Have you ever experienced that slight disruption in your thoughts while pondering something important? Like when you're contemplating a big presentation and suddenly, a weird, funny thought crosses your mind? Yes, this happens all the time, I guess to everyone.

I found myself in a similar situation recently. During my morning devotion, I came across Isaiah 41:10-20. Just as I was about to begin my prayers, my friend, Lucy's call came in. Initially, I thought about ignoring it, but since the phone was right in my face, I decided to pick up and tell her to call back in an hour. And so, dear readers, that marked the beginning of an unexpected conversation.

"Lucy," I answered, "it's Becks. What's up?"

She replied, "Nothing much, just wanted to inform you that Philip and I didn't work out. I called it quits."

"Okay. Can I go back to my morning devotion?" I asked her.

"Oh, Becks, are we fighting or something?" Lucy quizzed.

In an unusually calm manner, I responded, "Lou, first of all, I was in the middle of having 'me time' with God when you called. Secondly, you met this Philip guy a month ago. You barely know him. How on earth are you breaking off a relationship that only started a month ago? What did you do? Tell me, maybe I can ask for forgiveness on your behalf once you get off my phone."

At this point, I'm certain she chuckled. She said, "Eiii, drama queen, and I forgot you are not a morning person. I beg, forgive me. I had to let him go because I found out last week that his dick was too big. Let's talk when you have time. Bye, darling." And the call dropped.

After setting the phone aside, I resumed reading the Bible. As I delved back into the text, I paused to offer my prayers: "Father Lord, thank you for life, your endless grace, and protection." Yet, despite my efforts to focus, my mind drifted to Lucy's unexpected revelation about ending her relationship due to her partner's genital size.

"Dear Lord, forgive all my shortcomings and foolish thoughts. It wasn't intentional, I beg," I prayed, seeking forgiveness for my wandering mind. And with that, my morning devotion came to an end.

After four hours, feeling calm and more relaxed, I decided to call Lucy. I forgave her for disrupting my devotion with such ungodly information. However, I couldn't help but ask, "What in sweet caramel's name made you break up with that tall glass of hot chocolate?"

Lucy explained, "He was too big. I couldn't handle it. Sex is supposed to be enjoyed, and our first time was just unbearable."

"Wow! This is serious," I exclaimed. "Is he aware of his size? What did he say in all this?"

"He said he understands," Lucy replied.

"Well, if you both are on the same page on this, then let's move on," I said. "But wait, what baffles me is the fact that you are running away from that one thing most women crave for – a man reasonably endowed below, kind, caring, and prayerful. Some women would even go to the extent of buying ointments and other medicines just to enlarge their partner's penis. And here you are, running away from that gold. Anyway, you're my friend, and I respect and support all your choices without judgment. Let's catch up soon, darling." And with that, I hung up and went back to producing my segment on Joy News and Joy Prime channels, showbiz.

But the conversation didn't end there. It's as though I had been given an assignment to figure out what the problem is. So, right after the evening news, I went back to thinking about the whole conversation.

"I know size doesn't have to be big to be good, but I'm aware that a significant number of women prefer a larger penis to smaller ones."

Coincidentally, during one of my weekend trips to Accra Central, specifically Rawlings Park, to shop for jeans, while waiting to bargain on the pair of jeans I had picked, I couldn't help but eavesdrop on a conversation nearby.

Two ladies were discussing their sexual experiences and subsequently broke up situation.

NB: Names used are pseudo names.

Here is how their conversation unfolded between Ama and Sarah.

Ama: I felt so bad for him. This man is caring, gives me everything, and always looks out for me. So, after 3 months, I decided to make him happy. I anticipated the night would not only be long but sweet. Just when I thought this was it, when he took off his boxers, sister, I was dumbfounded. His manhood could be compared to my pinkie finger. All of a sudden, I felt goosebumps all over my body. I didn’t want to bruise his ego or cause any inferiority complex, so I just laid on the bed like a log, ready to say thank you. He pounced on me, although I tried to please him. But if he was sensitive, he would know he was not pleasing me.

[At this moment, I was so immersed in the conversation that I was simply listening, nearly forgetting that I was in the market.]

Ama: I feel sorry for him, especially because he did not choose the size of his penis. I intend to get him some herbal medication, but I am not going back to that.

[Sarah interjected]

Sarah: Of course, no woman wants to settle for anything small.

That was my cue. I'd heard enough. It was time to move on with my life.

Let’s put this into perspective;

Majority of people are walking away from relationships, even marriages, because the penis is either too small or too big.

Can we find a middle ground in this? What do you ladies want?

Mr Man, are you ready to enlarge or even reduce the size of your manhood because partners keep walking out?

Can medicine help treat these conditions to meet the preferred choice of penis size?

Dare we talk about it? I think we should. I've got a couple of psychologist friends on standby.

What else do you want to talk about? If you have any specific requests, let me know!

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The author, Rebecca Tweneboah Darko (Becky), is an award-winning entertainment journalist with The Multimedia Group. The views expressed in the article are those of her own and do not reflect the sentiment of the institution.

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