Crossing the multicultural line
Multiculturalism? Can you handle this? As easy as it may seem, its something you have to put your heart into. There are some African cultures I don’t think any woman can hack.
You get married by some African – I won’t say what ethnic group. Picture this… you have traveled all the way from whatever continent to get married to the love of your life. Everything has been smooth sailing… you cook together, making love is something both of you decide on… spontaneity… everything you have ever wanted. Then it dawns on you :!: After you have made that mighty decision of crossing that line...
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You have to know your place in the marriage… you should be a mother not only to his children - YOU MOTHER HIM - , a cook (your place is in the kitchen) and very good in bed. You have to put the husband first, every waking moment!!! You are his servant. When you cook, you have to cook what he wants, you serve him first, make love to him when he wants, how he wants it. NO FOREPLAY!!! Your sexual needs don’t count… when you want sex you don’t get… when he wants, he MUST GET. He owns you. You turn from being the sexy mama to a child making machine.
Now this is when multiculturalism stops being fun!!! What would you do? Get assimilated into it for love or pack your bags and take the next flight home? World take a step back and cross over too the side you came from!!!
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