What's love got to do with it?

You must understand
Though the touch of your hand
Makes my pulse react
That its only the thrill
Of boy meeting girl
Opposites attract
Its physical
Only logical
You must try to ignore
That it means more than that

Ironic lyrics by Tina Turner,It seems to be the mindset these days as Guys and Girls get down.
Even though I am still going through stuff I still believe it's not all about sex.I met a pleasant lady the other day and we conversed and conversed and ...
conversed some more. She was hot... no doubt, but being your traditional hold hands first to hug to first kiss then... kind of guy, I wasn't looking to lay or be laid.
When we met again she seemed offended by my chivalry, trust me not to 'slack', bottomline -we...
But when we became good friends, I had the audacity to ask why she was adamant about sex?
"well, whats the essence of meeting a guy and you fill the frisson and you don't satisfy it, immediately?"
Whatever happened to long lasting relationships that develope over time I asked?
"Oh boy don't even go there, its overated... love ke?" whats love got to do with good hot sex?
I agree(afterall its my personal opinion that that part of the female anatomy is the world's best creation )
I wondered why we won't go about it the right way and have better relationships.

Hmmmmmmmmm part 2

Hey folks,
Here I was the week before last in my lovely J-town, as best man or grooms best pal or whatever they call it these days. I was pretty apprehensive as it was my first ever assignment in this capacity.
I arrived Jos spent having missed my Thursday flight I spent the whole day on the road and when the trip commenced from Abuja we had a couple of challenges and ended up in Jos at 2AM, we could'nt get in till Friday morning.
I spent the nite in the bus in good company(even though the transport company provided good accommodation-rare these days!)of the driver and some canned star accompanied by hotly peppered suya.
Friday morning I hooked up with the lady that has my heart but still puts me through gruesome torture after the hug and kiss(e sweet sha!)I followed her to her designers place to berate him for the delay with her gown.
Any way I hooked prayed all night in support of my pal and turned up looking like a heavy hitter(a lot of people asked who I was).Trust former J-town boy, I looked pristine and even though there was a clashing of angels cymbals in my head I managed to suvive and not drop the couples rings.
The reception was good and I supported my pal dancing like a typical Jarawa dude(If know them they are so energetic)and I had a good laugh after the thanksgiving service the next day when I overheard my Lady(She was the chief bridesmaid) gisting a pal how another babe approached to ask for my contact details, even though she was calm on the exterior I could imagine...
Later after we had settled down to a few glasses of wine and I asked her what she told the lady who asked for my contacts and she goes " She thought she had a catch, but I told her to ask the groom. I'm sure when she got her answer, thats why she vamoosed sharply"
I felt so good that my babe still had such passion for me, I thought it was waning...