most men i know are in one way or the other obsessed with curvy women’s figures
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From my own observation, very few men keep their eyes focused on their destination after they have passed an endowed woman going the opposite direction. Many of them turn their eyes to look
I have always been baffled by how men turn their necks each time a beautiful woman passes by.
Business almost always comes to a standstill irrespective of how serious the issue at hand is when a curvy women passes by a group of men.
A lot of men are obsessed, in words and actions, with female figures, especially the curvy ones.
We were at Mama B’s as usual. The topics being discussed ranged from the Obama visit to the Egyptian coup. We also touched on the two Bongo chics who were caught with drugs in Madiba’s land.
So, there we were, silently watching men and women passing by as we sipped the golden liquid in brown bottles.
I didn’t know exactly why everyone around the table seemed to be mark timing on their drink.
The waitress had come thrice, shaking the bottles, hoping there were empties to replace, each time she was disappointed.
But I knew a quick drain of the bottle would mean to the others my wallet wasn’t suffering a Greek epidemic.
I can’t quite remember who raised the issue but suddenly out of the blue rose this crazy topic; maybe because no one wanted to talk about the same boring politics.
“Why do men fix their eyes on women’s behinds each time they passby. The more flexible the cabin was the longer would be the stare!” one said.
“Aah! That’s part of African male culture I suppose,” I commented.
“No, it’s universal,” Kasuku argued. “Men from all races are attracted to curvy women.”
“But how is that possible while women in other groups hardly have any bums to stare at?” I queried. “Take for example our Asian sisters.”
“You mean you can’t differentiate the back from the bum?” Kiteu questioned teasingly.
What really interested me was the fact that the guys who were a couple of minutes ago dead silent were now engrossed in some of the silliest discussions I have heard in recent days.
“Come on guys let’s talk about more serious matters,” I said.
“Like what,” said Bonge, who seemed even more interested in his new found hobby.
In a cheeky low tone he started saying to us “look, look.” As he pointed to a guy who had literally stopped walking and was staring at some young women who were enormously endowed.
Dressed in leggings and some fancy tops, the girls were an awesome sight to the extent that the guy stood transfixed with his mouth ajar.
Suddenly, we all had a wild laugh that must have brought the guy back to his senses. He had no doubt when heheard our chuckles and had quickly recovered, walked on with eyes forward for a moment.
Then when he turned after a few strides ahead some whistles and boos went after him.
“You can’t blame the chap some of these women can shake those things very provocatively. So it is only natural that men get attracted,” said Kasuku.
“Do not be deceived. You know some of those wowowos are not original. Some are fake, oh! They use all sorts of things to enlarge them.” Kiteu said.
No one listened to the man’s wisdom; it had by now become a game. The group would fix its eyes on the pedestrians like a team of bird watchers.
From my own observation, very few men keep their eyes focused on their destination after they have passed an endowed woman going in the opposite direction.
