I have known Tony for the past ten years. He is friends with my family. My brothers especially, like to hang out with him. Well, they are all friends now. Ever since he came into my life he declared his intentions to pursue a romantic relationship with me. “I love you. I want to marry you,” he proposed. I was twenty then. I didn’t even know where my life was heading. What business did I have with marriage? I even thought he was trying to use marriage as a trap to get into my pants. This made me not like him.

I turned down his proposal but he didn’t back down. Every once in a while, he would get close to me and tell me, “I still haven’t forgotten about you. My feelings for you grow day by day.” “How would you forget about me when you are always hanging around my brothers?” I would think. However, I always made sure he knew I wasn’t available to him.

Time has a way of forcing us to redirect our thoughts. That was what happened with him. As the years went by, I softened my heart toward him. I started to see him as a friend but that was it. I still had no romantic interest in him. We talked whenever he came home with my brothers. I was getting older so I was in a place where I could have a polite relationship with him without the awkwardness of his intentions hanging over my head.

When I turned thirty, he came to me again. “We’ve been doing this dance for the past ten years. I know you are single. So why don’t you give me a chance to prove that I can be the right man for you?” Although I started to see him differently, I still wasn’t sure about him. However, this time around my brothers pitched in. They told him he was a good man. “Even if you don’t trust the purity of his intentions, trust us. He will do right by you.”

I thought, “Maybe the right man has been under my nose all this while. Let me give him a chance and see how it goes.” When I finally agreed to date him, it was all headed toward marriage. Our relationship mostly abided by the rules of courtship. When we talked about our future, it had to do with our lives together as a couple. It’s been six months now and things were going great until I spent one night with him recently.

Everything that happened that night now has me rethinking the whole relationship. One item I was curious to check off the list was our sexual compatibility. So that night we did it. All I can say is that the encounter left a bitter taste in my mouth.

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The first disappointment happened when I saw the size of his member. It was so little. Regardless, I told myself, “Just because it’s micro-sized doesn’t mean it won’t do the job. Let’s give him a chance.” Do you know the saying, “What you see is what you get?” That was exactly what happened. The moment he put it in, he came. He didn’t even thrust. Wow!

I was willing to stop right there but Tony wanted to redeem himself. So he said we should try again. I was patient enough to agree. That one too, he finished immediately he made his way into me. He looked defeated. “I am sorry,” he said, “Let me try again.” I was frustrated but I maintained my calm. I assured him that it was alright. “These things happen to many men, I have been told. So don’t let it bother you. We can try another time,” I calmly said.

My man said no. He would like to try again. We kissed, touched, and made out heavily but he couldn’t get his little friend up and running to play with us. I kept telling him to relax and that we were under no pressure to get it right that night, but he was determined to do it. If only his determination translated into his little friend. We did everything that night but his joystick was as deflated as a flat tyre.

By the next morning, whatever little affection I was trying to develop for him completely vanished. When it comes to sexual attraction, I am completely turned off by him now. This is bothering me. I want to end the relationship as soon as possible. If not, I foresee a long road of sexual frustration and starvation in my future. I don’t want to be in that position. I should just break off the courtship and move on, right?

—Doreen

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