Prostitution Merges with Superstition

“As busy as you are, she
agrees that you leave to catch
up with your family before its midnight.”

Overtime, man and woman have always wanted the most of what they have spent on either party for a good reason. Whichever degree of what you are looking for anyway; there must also be a limit however you may want to legitimize your obscene acts. It has emerged that prostitution has gone digital. I have been told by my colleagues that they have better name-commercial sex workers. Well, wherever suits them better is what we will use. After all, the business has been commercialized in many backstreets of most major cities around the world be it be NY, Rio, Manchester, Mumbai; Jo’burg or Nairobi.

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Granted, it is a willing giver a willing taker. That literally means that there exists mutual concept between the two parties. The whole fiasco starts with a man giving a call to the house informing the wife of a late business deal even emergency that has to be addressed lest the company’s reputation will be trounced. I love these “business” ideas. How I wish they were harnessed for the better of the corporate world. Our nations would be moving at a bomber’s speed to hit its target.

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Thankfully, this new deal will see both parties afford a big smile on their face. For one, it will be elusive but for the other, permanent. Good things come out of toil. Isn’t it? After that call to the house, the man gets the go ahead to seal the deal that has emerged. Yes he has the full support of family members who are waiting for him in the house later that evening once the deal is over. After all, home is a couple of minutes drive from the office during the off-peak hours.

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Upon arrival at a usual den in the backstreet where there is an ample parking, the man’s chores are in a KISS slogan-keep it simple and short. This way, it is manageable. He just lowers his window to see who catches the eye and before long, they flock at the side like a swarm of bees looking for some nectar. Indeed they have it. Using some of the literal muscle, one outwits others to open the door that was at ajar, pops in and there you go with your newest catch.

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Unfortunately, there is a new strategy employed by the ladies that keeps you going back. And before I tell it to you, promise me that you are not going to let them know. But whatever you are planning to do, I decide to share with you what has been discovered since I am a brother’s keeper. The truth is, whether you like it or not, you are going back after you first stepped in that street. But there is a way out. You however need to apologize to your first lady. She will forgive you if you are remorseful.

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Commercial sex workers have found a new way to make sure that once you have set your eyes on their thighs, you will keep going back for more as long as they are available. They do this when you are totally careful so as not to infect your family which they strongly back with hidden agendas aimed at benefiting them. They insist that you use protective measures during the act probably a good quality female and male condom. Isn’t it a noble idea?

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All these are aimed at reaching your semen after you are done with her. As busy as you are, she agrees that you leave to catch up with your family before its midnight. She argues; let me throw this dirt away. Granted, there is a dust bin behind you where she turns and dumps them before your eyes. Hardly do you know that after you exit, she will come back to your “forgotten” sperm, for a special ritual that will keep you coming back as long as you are energetic. This is where prostitution meets superstition. Without your knowledge, your semen lands in the able hands of a witchdoctor who performs the chemistry that you once learnt in high school when a young boy that you have forgotten. By doing this, she would have had potential clients in her business.