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Oogling and drooling as I lust after the delicious,yummy chocolate abs of...gush...Trey Songz in a music video.

Black man's abs


My male friends look at me as if I'm some perverted male...maybe I am.

Sadly as a woman such men are just a mirage in a desert full of pot bellied men.Yes,I said it!I believe I speak on behalf of my sisters,who have been termed 'overambitious',and having high standards in the looks department.We would love to see more abs and less flab.

Why our brothers keep mount Everests of flesh I fail to understand.Worse still,men boobs that could hold shares in a dairy company.

Who would blame me.I become a pervert because Usher's six-pack makes me want to eat of it,or I'm actually envious of Generations' Queen Moroka having 'Muscle man' Lungile,hold her in his arms.Yes,guilty as charged!

What my brothers should understand is most women already have stuffed toys,a new addition in the form of a man is not adorable.A little working out would do wonders.And it is not necessarily a gym workout that gives a man a body of a god,but general physical work(ask gardeners).

Yes,we ladies are pleading for a change in the pedigree of men.In as much as financial security,spirituality,prestige,are top priorities,physical appearances add a whole different dimension.It would be a breath of fresh air to come across a Zimbabwean brother who's facially blessed and has a body that gives Drogba a run for his money,instead of fantasizing about Hollywood celebrities.

I would like to have Tyrese Gibson, as the boy next-door, the guy in the supermarket, my work colleague,the guy in the church choir,the stranger in the street.

Gentlemen! The next time you want to send me a picture of LMFAO's, 'I'm Sexy and I Know It!', make sure that I don't dispute that.

P.S.: Always write your own love story.

Ciao!

Lady E

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