They call the Rift Valley in Africa “The Cradle of Life”. It is where life began when God spoke. I don’t doubt that the Rift Valley is where life began. I do know that it is certainly where God perfected the breast. I’m sure he knew that upon creating the breast, he would confuse, confound and forever stir the hearts and loins of Man. Here in the Rift Valley you cannot walk 20 feet or drive a mile without seeing an example of how God created the African woman. No wonder every boy over the age of 12 has gawked at a National Geographic magazine featuring topless African women. I don’t think it has as much to do with the ease of getting our hands on NatGeo (in comparison with Playboy) but more with the fact that the breasts depicted in the magazine are perfect and flawless and without alteration. I wish I’d been here 100 years ago when the African women still walked around without clothing their upper bodies. These days, while they are not exposed, the African women often give us every opportunity to imagine what they’d look like without tops. Sometimes this is a matter of not being able to afford a bra but often it’s a matter of not needing one. Don’t forget that here, the obsession is with legs…breasts are quite normal and often seen quite a lot if you’re around a nursing mother. Even the seemingly dangerous (to the perk and lift that is) nursing does not seem to take away from the beauty of the African breast. I challenge anyone to find a culture or people that has as good looking a breast. Am I obsessed? Damn right I am. I see those pert nipples threatening to poke through a blouse or shirt and my jaw drops and I am mesmerized. I can’t help it and although I wish I could, I also wish to enjoy the art and fashion show that is my life and a tribute to the beautiful, brown, pert, shapely, African breast. Come for the scenery. It truly is the “cradle of life” and there are many sights here you will want to cradle along your way!

Author’s Experience: I used to read the “Missed Connections” section in the newspapers and then later on Craigslist just for amusement purposes. Some are really funny! I mean who’s going to answer an ad for “Girl on the Metro October 10^th. We made eye contact. Wish I’d said something. Call me.” ?? Well let me tell you a story…I once lined up at the post office behind a really hot babe. Since the line was pretty long, I got to stare at her beautiful ass for quite sometime. I also noticed that her name was on the return address on her packages. I took note of the name and later posted a “Missed Connections” ad on Craigslist. It said something like “Cassandra at Post Office on Friday. Just wanted you to know that you made my day the other day. You are one beautiful girl!” About a week later…I kid you not…I received an email from her saying that she thoughtshe was the girl I was referring to. I right away confessed that I was a bit embarrassed because I was married and should not be complimenting strange women online. She responded that she thought she also noticed me in the P.O. but understood about my situation. Well one thing led to another and a few emails later we had made a date at her place. It turns out she was in the process of a divorce and was really lonely and horny. I went to her place and she was one of the hottest, sexiest babes I’ve ever had the pleasure of fucking. She was wild; sexy underwear, great oral skills, vibrators, etc. I think that was a once in a lifetime experience and the stars must have been aligned for me that week. She liked it rough (I mean slapping type rough) and I was a bit too “polite” for her (I’ve never hit a girl and never will). I’ve never seen her since but I sure do think about her from time to time. I guess the moral of the story is “Missed Connections” are improbable but not impossible.

** This is an excerpt from my upcoming book, “Find Sex Anywhere!” **

Forward

On Sunday I was visiting an upscale mall in Nairobi, Kenya. I was on a quest for a new tie and decided to look in this menswear boutique type place. The woman who was working there was quite stunning; beautiful facial features, exotic eyes, nice body very well dressed. I had found a Nordstrom woman in Africa! I asked her if she was the owner which made her very pleased, as she was not. I complimented her on her looks by telling her she looked “so smart” today. I bought two ties from her at a 33% discount and asked her to keep an eye out for a certain style of cufflink for me. She took my phone number and in the process I took hers. She asked me a couple questions including, “Are you married?” I replied honestly and then asked if I could call her and see her on her chai break someday. She responded positively. We have been texting back and forth and will be seeing each other this next week.

And that’s how easy it can be to find a girlfriend in the third world. This wasn’t a planned attack. I didn’t see her and go into the store because of her. I just happened upon a very beautiful girl in my normal daily routine and gently showed an interest in her without being too aggressive. This is not the U.S. or Europe where my Nordstrom girl would have practically laughed in my face. In the U.S. and Europe rejection is the status quo. Whether you’re in Kenya, the Philippines, Mexico, or Trinidad you’ll run into beautiful women who will have “yes” on their lips more often than “no”.

I am not a “player” and never have been. However, these days my problem is not whether I will find sex in any given city. My problem is choosing who to find it with. I’m still working out my “balance” on how many girlfriends to keep and how to keep them all happy. It’s like the Eagles said, “I got seven women on my mind; four that want to own me, two that want to stone me, one says she’s a friend of mine.”