The Initiation: the first encounter had happened the night before, and there were the usual fumbles and insecurities. We had been sending sexy text messages all morning, and finally I summed up enough courage to tell him what I liked and what I wanted. It didn’t quite start off so formal, but given his management background thought it would be a good route to use. Needless to say the directions given were followed to a‘t’.
Dear Mr. X,
I was happy when my phone died as I thought I could then focus on the work that is at hand, rather than the work to be done later. Suffice to say I kept scrolling back to your …

On a previous post about ‘shag buddies’ one of the regular commentators on this blog Kofi stated, ‘renting is for the birds’ – where renting refers to shag buddies… Now I’ve been in the renting business for quite a few years now and now I’m thinking its time to buy a house. But I don’t think there are any suitable houses around. Most of the houses I see and covet already have tenants or are not exactly to my specifications. I like spacious houses, houses in which I don’t feel restricted, where I can move about freely and not feel like anyone is trying to chain me to the kitchen sink…
At the same time I …

A finger in the mouth
Runs slowly its entire length
Along a rough and hungry tongue
That grips with eager strength
Leaving behind a creamy trail
A tangy taste, a whiff inhaled
Of steamy creamy sourness
The scent of perfume mixed with sweat
A thought will now possess
Notions of innuendo beget
A big hard stick stirs rythmic’lly
The steaming pot of akamu
Until the labour and the toil
At last brings the pot to the boil
COPYRIGHT Unoma Giese 2010

I was bbm’ing with one of my friends earlier this evening and after our usual random conversation on everything under the sun the conversation changed:
Her:
Hmmm
Speaking of which
Me:
Eh he
Go on…
Her:
I was reading the papers today
And there was a letter from some girl titled: ‘lesbianism is a choice’
Me:
Eish!
A pro lezzie letter in a GH paper?
Now under normal circumstances I hardly read the papers ( a very bad habit for someone who works in Communications!) but when I got home I asked my Mum if she had today’s Daily Graphic
“Yes, I didn’t see anything interesting in it though. Is there something interesting in it” she asked. “Oh, no” I responded.
But there is something interesting in the Daily …

Historically there have been some categories of people that I thought it was completely out of the question to date/hook up with:
* My friend’s ex
* The friend of an ex
* The brother (sister or any relative) of an ex
* Someone who liked my friend first (before deciding that he liked me)
As far as I was concerned it was nothing short of treachery for any friend of mine to date my ex. I remember and my group of college friends and I ostracising a mutual friend who started dating my ex boyfriend. We were so mean to her and eventually the guy in question did not treat her much better.
At a party in Accra several weeks …

I was parking in front of the house gates when out of the corner of my eye I saw a man run up to a woman and grab something off her. I thought to myself “Am I witnessing a robbery at 9pm?” “Give me my phone” she started yelling. I got out of my car and started screaming, “Stop it! What are you doing? Shame!” He was holding her by the shoulders and shaking her like a rag doll…she crumbled to the floor and started sobbing. Big, huge, racking sobs…no one was doing anything. The security staff of the house next door were still standing guard over the house they’re meant to protect. I called …

Imagine if…
Men and women didn’t play games…
People were free to love whoever they wanted to love…
Age really was nothing but a number…
Imagine if…
(Add your own ‘imagine if’ in the comment field below)

Yesterday my girlfriend and I were walking past ‘The Pink Pussycat” in the Village (New York) when she asked if I wanted to pop in:
“Sure, I’m supposed to do a review of a sex shop in every city I visit, and I’m yet to write up my review of Babeland from my last trip to NYC”
So in we went, and soon got engaged in conversation with the very knowledgeable sales woman on female ejaculation and the best vibrators for stimulating your g spot. I soon remembered that one of my friends had asked me to buy her the Kama Sutra on CD (which I had been unsuccessful at finding) so asked Raven (the saleswoman) …

Going bananas for condoms?
Condoms galore!
What colour pack would you like?

I’m currently attending the XVIII International Aids Conference in Vienna and came across these great images (at least I think they are).
Oops, somehow I caught my reflection in this picture hence the strange orangey/reddish tinge

Enjoy!
P.S: I did think to myself, I wish Nana Kofi was here to take these pictures for me