Adventures From a Lifetime of Staring at Girls #5
Hi everyone and welcome to the FIFTH edition of the Adventures from a lifetime of staring at sweethearts. I'm your host with the hoes, Nevies the not-novice 😉, the eyes of Horus looking at the ass of whore-rus (yes not a real word, but what do you say we stay civil, keep quiet and enjoy the rhyme, eh?)
This is a series where I give situation reports about things that transpire as I go about my daily life simply being a gentleman, walking upright, breathing in air, keeping an open mind like they say in the philosophy books and finally keeping an open eye that just happens to take in so many girls.
Here's the intro to the series:
I'm assuming by now everyone knows I'm like most modest gentlemen out there, which means everyone knows that quite like everybody else I breathe through my nose, eat through my mouth and like me some girls 😀.
There are a lot of things I want to do with these girls, naturally, and once in a while I'm lucky enough to do it with them, other times I'm stumbling and rolling on the ground from hitting the many obstacles that stand between me and doing the happy things I want to do with these girls. But there's one thing that is the easiest to do, this one thing that every gentleman like myself dearly love to do, this one thing that never fails us, this one thing that is always readily available to be done if you quite want to. That one thing is: looking at girls!
It never fails. All you need to do is go where girls could be found, or simply go about your daily business in society, keeping an open heart and an open eye and you'd get to absorb all the beauty, hills and plains, curves and edges these ladies drag along with them.
There are studies (you can check one out here), that prove that staring at women can be very beneficial to men's lifespans and health. Now I'm an honest man, I'm not trying to pretend like this study is the reason why I stare at girls, I had been staring at girls years before the people who carried out this study were even born, but I'm bringing this study up so that you can look at me and be proud of me for the great work I'm busy doing on my health and lifespan instead of doing drugs and ruining my life. You see?
So in my day to day quest to staying a model young man by improving my health in this way, I do have some adventures (Funny how I didn't have to become an archeologist in the end in order to have my fair share of adventure in this life). I've decided I start sharing my adventures, observations and stories with the rest of the world, who knows I might end up inspiring people to be healthier and lead better lives. With that I welcome you all to the brand new series tittled:
Adventures From a Lifetime of Staring at Girls
In case you didn't already realize it, this series is like what they do on #exhaust and #actifit, it is all a means to promote healthy living by documenting our healthy activities. Before you object, remember the studies that show that staring at swidis is healthy living? Alright, don't argue with scientists and experts okay?
I'm going to be separating these different adventures/stories and calling them 'Reports' for organizational purposes like I always do. Each adventures post would typically have many reports so it would never be too brief.
Alright, here we go for the Fifth edition!
This edition is more about me moving from place to place in my country, Nigeria, spreading the
grosspel gospel to the daughters of men, like the prophets of old.
Abakaliki is a city in my country Nigeria and I'm giving you free travel advice that goes like this: don't go there! The soil in that city is usually slippery, so you'd always have to walk carefully and keep your eyes on the ground. And you know what keeping your eyes on the ground means? It means you would miss out on all the swidis passing by! Nobody needs that kind of vacation.
In my time doing the good work, I've come to love this Nigerian city called Enugu.
Anytime I'm going to Enugu, when I get to the boundaries I look around very well to see if I'd find the checkpoint where they screen the girls coming into Enugu. You know? The checkpoint where they check the girls coming into Enugu for booty proficiency and if you don't have a nice ass they send you back.
Did you just say there can't be any such checkpoint? I'm sorry I'd have to disagree with you, there has to be a checkpoint like that because the number of high grade booties I see in Enugu is in questionable proportions! And I've asked fellow pilgrims, they all say the same thing. It really seems if you're a girl, before you are let into Enugu they screen your booty and if it does not meet the requirements they send you back. Then for the other girls without a nice booty in Enugu, they must have smuggled themselves into Enugu at night or something.
I and a female friend of mine visited a university campus once. And me being the gentle fellow that I am, I was feeding my eyes on all the beautiful sisters around and giving them the continuous assessment (CA) they deserved.
Then I turned to my female friend and let her know what I'd just observed, that there were more girls in this school than guys. She disagreed and retorted that from what she was seeing there were more guys here than girls. We argued back and forth like this and I frowned. But I thought more about it, I now saw that this friend of mine was also doing some feeding of her own, on the gentlemen around, with her eyes.
Then it struck me! I, myself, being a lady lover was looking out for only girls and so it was only girls I saw. While my female friend, being a lover of guys, was looking out for only guys and so it was only guys she saw. It is like what they say in ancient philosophy books, that what you seek is what you find and other profound stuff like that.
I immediately shared this with my friend. I told her she saw only guys while I saw only girls because we see only what we're on the look out for. It struck her too as she realized this was the truth. Our argument ended and we shook hands on this new found common ground. If only world leaders were diplomatic like this...
One time, on a journey to a new city for a short pilgrimage I had to stay with a friend of mine.
I found out that no matter how much restraint I put on, the wind kept blowing my head to face the direction of the neighbour's wife. I kid you not! The wind! I
do don't lie about these type of things.
The neighbour must have caught me staring, because when my friend introduced me to him he took an overly good look at me like he was checking me out to see if I'd be capable of fucking his wife behind his back. I returned a look right back to him that said:
'I wouldn't rule that out if I were you'
I never knew a day would come when the sight of bare breasted young women would be so unattractive to me until I visited a community where most of the young women were breastfeeding mothers. Seeing babies upon babies suckling on this thing made it look like these boobies were being defiled, like the boobs were being put into the wrong use. It was like booby blasphemy!
But one event really stood out for me. I saw a baby boy suckling on a booby with some skill, and you know how they say that game recognizes game? That was how my game recognized this little guy's game in a split second! This little guy was suckling on one boob and at the same time, using his hand to pinch and fondle the other free nipple in the legendary player fashion. I looked at him with a proud smile, knowing in my heart that there is hope for the future generation.
That's it y'all! 😃
Thanks for dropping by on today's edition. See you in future editions!
Also, if you haven't, check out the previous editions:
Adventures From a Lifetime of Staring at Girls #1
Has 4 reports
Adventures From a Lifetime of Staring at Girls #2
Has 4 reports
Adventures From a Lifetime of Staring at Girls #3
Has 2 reports
Adventures From a Lifetime of Staring at Girls #4
Has 2 reports