There’s this new craze for dieting among women, in my office, it’s a competition of who has the correct figure 8. I innocently hugged a female colleague some weeks ago, chai...it felt like she was in a strait jacket...don’t ask me how I know what a strait jacket feels like....her body felt like she was wearing iron cast round her body, she was so stiff, I couldn’t feel her skin...I guess that must have been body magic or body shapper......kai.......I quickly de-hugged her because I didn’t want to break my ribs.....it aint easy to be a woman. The desire to be seen as physically perfect has led to a lot of temporal or permanent body enhancements.
I am suspecting one babe in this my office oh, her name is Ekaette. Her ikebe looks too good to be true,the way her ikebe is positioned ehn, except she’s wearing bum pad it can’t be possible for ikebe to be that well rounded and be rotating the way it does........kilode....did God just concentrate on her ikebe alone during creation ni? That ikebe commands attention; you just can’t help but have your eyes follow the ikebe everywhere it goes. It’s a reflex action. I don’t envy the men in my office at all, having to deal with this lady everyday is not a small something and that ikebe is a temptation you can’t help but fall for..... a case of the “the Spirit is willing but the flesh is weak”. Any day, I chop liver; I will ask her if I can touch the ikebe.....for my sanity I need to know if it’s real and how it feels like. Do you think it will be soft? I am thinking it must be silicon or bum pad....... don’t judge me, yes I am jealous small........hahahaha
Chai...there’s God oh...I “haff” spoil finish.......hahaha.......see Sykik fantasizing about another woman’s ikebe..........I cover my eyes with the blood of Jesus...I cover my mind with the blood of Jesus. I bind and cast my eyes from following Ekaette’s ikebe again in Jesus name, Father, you said in your word that we should ask so we can receive, Father God , please give me my own ikebe..... Amen.......
I really need to ask God why he didn’t deem it fit to give me ikebe, what I presently have cannot be called ikebe...it is as flat as a frying pan....it can’t tempt a blind man sef.... :)