You haven’t learnt your lesson? He mused. A woman’s beauty had always been his weakness, and that weakness had landed him in more trouble than he could count. When he repented of his Casanova lifestyle, he struggled with l**t for beautiful women. They say old habits die hard. It was easy to give up on alcohol consumption than it was to give up his natural desire for women. Probably, it was because he had always been a ladies’ man, but his other vices were as a result of rebellion when he lost his parents.
They never let him be – at fellowships, on campus... Everywhere he went, they were like bees attracted to honey. His zealousness for his new found faith seemed to add more flavour to their attraction to him. He had stupidly indulged in a few and regretted it. Early detection had saved hi
