InformedLola:
A friend learnt the hard way, see her story below:

There was this guy in my neighborhood that I had a massive crush on. It was so serious that I could barely spend five minutes at a time without fantasizing about him. The problem was he never seemed to notice me or have the same interest in me. Now there is nothing unattractive about me, in fact, I am a really good looking young lady and ‘naturally endowed’… believe me, I don’t need squats. I attributed his lack of interest to the fact that he is many years older than me, about 27 while I am 21. Also, he is a working-class and I’m still a student.

I felt he saw me as a small girl and each time I come across him in the neighborhood (which was never accidental as I was always hanging around his house) he would respond to my greeting with an absent-minded “how are you, my dear” which always hurt me.
So one day, I decided to take matters into my own hands; to take the bull by the horn and ride it forcefully. I could not stand suffering in silence much longer. That fateful night, I planted myself close to his house, I knew the time he usually came back from work, and loitered there in ambush for him for a full twenty minutes! I was in the most provocative clothes I could dare leave my house in without raising eyebrows; a very tight knee-length skirt that hugged my hips like die and a sleeveless tank top that exposed a bit of my small breasts. I also made up my face to even look more beautiful.

Finally he came strolling towards the gate of his house, as usual he was dressed semi-formally in long-sleeved shirt and trousers. My heart beat wildly as I approached him.
“Good evening Brother Tee.”
“How are you, my dear.”

But I planted myself in front of him this time around and playfully placed my hands on my hips, acting as if I was angry. “You don’t use to smile at someone self.”
That was how I was able to get his attention, I mean truly get his attention. I saw his eyes light up as though he was seeing me for the first time, they lingered on the hands I placed on my hips or was it the hips themselves?

We exchanged a few pleasantries and I asked if I could come and visit him some time, and he agreed, saying anytime on Saturday. We even exchanged numbers. I was overjoyed and congratulated myself for being bold enough to finally give him the hint that I liked him. Okay, it was more than just a hint.

But just today, all this joy and excitement came crashing down into depression. A friend, and not even a close friend, called and told me how she had heard from someone that I was a lose girl, that I had toasted Brother Tee and asked him to invite him to his room for a good time, that I wanted him to have sex with me. That she couldn’t believe I could descend so low and wanted to confirm from me.

I was devastated when I heard all this. It is obvious that Bro Tee had discussed our conversation with someone and had painted me so cheaply. Now I wished I had never dared to do what I did. I feel so cheap and useless now. Since that girl heard about it, many people must have heard about it too in the neighborhood.

How can I redeem myself?

Source: http://madamsabisabi..com.ng/2016/01/never-ask-guy-out-heres-why.html

sickstars:
Since he doesnt bliv u

Leave him

many people can lie against u cos dey dnt want to see u happy av been tru dat still goin tru dat

MrCork:



..ok..you advisin women not to ask guys out coss another woman theiif your man...Abi?....sweeery you need teraphy!! (No ofeense)!

Cork you actually said somethin' that makes sense.
And You didn't say her issue was not bein' light skin.
You're actin' somewhat mature.
If I hadn't seen the blue type and checked the moniker,I wouldna known it was you.

QueenValerie:
Cork you actually said somethin' that makes sense.
And You didn't say her issue was not bein' light skin.
You're actin' somewhat mature.
If I hadn't seen the blue type and checked the moniker,I wouldna known it was you.

MrCork:



...why do you all ways make my 17inches looooong *kondo* standddup eveertime you say sometin nice to me?....you too nice to me & I ain't use to women being nice to me...I think I will make you my baby mama!!

QueenValerie:
As pretty as our babies would be Cork, I don't relish the idea of bein' a unwed mother.
So I'll pass.

MrCork:

Lol .What now Cork?

QueenValerie:
Lol .What now Cork?

MrCork:




..it's 11.30pm here in London....so what you wearing?

QueenValerie:
It's 5:35 in Texas.
And I think I'd like ta know what you're wearin'?

MrCork:



....texas?...you in texas near lagos nigeria...abi?....sweeery stop lyin mennnnm....STOPPPPIT.....anyways..Am sitting naaaaaaaked in front of the fan...but not too close!

Cork,I'm Afro American.I live in the US state of Texas,not Nigeria.
Honestly I didn't know Nigeria had a place called Texas unless you where messin' with me.
Why the goodness are you infront of a fan,it's winter.
And put some clothes on before you type ta me!

lilmax:
Now you know what guys go through

Speechless3:
Lol chyking gone bad.

You are a woman not a man olodo. Let social media guys be deceiving you.