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21st Century Parasite
Marriage has lost its security and the vow, its invincibility especially in a generation so saga and scandal loving and a society rarely frowning its face to traditional unfaithfulness. Setting up the stage for lots of pests to freely and openly infest in the neighbourhood, social circuses and especially office places. Eligible married men constantly diverging from patient feminine traps while their glowing female counterparts, in constant struggles with ambitious masculine tricks both now part of a system contributing to what makes life full of life. Different scenarios, multiple tales, one of which is of a she-viper. The claim of the reason behind her attraction is his decency and emotional accomplishments. Ironically, wanting him to become bad because he is good. The moment the Ice cream is served is the time it begins to melt. Whether it is licked or not. If caution and an absolute stand point are not well expressed, a working adventure or an extra-official pleasure then becomes a life-all-round-disaster. Discomfort from such heat with a cooling effect is difficult to resist and when all defenses are dropped, any man would forget it was actually an attack. She steals every moment to be loosely informal in words or in actions, fine crossed legs germinating from silly skirts, nipple-flaunting roundies, seemingly fighting against any covering which are quick to dance to the rhythm of his curious attention and rejoice in their expected victory on his shocked eyes. He rebuffs her advances with “I am married” she counters with “the ring makes you a kinda hot” “I have a family who needs me” is his redemptive shield to her strategy of keeping him longer, after the day’s gone “no wonder, you’re so caring to everyone around you” she flatters. He cautions her civil mannerlessness and moral carelessness “there’s no harm, it’s my body, you can choose not to look” She assures. He tries never to sit opposite of her during official gatherings, licking of the pen’s tip with her red lips, showing off a wet erotic tongue and several eye contacts each sending the same message is his regular torment. When a man is naughty, he’s a pervert but if it is a woman then she’s naturally hot and cute. This is her enjoyment, taking full liberty in the fun of his resistance, avoidance and attempted distance. She’s always readily available to render him services systematically gaining acquaintance with his mind through regular presence mostly obscene. When such a link is established, the longing becomes mutual from both ends as colleagues or partners, the situation could still be within reach of salvation; as a subordinate or the boss, the circumstance becomes a prolonged, trickery and devastating one. Then the eye finally opens to realize it is already blind and staying briefly or permanently so is then left to gossips, the society and family to decide because at this point he is no longer a victim.
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