I have come to tell you people about this man that I met last year. Omo, men dey sha. This particular man is definitely every lady’s dream man. This man can cook and enjoys cooking. His love language is acts of service, so it’s major princess treatment over here. He fucks so well, OMG! I’ve never been fucked like this before. This man will make sure you cum at least twice before actually penetrating you. And guess what? He doesn’t drink or smoke, always about living a healthy life, and he’s sexy as hell! Tall and brown-skinned. Also, he has money—oil money ooo—because he works with Total. There’s this aura he gives off when he walks into a room; just his presence commands respect. The level of respect I get when I’m with him, ehh! And you know what?
He’s an introvert—doesn’t talk too much, doesn’t have many friends. Social media? He’s not on Instagram, just Facebook, and he doesn’t even post. Also, this man is very, very smart naturally. This particular man? I’m never letting him go. If you end up with this kind of man as a husband, my sister, it’s actually an achievement oo. I feel like he walked out of a fairytale because how can one person have so many good qualities? Did I mention that he’s extremely neat and organized? Ha! God abeg oo. I’ve been with him since last November, and he’s been perfect. He placed me on an allowance every month and is very supportive. Sometimes I feel like he’s too good to be true and might be hiding something because omo…
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