What should have been a home victory turned into a painful defeat.
I’ve been talking to a lady for a while now. She has billed me a few times, and although it was frustrating, I kept telling myself that one day, man would finally feast. That day came yesterday.
She texted around mid-morning saying she was around Lakeside Estate, helping her elder sister who had just given birth. She wanted to see me. Google Maps said it was about a 35-minute drive from my place in Oyarifa, so I decided to go, not even with serious expectations, just happy to see her after a long time.
The drive through the Adenta–Frafraha stretch was rough, but I pushed through. When she showed up, she looked amazing. Truly stunning.
While talking, she asked about my day. I told her I was free until a 4pm meeting. It was about 12:30pm, so she suggested we sit at a nearby lounge. We did. She ordered a club beer; I stuck to water.
Later, she said her sister needed a package picked up from Madina and asked if I could drop her there. Since it was on my way, and she would finally see my place, I agreed. In my head, I was already celebrating.
I jokingly told her that if she entered my house, I was taking my three points. She laughed, asked if that was all I wanted, and eventually agreed.
I drove like a man on a mission.
We got to my place and went straight to the bedroom. I turned on the AC, TV, and music, fully prepared for action. She freshened up and came back ready.
Then disaster struck.
My system completely shut down. No response. I tried everything, lubricant, oil, patience, encouragement, nothing worked. Even after suiting up, my body refused to cooperate.
She asked if she wasn’t my type. I assured her she was exactly my spec and that I was just as confused as she was.
Not long after, her sister kept calling, so she had to leave.
The drive back to Lakeside was the longest of my life. Ego bruised. Spirit low. Mind racing.
Since yesterday, I’ve been researching nonstop, trying to understand what caused the sudden dumsor in my boxers. It was embarrassing, but I’m holding onto hope.
We’ve scheduled a rematch at the same venue.
So I’m asking for advice. If you’ve ever gone blank before an important match, what can I do to make sure I show up properly this time?
