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09.10.2007 Personal

"oh" My Commanding Wife

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oh My Commanding Wife
09.10.2007 LISTEN

Meeting my wife Akua Agartha was by chance. My bossom friend Kwame Peter had a liking for older women and dated Akua's mum.

It was a fine friday night in 1980, the full moon shone over Bodomase, the free range animals walked about, the kids had come out to play, the grandparents were telling ananse stories, the palm wine tappers were dishing calabash full of our favorite african wine and the distant drums were bluring from the nearby villages. That was a typical African night and after our routine boisterous escapades, Kwame decided to visit his sugar mama, who was affectionately called "Mama Supreme" because of her financial power.

We arrived at Mama's house, and being the shy guy i was, i resigned to a little spot. I sat there minding my business and the pretty but shy girl who was serving me water was Akua. Seeing her made my knees wobble, my heart beat was faster than a sprinter and had goose bumps all over me. I was a naive virgin who had taken consolace in binge drinking. I was the Village champion when it came to apio and nsa fufuo drinking, but in the girls department, i was inadequate. I could not do much, but Akua's beauty had me dreaming about her.

I told Kwame about my crush on his step daughter and he just laughed because he knew very well my "mouth die" sickness would hinder my progress. I was determined more than i had been before and started ambushing Akua at places to ask a stupid questions and get the chance to look at her pretty face. The courtship was at a snail speed but i finally woed her against the competition from all the guys.

Fast forward, God blessed me with a green card lottery, and after two years i succeeded in bringing Akua to the United States. Thats where my problems started and for the past 8 years i have not had a reprieve from my troubles.

Dear readers, the purpose of this blog is to have an outlet for my wife's shenanigans. It would be too long to tell everything in the past but i hope to blog my story on this website since i have no one to talk over my problems with. I hope to let readers into my dramatic life and if anyone who feels my pain will take solace in my similar fate.

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