Sometime in 1991
(singing) Let’s talk about sex, baby.
let’s talk about you and me,
let’s talk about…
before I could finish the song, I received the most resounding slap of my life!!!
“ Who taught you to sing that bad song” ( that was my cousin)
The pain didn’t compare to the shame I felt.
I was ” caught ” singing about ” bad ” things.
For days, I prayed that I wouldn’t be reported to my mum.
I didn’t want her to be disappointed in me…
Moving Houses… I’m cleaning up my room with a dear friend and sister; Charity Opare.
“Mrs Laguda, what is this?” she asked
I turned around and she was holding up my new vibrating ring in its pack.
I could have passed out from the embarrassment I felt.
(I must add that we are both married with kids)
So, why was it difficult to just tell her what the object she was holding was?
I am married and in the best position to talk about SEX.
If I can’t speak about SEX openly and honestly, who should?
As Christians, most of us grew up in a culture of silence as it pertains to sex.
Sex and God seem incompatible ( especially for women)
speaking about Sex, Foreplay and its pleasures unnerves us and a word like “orgasm” is a taboo.
We have been robbed of the pleasure that comes from sexual intimacy.
Somewhere in our subconscious we think that sex and God are alternatives.
God designed our bodies Himself and I believe He knew that we would derive pleasure from sexual expressions.
So, why the shame?
I totally agree that boundaries are essential when talking about sex but really,
how many of us will freely discuss our bodies and sex with our spouse?
(the one we are “ doing it” with)
Why do I walk into a pharmacy with the intention to buy a variety of lubricants and end up buying a cough syrup?
Why couldn’t I have told Mrs Opare (Charity Opare) that a vibrating ring is a Sex toy that goes on the penis and at the top, there is a tiny little vibrator and when having sex, it gives a very pleasurable sensation.
Information like this isn’t explicit. Or is it?