I liked him right from the start. I liked his person and the way he made me feel anytime I was around him. He was straightforward and sounded like he didn’t have time to waste in a relationship. Before I said yes to his proposal, he had lined up all the plans towards our marriage. He said we were going to be married in eight months if everything went according to plan.

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He brought up intimacy on the phone and we were talking about it. From all indications, he wanted it as soon as possible and I was also ready for it. Out of the blue he said, “My ‘pin’ is small ooo. Let me tell you first before you get disappointed.”

I’d never thought of size since I met him and I’m not the kind of lady that believed size mattered, but immediately he said it, I started imagining the worst. “How small is your small?” I asked him. He answered, “Oh esua koraa. When you see it you’ll know I didn’t lie. It’s very small.”

When we met and I held it in my hand in the dark, I realized it was smaller than I imagined. He said, “Don’t check it. I’ve already told you it’s small but I’ll do my best.”

All the desires I had before the encounter left my body. The fact that he accepted defeat and I later realized he was right to have accepted defeat made things worse. I was like, “God, honestly you were not fair to this your son here. He might not be your favorite but what is this? Or you didn’t want to give him some at all but later changed your mind?”

He was happy going up and down but my mind was far away asking God questions. I realized he was done when he took his hands off me. When I left his place I told myself, “Can I be honest the way he was honest with me and tell him this won’t work?”

I couldn’t tell him but he was smart enough to notice the change in me after that encounter. He didn’t stress me at all. Once he saw the change, he stopped trying and we came to an end.

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He was good ooo, I won’t lie. He could be a very good husband but knowing who I am and what I encountered that night, it was best for me not to lead myself into cheating temptations. But I pray for him. I tell God to give him a befitting woman. A woman who will dance to the tune of his small pin because Dickson is a good man.

—Dorothy

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