!”
Yes she would! If you make her mad enough. Even your bible carryin’
PrasiseWarrior will be in the church after hours getting…counseling… from
her pastor, or favorite minister or deacon…whose got the big dick. She’ll be
on her knees up in the pulpit or down in the basement with that flower
print dress on that makes her look so…sanctified. The dress will be hiked
up in the back…the bloomers will be around her ankles…and she will just
be getting the…lining…fucked…out of her pussy! Don’t shake your head!
Yes! Yes! Even you my saved brotha! Do not be fooled!
I know some of you still doubt me. Let’s put it to the test. This is what I
want ya to do (If your woman‘s got a cute face and phat ass!). Start an
argument with her. And at some point in the argument…call her a bitch.
After you call her a bitch…see to it that she runs into me within three days.
Any takers? Thought not…
But don’t be depressed. It’s all good! ‘Cause what’s good for her…is just
as good for you. Here’s what ya do. You know that foine ass married
woman you work with whose pussy you try to sniff every time she walks
by? Or that…sexy…sista at church who has been livin’ with Brotha Eddie
for years and he still won’t commit to putting a ring on her finger.
Ohhhh… and don’t forget the woman who you…just knew…was going to
have all your babies but broke your heart by telling you that you
were…cute…or…nice …but she just couldn’t see herself dating you?
Become those women’s…platonic friend! Position yourself as the person
they go to for advice. Allow them to vent to you. Listen to their little
problems. Become their sounding board. Don’t worry. You don’t have
to say much. Just interject, “okay / yea / damn / say what! / uhhh huh / you’re
funny / you go girl! / you’re bad! / no they didn‘t!”, and the like where
appropriate. They will be happy as hell that they got somebody to listen to them
while they run their damn mouth!
But the key (And I know this will be hard for all you no pussy getting
nigga’s!) is to…never…broach the subject of sex with them. Look good!
Have your SmellGoods on! You can tell them that they look nice or that
they got a nice outfit on. But don’t do anything more than that! You’re goal,
is to become their asexual male friend that they like to talk to. Why?
Because it’s only a matter of time…before they get pissed off…with their man!

Happy = Getting Whatever She Wants When She Wants It!

Got it? So if you’re that special friend…that they come to for advice or to
vent to…when they get pissed off…whose house are they going to want to
visit to discuss the problem? Uhhhhh huh! Yours! And when they ask
you to meet them somewhere to vent or get some…advice…about her man
(And trust me she will!)…then you just take her shit! And she’s gonna give
it to ya! ‘Cause she’s there…to get back…at her man!”
You’re not trying to be a playa by doing this. You’re just…balancing the
scales…for all the times that your woman will get mad at you and fuck
somebody else. If you tend to piss your woman off more than most, then
get more…friends…so you can keep those scales balanced partna.
Now here is another key point if you want to get the pussy again. After
the nut…just go you’re separate ways. Don’t ask for a date or some stupid
shit like that. Remember! She only fucked you…to get back at her man! Just
become her platonic friend again and pretend the shit didn’t happen. If
she mentions the incident…apologize…tell her you’re sorry that it
happened and insist that she never speak on it again! Become her
asexual, platonic friend again. Why? Because it’s only a matter of
time…before she gets pissed off… with her man again!
“But Euftis! You didn’t tell me how to stop my woman from letting some big
dick nigga pile drive her pussy into the floor if I call her a bitch!”
Sorry couz! Even I don’t know everything! But hey…at least I showed you
how to get some complication free pussy! :o) What can I say? It’s an
imperfect world homey…
Now lets get back…

Wait a minute!
You nosey ass heifer‘s!
Didn’t I tell you this was for the men only!
Yea! I know what I said!
I told on all ya’ll!
And you know it’s true!
Get over it!
Lynette…fix your face!
Pumpkin…hush!
Ms. Evil…stop laughing!
Gwen…put the phone down! I don’t wanna here it!

I’ve digressed enough. Now on with the story!

Revenge - Between my lovers legs...

Euftis is married to a mentally unstable Leata who is verbally castrating, undermines him with his children, and deprives him sexually in order to control him. Michelle is the perfect wife married to an egotistical and manipulative husband who uses her to give him the illusion of propriety. Euftis and Michelle will find each other and together they will both get...REVENGE.

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Whose your Daddy?

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Dear Daddy,

Today I started back my exercising regiment. I lost the little toning I had, so I went on the treadmill to jog. I've also ordered some of those Tai-Chi DVDs to help give me more flexibility.

So I'm working out in the gym when the security guy comes by and tells me its time to go. I look at my phone, not realizing the time. Ive been at the gym for a good two hours. My roommates will nag me about where Ive been this late at night.

I grab my things and start toward the door, I say goodnight to the guard and head out the gym. Its a little chilly and I wish that I had brought my jacket, instead of just wearing a sweatshirt and short-shorts.

I walk to my apartment complex and it's really dark and somewhat scary due to the trees blowing eerily in the wind but I'm used to it. I'm really anxious about what Im going to eat for dinner. For a college student I'm doing really with my eating habits.

I feel something behind me and I turn and look around but see nothing but a bunch of parked cars, apartment buildings and trees. I stand there for a moment and listen, nothing still. Shrugging my shoulders I keep walking and after a few feet more I again get the feeling like someone is watching me.

I pick up my pace and really start hurrying home forgetting how cold it is. I just want to get away from whoever is watching me. Seeing someone walking towards me I slow my pace and watch them closely since I'm not sure of their intentions.

The person approaches then passes and I stop to catch my breath and calm my racing heart. My breath is finally becoming steady and my heart has stopped its pounding, when I feel a hand slide over my ass and cup it. I gasp and the person tells me to shut the fuck up.

He says that I was asking for this because I was wearing my short-shorts. He slides his hand up and into my shorts and chuckles when he discovers I'm not wearing undies. He calls me a filthy slut and grabs my ass. I gasp and try to move away but he is too quick and strong.

He pulls me back against him and his hard cock pushes against my ass and his hand moves from my ass to cup my pussy. Im scared because I am about to be violated by a stranger!

I struggle harder against the man and he continues to restrain me seemingly without much effort. I'm panting and he laughs then pulls me off the sidewalk into the darkness between the trees. He pulls off my shorts and slides a finger in-between my pussy lips and groans when he discovers my piercing.

He tells me that Im a dirty whore for having my clit pierced. Then he slides a finger inside my pussy and I moan a little in pleasure. I bite my lip fighting back the uncontrolled feeling but its too late. He noticed and whispers into my ear that he likes how I moan.

He starts kissing my neck, and playing with my bra bound breast. His free hand slides under my shirt and cups my tummy, squeezing it and rubbing it. I feel his cock pulsing against my naked ass and then he pulls my shirt off as well.

I watch his hands as they roam my body and I moan again because he feels so good. He's touching me in all the right places and I don't have to tell him what to do. I hear a zipping sound and some rustling and I know he's undressing.

I turn and face him but I can't see his face...I just know he's white with a nice firm body. I look at his cock and smile. Its so fucking big and I wonder if I can fit it into my mouth.

I drop to my knees so I can suck him off and he pulls me back up gently by my hair and says, next time I just want a quick fuck right now. He pushes me against a tree and tells me to spread my ass cheeks for him. I do as he requests and I feel his mouth licking my ear as he slides his thick cock into my pussy.

It feels so good I start to forget I'm outside with a rapist fucking me. He yanks my bra straps down and uncovers my exposed nipples with his big hands. They pull and pinch, squeeze and tug as his dick slides in and out of me hard and fast. I'm moaning like crazy and I can hear him moaning in my ear.

He tells me how wet I am and how he loves the sounds I'm making. He's tells me his name and I open my mouth to tell him mine when suddenly I wake up. I'm in my bed, no sex, and no rapist.

I have tons of dreams like this, and I would like to know what they mean. Why is it that my daily life in my dreams ends up like this? And what should I do about it?

Anime1989



Anime1989

I love interpreting women's dreams when they are like this. Lets take a look and see whats going on in your subconscious. First lets identify the key elements in your dream. They are as follows:

Gym
Darkness
Being watched
Pursuit
Big Dick
Rape
Oral Sex

As Ive stated in previous dream interpretations that I have done, never take a symbol at its face value. This is what I think your dream is telling you. The first symbol in your dream was the gym and this indicates that you need to apply the things that you have learned and incorporate them into your daily life.

The darkness in your dream symbolizes that you need to keep your temper in check. You have the tendency let your emotions get out of control and lose your temper.

The being watched component suggests that you are feeling confined in your work environment or a personal relationship. You feel you are lacking a sense of privacy. While the pursuit aspect indicates that you are refusing to acknowledge a certain viewpoint or idea.

To see a penis in your dream signifies sexual energy, power, aggression, and fertility. To see and exceptionally large penis, suggests doubts and anxieties about your sexual drive and libido.

Dreams of rape are dreams of violence. As a dreamer, you may find yourself as an aggressor, victim, or spectator to the crime. In dreams of this nature, your role and feelings about the others in the event are crucial to understanding the meaning of the dream. If you have recurring dreams of being the victim of rape, you should try to determine if post-traumatic stress is a factor in your dreams.

If that's not the case, then the rape aspect could just denote your need to be desired. The fantasy provides an excuse for you to do the things that the rapist (i.e., your ego) really wants you do.

You also expressed a desire in the dream to, drop to your knees and suck him off To dream that you are giving or receiving oral sex signifies your willingness to give or receive pleasure. It is symbolic of your creative energy and reaffirms that you are headed in the right direction in life.

Without knowing your past I would venture that you are a tad bit at war with yourself dear but coming to the realization that you're a freak. If you're in a relationship with someone now you're dreams are telling me that they ain't givin' it to you like you want it. If they are capable then open your mouth and tell him how you want it. If he cant slang some dick then retire his ass and hire someone that can.

There is a very bad gurl in you that's just dying to come out and play. Let her. Stop repressing your true nature . If you see a dick that makes your mouth water...suck it. See a dick you want to fuck...fuck it.

Stop waiting for a rapist to come take that pussy, slap that phat ass and call you a bitch. You know you want it. Go out and get it.

Whose your Daddy?

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17 Ways Women fail In Bed by Lisa Rivera

1. MILKING IT: When stroking a guy's dick don't grab it like a bus rail and start jerking it like you were milking a cow. Don't use the love sword as if it's a piece of gym equipment to strengthen the forearms. The male organ is a thing of wonder and beauty, and should be awed, worshipped and held tenderly at all times. The sensitive part is at the top (where your face should be), not two-thirds of the way down.

2. ROBOTS: When sucking a guy's dick don't just get on the end of the thing and jam your head back and forward. It's a beautiful instrument; it should be caressed, inspected, kissed and licked from every possible angle.

3. SILENT FRIGHT: If you've come and cannot be coerced to scream to show your appreciation, at least make some sort of sign to inform the guy that he's done his duty and can blow his biscuits whenever he wants.

4. NO LAUGHING MATTER: Don't laugh if your creative male lover gets carried away and says things like, "I want to rinse your mouth with my fresh, white love potion." Laughter at any aspect of the male performance will not enhance it. Just be grateful you've got a guy who can speak in whole sentences.

5. CLOSING UP: If a man is willing to take the trouble to come on your face, don't close your eyes. He wants you to share this ecstatic moment of joyful union and love with him. Semen is not likely to cause permanent blindness in most cases - but this is a risk you should be prepared to take for his happiness.

6. POOR PRESENTATION: Presentation is all important. Don't wait to be asked to get it doggy-style. Roll over and present. You know you love it.

7. HANGING AROUND: When he is done, you should not kiss and cuddle, he does not want to touch you. You should leave the bed and leave him in peace. If you are a one-night stand you should leave the premises with out thieving anything or asking for a phone number. His work is done.

8. BEING SHY: Always offer the Hershey Highway. You know you love It. If you don't like it that much, still offer it as you can quite easily play with yourself as he rams away.

9. BEING A DRIP: You always have tissues in your bag, use them to clean his sheets and any ball bag drippage if you have misbehaved and not swallowed everything.

10. CLOCK-WATCHING: Never, ever, ever, ever even think of saying: "Are you going to come soon." If you're doing a blowie, you'd have to take your mouth off to utter the question. If you're giving a hand-job, you should have gone to the gym to work your biceps. If he's shagging you and takes more than 10 minutes you should be grateful. This is not a time trial but a blissful act of union between two sexually aware and gifted human beings.

11. FISHING FOR COMPLIMENTS: Don't ask him if you're the best lover he's ever had most men have had so many sexual partners that it is unlikely that you are. Please don't ask a man to lie about such an important thing.

12. PLAYING DEAD: Don't just lie there, do something. Good sex is not a spectator sport and it helps if both parties move around a bit. I know you expect the men to do all the hard and skillful work. We don't mind that and we're blessed with the equipment and know-how to do it but at least put some effort into the act to show your appreciation.

13. BEING POSSESSIVE: If you are lucky to have an imaginative lover who can satisfy two women at a time don't sneer at or reject his exciting suggestion that one of your friends joins you to make up a threesome. If he's a real man he's probably shagging her anyway. Plus you might learn something from her to keep your man really happy.

14. NOT KEEPING YOUR HAIR ON: Don't shave all your pubic hair off. It makes your snatch look like a piece of poultry past its sell-by date. At best, it looks like the snatch of a ten-year-old. If you want to trim, go for a nice sexy racing stripe in the manner favored by the Playboy models that your man would rather be shagging.

15. SPITTING IT OUT: When a man has gone to so much trouble to ejaculate and get his aim right into your mouth, it is rude to spit it out without savoring taste and gluey texture. You should play with semen like a block of Hubba Bubba, blowing bubbles, chewing and throwing from side to side. A line like "I love it when you come in my mouth" makes for a happy finale to fun and games.

16. BEING UNGRATEFUL: Never forget to thank a man for all the effort and energy he has expended on making love to you - especially if a)sex has lasted more than five minutes and/or b)you managed to achieve an orgasm. A man's role in sex is far more demanding than a woman's so it is always nice when one's prowess is appreciated.

17. SEEKING FAVORS: Never contemplate taking advantage of your man's warm after-sex glow to seek favors or make requests. As he drops off into well-deserved slumber, resist the urge to ask, "Do you think I should buy that dress, skirt, sofa, Mercedes, country cottage?" There is a name for the practice of mixing sex with material gain - prostitution.

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People ask me all the time if I fuck the chicks that I shoot. "Uhhhhhh yea nigga..."



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Trio of Seduction - Excerpt

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Ryan, Cassie - Trio of Seduction

Chapter One
I'm smiling. That should scare the hell out of you.

Kiera Matthews took a deep breath and prayed for patience. She knew her temper was already on full simmer when she started thinking in sarcastic quotes.

"It's only because of your past assistance to our people that I don't report you to the council at once." Council Member Danen stood before her, all five feet nothing of impotent arrogance.

Simmer flashed to near boil, and Kiera resisted the urge to scream. But she couldn't quite stop her eyes from narrowing at the rail-thin man with the dour expression who stood before her. She supposed she should be thankful he had agreed to meet with her at all-even in the middle of a deserted parking lot at midnight.

The council was not only arrogant, but they also had a tendency toward drama.

"Bullshit, Danen." Kiera took a step forward, invading his personal space. "The only reason any of you put up with me is because I'm the only doctor willing to treat you-regardless of insurance or circumstances that would be best left undiscovered by the human community."

Danen's already knobby chin jutted out farther as he pursed his lips in obvious distaste. "Let's cut through all the preliminaries, Kiera. What exactly do you want?"

"I want the council to listen to reason before it's too late." She fisted her hands at her sides to keep from giving in to the urge to shake the little man. "The civil war happened a quarter of a century ago, Danen. My mother would still be alive if not for the fallout from that." Kiera's temper fed fuel to her rant, and she couldn't seem to stop the flow of words that spilled from her lips. "The Cunts used to be a proud people with a rich heritage before they let Sela put her wishes above the wellbeing of the entire race. In fact, before she started spreading dissension, the Klatch and the Cunts lived in peace as one people-as it was meant to be. Long before the name of our race became synonymous with traitor in the human dialect."

She tucked a wisp of blond hair, which had come loose from her ponytail and fallen across her eyes, behind her ear. "Now you can't even say 'cunt' without it being construed as a serious insult. Don't you think it's time to reevaluate what's best for our species as a whole?"

Danen's gaunt features stiffened, and his already pale skin glistened in the light of the full moon. "You aren't yet twenty-four. Not even old enough for a coming-of-age-even if you were pure blood."

The snub about her split heritage hit hard, and she winced. No matter that she was now a grown woman, the taunts that rang in her ears as she grew up still haunted her.

Danen stared down his sticklike nose at her, while his bloodless lips thinned into nonexistence. "As it is, you are in no position at all to question the council. You've lived on the fringes of our law since you were a teenager-and only because you've been useful as a doctor. You're more human than Cunt. Your mother made that choice for you when she openly married that useless human."

Kiera's anger exploded, and a vivid picture of throttling the little man sprang into her mind. "My mother was a full-blooded Cunt, you little bastard-"

Shouts broke through the still air of the stifling Phoenix night, cutting off her words and rechanneling her anger into self-preservation.

Blue and pink bolts of electricity-the weapons of choice for the Cunts and Klatch, respectively-snaked through the moonlit sky, raising the small hairs on Kiera's arms.

The stench of sulfur hung heavy in the air, and she tasted the tang of ozone on the back of her tongue.

Skin tingled as adrenaline flooded her system, and she crouched into a fighting stance.

Her gaze scanned her surroundings in search of the enemy as training and instinct kicked in.

Thank God for a human marine colonel father who taught his baby girl to kick some ass when needed.

A pink sizzling bolt arced straight for her, and she rolled to the left. A tingling sensation crackled up her right side, nearly stealing her breath. A rush of pure power-no doubt fueled by adrenaline-surged through her as she completed the roll and landed lightly back on the balls of her feet.

"You did this!" Danen screamed behind her, too intent on his own self-righteous fury to duck.

She shifted her balance and, with one leg extended, swept the man's feet out from under him, catching his frail form in her outstretched arms before his head hit the blacktop. "Get down, you arrogant ass! I didn't bring anyone."

Danen shoved out of her embrace, thumping hard on his ass against the blacktop, and then crab walked away from her. "You're a traitor, Kiera Matthews!" He pushed up onto his knees and raised his hands, blu ...

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Club Onyx

I’ve had the opportunity to check out Club Onyx and I must say that I’m very impressed. The first thing that I’d like to mention about the club is the security. Before you can even drive into the parking lot you’re stopped by armed security that checks your glove compartment and trunk for drugs and weapons. So don’t drive to the spot dirty.



Once you get past the security in the parking lot you then have to get a pat down before you walk through the door and walk through a metal detector. Security is tight because they had to deal with a lot of shootouts in the parking lot. So forget all the bad press you heard about the spot because they have things under control now.



Onyx is huge with a bar and billiards area in the front and the strip club in the back. I walked into the spot around 1am and the house was crunk. I walked into the club area and was caught dead in my tracks as I took the huge club in.



They were runnin’ about forty girls deep with a large stage in the middle of the room with two smaller stages at the opposite ends. I had to search for a seat (fyi get in before midnight and finally found one available in a less than ideal spot.



After I sat down I let my eyes take in the eye candy and was treated to ass stacked on top of ass! If you love ass Onyx is the spot to be. They try to keep things pretty fresh in the spot with a rotation of 30% of the girls coming in from out of town and the rest of the girls being local.



The local girls are st8 pullable if you got some game and if you don’t have game the majority of the out of town females are available for take out. Table dances are $10 with VIP dances running $20.



The VIP is just a raised area off the mail floor with no privacy so don’t waste your money ‘cause you can get away with as much on the main floor as you can in the VIP for half the money.
There is literally something for everyone at Onyx but my personal favorites are Platinum and Ms. Erica.



Platinum








She’s by far my favorite. Sexy, sweet, nasty and as you can see BANGIN’! Platinum truly enjoys her work as an erotic entertainer and her sweet disposition will win you over much before you really notice how well she’s shaped up and when you do take her fully in you’ll be hooked.



Ms. Erica








One work amply defines Ms. Erica. Sexy. She sexy and she knows it but I ain’t mad at her. Erica lacks the communication of Platinum but her lap dances are fire. She is one of the handful dances that has ever gotten my dick hard from a lap dance.



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No more bush....

No more bush...by Anslem Samuel

I was flipping through the channels the other night and I stopped on The Sarah Silverman Program. I’ve never watched it before nor have I ever cared to but something made me stop—perhaps it was the half-naked women standing in a locker room that caught my attention.

Anyway, there was a where a pair of women were changing clothes after working out. One of them unwrapped her towel to start getting dressed and the other one’s eyes widened as she noticed that her friend hadn’t shaved her private area. Based on her reaction, it must’ve looked like Buckwheat on a bad hair day “down there.” Later on in the skit, the lady with the bush asked her boyfriend if he had an issue with her unkempt nether region. He paused before confessing, “Yes, it’s a bit much.”

This got me thinking about the topic of hair “down there” and how people perceive it. Now I can only speak for myself, but I like an even playing field “down there.” It doesn’t have to be bald and all that (nothing wrong with it, though); all I require/desire is that the grounds are maintained to some degree. Trust me, ladies, guys take note of this because if you don’t even take care of your most prized possession then what does that say about your overall hygiene and how you’ll care for me. I know, I know, it could look like a sweet slice of heaven on Earth between her legs but still wind up being a putrid cesspool of death, but I’m just saying. Think of it like a house: When you don’t mow your lawn and let things get out of hand you’re only bringing down your property value—and who wants that?

Truth be told, I think you can tell a lot about where a woman’s head is at by her crotch crop work. There have been times when a chick and I were making out and my fingers were allowed to do the walking and I found myself smack dab in the middle of a follicular jungle. Yikes! If shorty is on point, by time I’m granted a repeat visit, her bushes will be trimmed and the grass will be low. This will lead me to believe that I just caught her on an off night last time. She probably wasn’t even planning or expecting to get it and didn’t have time to tidy up the place. If the loving is right, most women won’t want to get caught with their pants down… Well, actually….

Tell me that I’m wrong, ladies. Don’t y’all tend to prime the love patch when you know you’re going to have company? It might not even be for the guy, it could just be to make yourself feel sexy. Whatever the case, it helps. I know I conduct extra grounds keeping when I have a planned (or highly likely) visit to the ball field. I don’t do it for myself, per say, I just think it’s common courtesy to allow workers to have easy access to your tool without large bushes obstructing their view. (TMI I know but you’ll get over it).

Now I’m not saying that a wild garden is a definite showstopper, because I’ll be damned if I’m that close to the action to let a few extra long hair follicles stand between us. But it can definitely dampen (or actually un-dampen) the mood for any potential oral theatrics on my part. Like I said, I like a clear path to the goal. Is that so wrong, ladies?

When it comes to trimming the hedges, though, everyone has their own personal preferences. Some ladies go for the full Monty, others like the sporty racing stripe, others get a basic fade, and some go for a fuller look. But an all out Afro “down there?” Nah, I’m not feeling that so much, and I’m sure I’m not alone. Maybe back in the ’60s, but most guys I know prefer more maintenance and less mess “down there.”

Am I alone on this? Are you guys and gals turned off by too much hair “down there?” Would you ever tell your partner, male or female, to trim their pubes? Or do you feel at that point in the night it really doesn’t matter?

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