Ugh! How I hate to have to do this because I happen to be a lover of the facial hair. As a lady, I love the tingling feeling it exerts when it rubs against my skin, sending numerous pleasant vibes down my spine, these feeling I must confess are extremely exhilarating...can I get an amen? Jeez let me just tell you how I fell in love with the beards already ahhhh.
I fell in love with the beards one random day, I can't be precise as I don't recall what day it might have been but was it a romance, lust, infatuation, or just side attraction I wasn't necessarily sure. In times past I did have a boyfriend who kept a bit of the facial hair, every now and then I would rub my hands against it and feel the roughness and that was just about it, there was nothing sensual attached to his facial hair, nothing! But for this said day the reverse happened to be the case and with the last person I had expected should I say.
I had been ill earlier that day, malaria had me down tightly knitted to the ground with twines that burned mercilessly and after incessant pleas that fell on deaf ear, it finally decided to relieve me of my pains just a little bit. I wasn't going to be at work, this was the perfect excuse, I mentally danced etighi in my head wishing I was perfectly fit to do a real live version but just when I was about to transcend into atilogu I remembered my project at work which was due and needed me to append a signature lest my pocket pay the price; this evil called life.
I immediately hurried to the bath and took a shower, racing into my cloths and shoes I appeared at the office (malaria after all wasn't so strong when money was involved) as soon I got to the office I got my gloomy face on making sure to send a signal to everyone that I was sick, I didn't want to have to be asked to help with anything. So I got out the documents signed them and went straight to my boss's office to submit them, it was in a bid to submit them that I fell in love with the facial hair.
My boss happens to be a very kind man, I'm sure he would be the Ideal man to lots of women out there, he was charming, funny, caring, and genuinely nice; he never wanted anything in return for his act of kindness. That day he realised I was ill not just because I acted it, but because my body temperature had risen so high that you could feel it from a hand shake, so when I shook his hand he took time to question me? After much resistance (forming) I confessed that I was indeed sick, so he got me a drink and held me close in his arms so I won't fall...this was where it happened.
After I successfully gulped down a plastic of teem soda and felt so relieved, I thanked him countless times then got up to leave, as I was about standing, his face brushed slightly against mine and right there both my feet and ass got stuck to their position, the feeling was sharp, intoxicating and unique so I tried again and this time it was on purpose; I got up intentionally brushing my face against his hoping he doesn't notice, he didn't but the feeling left me begging for more and sadly there wouldn't be more, so we said our goodbyes and I got home wishing I would have a man with some sexy and rough facial hair :( that type that almost pierces your skin when they have a light shave, that type was the truth!
Oh yes! I remember the essence of this write up now, please guys not everyone of you is meant to have beards, so if peradventure you are carrying a pile of dirt as disgusting as an unshaved two months old pubic hair, I suggest you take it down! I'm walking by the third person today whose face looks like an untidy vagina....see Most times its not the trend that matters, its you...and I'm tired of seeing dirty faces all in a bid to join the "trend".
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